"Hello, Ladybloggers! It's Alya here, back with my livestream up and running again!" the reporter greeted, before scoffing, "I had to cut my other one off at the insistence of that Fox hero wannabe."

From off to the side, someone politely requested, "Miss? Is it okay if you speak a little quiet-"

"He's such a brat - he doesn't deserve a miraculous," she carried on, as if not hearing the paramedic. "I mean, what about Rena Rouge? Shouldn't she be here to help instead of him?"

She adjusted the glasses resting on her nose, then began to talk again. Her tone was much more excited as she enthused, "Anyway, I'm here with a big scoop!"

Alya pressed a button on the phone to reverse the camera. She pointed it to the girl in front of her.

"I'm here with the amazing Lila Rossi, who not only designed Jagged Stone's new album, but is his honorary niece! Crazy, right?"

The only response was Lila whimpering louder, whilst her sclera were a bright white and her agony was easily visible.

"Miss Cesaire, is now an appropriate time to be recording? It is quite easy to see that your friend is in serious pain."

She turned to the stern voice. It had come from another paredemic. "That's why I'm recording! The whole reason that she's in pain is because of Marinette getting that Protector guy akumatized in the first place. It's obvious that she's working for Hawk Moth."

There were a few guffaws from off to the side, followed by several glares piercing the Italian nearby. However, said Italian was too busy clutching her head to notice.

In a wobbly tone, she pled, "Stop, Hawk Moth, please...I'll do better next time if you just make it stop..."

"Would there be any way to stop the pain, Miss Cesaire?"

"Well, yeah," Alya replied noncommittally. "The akuma said something about admitting to what she's done to Marinette and Felix, but there's nothing for her to say! She's always been so nice to them yet they still bully her."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure!" the teen snapped. "Why wouldn't I be?"

All of a sudden, a scream tore through Lila's throat. It seemed to echo all around, making everybody in the vicinity wince and cover their ears - trying to block out the shrill shriek.

There were tears in her eyes as the brunette choked, "Fine! I'll say it...I'll say it!"

"Lila, what-"

"I've made the lives of those two miserable!" she yelled, head up as if talking to the Protector atop the Eiffel Tower. "I spread rumours about them to make their parents think of them as disgraces! As mistakes! And kick them out!"

Alya reared back, as the grip on her phone grew slack.

"I threatened that Mari-Brat in the bathroom to take all of her friends away, and said that she did that to me! I told the class that she bullied me and tried to hit me!"

Some concerned citizens poked their heads into the place that she was in. Their eyebrows rose in curiosity as they listened.

"I got akumatized into Volpina again just so I could hold her hostage - I got that stupid reporter girl to turn into Lady Wi-Fi to help me!"

The female dropped her phone, leaving it to crack by its screen on the ground. The livestream didn't cut off.

Lila heaved a breath, her chest rising and falling at a fast pace. There was a faint burn in her throat, along with a familiar torture beginning to take over her head again.

"Arrgghh, fine!" she growled, before shouting out, "I faked a leg injury to get her in trouble! I planted some cheap necklace and test answers on her to frame her for cheating! I'm the whole reason that Mari-Brat was expelled!"

The white covering her eyes finally disappeared, leaving dilated green orbs to scan about. She exhaled heavily over and over.

That was when a rush of air invaded all present. Colonies of magical ladybugs swarmed in, circling around Lila until her sweat and tears dissipated into thin air.

By that time, Alya had already picked up her phone from the floor. It was pointed straight at the person in front.

"Have anything to say for the camera, Lie-la?"

~*~*~

"...Angel, are you okay?"

"I think we broke her."

"Don't be ridiculous, Adrien. She's merely shocked by the news."

"No sh- crap, I mean. That Lila girl is horrible, what the heck? I'd be a bit dazed too if someone that bad was finally locked up for good."

"Oh no, not again!" a blob of red exclaimed, zipping over to Marinette. It ignored the fact that Nightwing screamed and hid behind Red Hood. "I think a few hugs will help her get out of it."

"Of course they would, Sugarcube. It's not like that works for you as well."

"Plagg!"

Damian and Felix shared a nod, before proceeding to lean into the girl. One wrapped their arms around her waist, and the other, around her shoulders. Together, they provided a cocoon of comfort.

Eventually, she managed to break out of her stupor, to be met with the sight of her two friends embracing her from both sides. She blushed bright and buried her head into the shoulder of Damian, who simply chuckled alongside Felix. Both of their lips twitched upwards.

"Ohoho...I see what's going on here. They're in a relationship, aren't they?"

"No, actually," Adrien responded, watching them have their impromptu cuddle session. "They're all as oblivious as goldfish when it comes to love."

"Aaaannd that's what happens when an emotionally constipated man has adopted you. Well, in Demon Spawn's case, 'given birth to you'."

"Jaybird!"

"What?"

"You mean like my father?"

The two brothers turned to Adrien, making him elaborate, "He never shows emotion and only sees me in person like once a month."

There was a moment of silence.

"...Jesus kid, no. I meant in the way that he just doesn't understand feelings of love since a bunch of girls have toyed with his feelings before. What kind of father do you have?"

"Gabriel Agreste," the model deadpanned.

Dick let out a gasp. "Isn't that the guy who neglects his own son and puts him on such restrictive diets that they're on the border of abuse and- ohmygosh you're his son, you poor thing."

Nightwing enveloped him in a hug, causing him to tense up. However, he soon trailed off into a loud purr, that made everyone in the room face him.

"Holy sh- crap. Selina's gonna love you."