The first thing Marinette noticed when she woke up was that she was most definitely not lying on her bed.

Or rather, she was not even lying.

She felt comfortable, sure, but she did not have her sheets, or her pillow, and for some reason she was sitting. She had probably fallen asleep on the couch the night before and didn't remember.

Which was quite weird, since she had definitely not left her room at all the night before…

Frowning, she tossed her thoughts aside. She did not feel awake enough to do anything, let alone think. And if Tikki wasn't pestering her about getting up yet, then it meant she still had some time.

Good.

Rolling around, she allowed herself to get more comfortable, her head falling on top of something warm. Something… moving… raising and falling constantly, almost like…

Someone breathing.

Marinette's eyes snapped open in an instant, finding none other than Adrien Agreste himself sitting next to her, also asleep.

Holy shit.

She jumped away, squealing in embarrassment before she could stop herself.

What was he doing there?

There?

Forgetting her previous shock, Marinette took a look around, allowing herself to reform her previous question:

Where was there?

It's not that she wasn't in her room – this wasn't even her home!

The black-haired girl found herself inside a big, unknown room. All the walls and the floor were painted black, and the lack of windows would leave the place quite dark were it not for the small lamps that looked like stars on the ceiling – a very high ceiling too. There were three doors: two on the left, one on the right. On the wall directly in front of her, she could see a big TV screen, its size being almost theater worthy. And a few feet away from her, there was a table filled with snacks and pastries of all kinds.

It was really weird, sure. But even weirder, was the fact that she was not alone.

Of course, she had seen Adrien before, but he was not the only one.

Her whole class was there.

To her left, she could see Alya as well as half of her friends, and turning to her right, there was Adrien again, followed by Nino and the other half of the students.

They were all sitting down on colored beanbags displayed in the shape of a half-moon on the floor, her and Adrien being right in the middle.

"Hm, where are we?"

Marinette turned again to find her best friend finally awake and looking just as confused as herself. With another quick glance, she noticed more people waking up, all of them with the same surprised expressions on their faces.

"I don't know," she answered. "Last thing I remember was going to bed last night."

"Same," Alya replied. "I'm surprised I'm even back in my casual clothes right now."

Wait, that was true.

Marinette looked down, finding herself in her usual pink jeans, white shirt and dark jacket. Her purse was there too, and with a quick look, Marinette found a very confused and worried Tikki inside, much to her relief.

Around them, most people were already up and either panicking or looking at each other for answers. A few had their heads turned to Marinette herself, seeming as she was the one usually in charge of their class.

"Maybe it is an akuma?" Both girls turned to Adrien, who seemed to have just woken up. "I mean, I have no idea what else it could be."

There were a few nods of agreement in the room.

"I think so," Alya's face slowly lit up, "which means that Ladybug and Chat Noir will be here soon! I can't wait to put this on my blog!"

And she started looking for her cell phone, much to Marinette's dread.

Right, if there was an akuma, she had to transform and defeat it, but it wouldn't be easy with everyone there.

Maybe she could go through one of those doors, transform and get back. Either that or she'd have to hope that Chat Noir somehow knew and would be there soon.

"I'm sorry to say that nobody is coming for you this time, queridos."

Everyone's attentions turned to the screen that was now on, the face of a young woman looking at them. Despite her words, her expression did not seem wicked nor showed any kind of hostility – in fact, she didn't even seem like an akuma at all. Just a young, dark skinned woman with short brown hair and blue eyes that couldn't be older than her early twenties.

"And who are you?" Chloé asked somewhere from the extreme right of the half-moon in her typical superior fashion. Marinette would have rolled her eyes if she was not about to ask the same.

"My name is Akino. Please don't panic, I mean no harm… But I am not from your world."

"What, you say you're an alien?" This time it was Max who spoke, disbelief quite apparent in his voice.

"If you want to call it that. I come from another dimension. You see, in dimensions different from yours, your story exists in the form of an animated series called Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir," Akino explained. "A friend of mine lives in one of such dimensions. And she's been dying to do this for a long time now so, good friend as I am, I decided to do her a favor."

"What favor?" Marinette inquired, trying not to sound too much like her persona self at the moment – which, in all honesty, was quite difficult considering the situation.

"To make you watch your own show, of course," the woman smiled quite genuinely. "But don't worry, dear heroes! It may seem bad to you know, considering how you will soon know each other's identities – and so will your class, actually –, but I promise it won't be as bad as you think."

"Wait!" Alya gasped, being the one to voice what almost everyone had already realized. "Are you saying that Ladybug and Chat Noir are in our class?!"

"Yes, I am."

"Oh my God!"

Everybody but Marinette and Adrien started speaking suddenly, the whole room being filled with a mess of voices debating who they could be, excited of such information, and even screaming for whoever Ladybug was for a selfie with them (though really, that part was only Chloé).

"Guys, guys! Let me finish, please! Then your questions can be answered!" Slowly, everyone stopped, looking back at Akino. "Before I start, I must address the doors in your room.

"Since I know you all have your basic necessities to function, and the whole season alone has about nine hours, the two doors on the left are bathrooms. They are both big enough for all of you at once, and there is every basic hygiene product you must need.

"There are two of them for the obvious basic rule of girls and boys not sharing the same bathroom. But of course, being aware of how this rule might not apply to all of you, I'm allowing you to choose however you will divide their use. However, no matter your final decision, if any of those rooms are used for something other than their designed purpose, I will be interfering and those doors will be locked shut. Seriously, don't try to do anything you shouldn't – I will know.

"The door to your right leads to a kitchen. Once again, basic body functions, you need to eat to survive. There are snacks already on the table ahead of you, but should you feel like eating something else or once you finish the displayed food, feel free to venture into the kitchen. There's also a nice stash of cookies and camembert only for our heroes.

"And last, but not least, there's a remote control on your class president's seat." Everyone turned to Marinette who, after looking down, found that Akino's claim was indeed true. "You are all free to choose whichever order you want to watch the episodes, seeming as they have no chronological order in my friend's dimension. Suit yourselves. However, she's asked me to give you the following advice: leave the episodes 22 and 24 to 26 for last. If you guys get truly invested, those four episodes in particular should not be seen just like any other – they are the most important and are best when left for last.

"That's all I have to tell you! For my final warnings: refrain from starting unnecessary conflicts," her eyes focused mostly on Chloé and Lila, before glancing briefly at Kim as well, "and have fun!"

With one last smile, her image disappeared from the screen, being replaced by a list of episodes of their show.

For a moment, the whole room fell silent. The teenagers looked at each other, unsure.

"So, what do we do?" Mylène was the first to speak.

"Are there any other doors around here?" Kim asked.

"She didn't mention any," Max replied.

"I doubt there are any, too," Lila spoke, clearly not liking the situation (which made sense, anyone who hated Ladybug would not be very happy to watch a show about her).

So clearly, there was no way out.

Everyone looked at the screen, then at Marinette. She took a deep breath.

"Anyone in favor of watching the show to get out of here, raise their hand."

With the exception of herself, Lila, and a very indecisive Adrien, the class promptly did as they were told. Somehow, she had the feeling that their response had less to do with leaving the room than with knowing who she was.

She sighed silently, taking the remote from her lap.

"Where should we start?"

"I don't know, dude said that we could choose the order, right?" Nino spoke, being followed soon by Rose.

"With the exception of the last four episodes," she quietly reminded everyone, who agreed.

Alya turned to Marinette. "For now, why don't we just start from the first episode and decide the rest from there?"

With one last nod, Marinette pointed the remote towards the screen, selecting the episode titled Climatika, and pressed start.