#mr. monk and the election

[mr-stottlemonk]

randy has front row tickets to their pining more than anyone else. the way he rolls his eyes. i'm crying.

[stottlemonk-moments]

Stottlemonk Moments:

Monk s03ep15: "Mr. Monk and the Election"

[mrmonk-has-a-blog]

You remember the S. 03 and episode 15, Mr. Monk and the election.

Stottlemeyer is like "Monk, I got you, I got you" When he's coming on the roof to see the crime scene AND proceeds to hold up his jacket for monk because, as we all know, he's really scared of heights.

LIKE JUST SAY YOU'RE HUSBANDS ALREADY

Later in that episode he says, "Monk do you ever get tired of being right?"

"I am tired. I am fatigued actually."

"Monk, it was a rhetorical question"

HE OBVIOUSLY HIS HUSBAND'S BIGGEST SUPPORTER

Bro need a gif pack on this pls haven't seen getting this scene much screentime hehe

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

Prosecutors list 5 ‘Unification Church Requests’… Shaman/Monk Geon Jin to be Summoned Soon for Questioning

검찰, ‘통일교 청탁’ 5개 적시…건진법사 곧 소환

Jeon Seong-bae is known as 'Geonjin Beopsa'

KBS뉴스 KBS News

published 2025.05.03 (04:42)

[Anchor]

The prosecution has conducted a search and seizure of the residence of former President Yoon Suk Yeol and his wife, and it has been confirmed that the warrant specified five requests made by a former executive of the Unification Church.

The prosecution suspects that the executive, who was in office at the time, attempted to make a request by handing over gifts to Kim Keon-hee through Jeon Seong-bae, known as 'Geonjin Beopsa'.

It is expected that Jeon will be summoned for questioning soon.

This is reporter Min Jeong-hee.

[Report]

The prosecution is investigating various allegations against Jeon Seong-bae, known as Geonjin Beopsa.

During the search and seizure of the residence of former President Yoon and his wife on the 30th of last month, the prosecution specifically listed five requests made by former high-ranking Unification Church executive Yoon in the warrant.

These requests include the establishment of the UN's Fifth Office in Korea, the attendance of the Minister of Education at Unification Church events, the acquisition of YTN by the Unification Church, the development project of the Mekong River site in Cambodia, and an invitation to the presidential inauguration ceremony.

Yoon reportedly stated during the prosecution's investigation that he delivered gifts worth 60 million won, including a diamond necklace and expensive imported bags, to Jeon, asking him to pass them on to Mrs. Kim Keon-hee shortly after Yoon Suk Yeol was elected president in 2022.

Among the five requests that the prosecution is examining, the only one that was specifically pursued was the Cambodia project.

[Yoon ○○/Former World Headquarters Director of the Unification Church/May 2023/Voice Altered: "The 'Mekong Peace Park Project' has already begun substantial construction preparations. It is a national-level ODA (Official Development Assistance) solidarity project…."]

Yoon is reported to have stated in a recent prosecution investigation that the Cambodia project received approval from the Unification Church's leader, Han Hak-ja.

In response, the Unification Church has stated that it has never discussed the delivery of gifts or the requests mentioned in the warrant at the church level and is unaware of them.

The prosecution, which is trying to find a connection between the expensive gifts and the requests related to the Yoon Suk Yeol government, did not find the items intended as gifts during the search and seizure of the residence.

Instead, they secured three mobile phones belonging to Mrs. Kim and some notepads.

After analyzing the seized items, the prosecution plans to summon Jeon soon to question whether Mrs. Kim was involved in any improper requests.

This is KBS News, Min Jeong-hee.

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검찰, ‘통일교 청탁’ 5개 적시…건진법사 곧 소환

리포트 건진법사 전성배 씨의 각종 의혹을 수사 중인 검찰.

지난달 30일 윤 전 대통령 부부 사저 등에 대한 압수수색에서 검찰은 통일교 전직 최고위 간부 윤 모 씨가 전 씨에게 한 청탁 사안 5가지를 구체적으로 영장에 적시했습니다.

한국에 유엔 제5사무국 유치, 교육부 장관의 통일교 행사 참석, 통일교의 YTN 인수, 캄보디아 메콩강 부지 개발사업, 대통령 취임식 초청입니다.

윤 씨는 윤석열 전 대통령 당선 직후인 2022년 전 씨에게 김건희 여사에게 전해달라며 6천만 원 상당의 다이아몬드 목걸이와 고가의 수입 가방 등을 전달했다고 검찰 조사에서 밝혔습니다.

검찰이 들여다보는 윤 씨의 5가지 청탁 주장 중에 구체적으로 추진을 시도했던 건 캄보디아 사업입니다.

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Former South Korea President and his Wife and a Diamond Necklace, a Luxury Bag and Ginseng

[johnny-d-jisatsu]

I'm watching Monk 3x15 "Mr. Monk and the Election"

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28/10/24 - SUE MONK KIDD

’ “Bees swarm before death,’ … ” (Monk Kidd, 2015, p.1).

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[unbounded-cardinality]

This St Pat's Day, you might think about the fragility of civilization.

The book sat on my mom's shelf for about 25 years. Civilization? Who cared. The Irish? Certainly not I. It was a thin book. When I once actually perused the first few pages, they merely reenforced my initial impression: this was some kind of historical note with a bit too much religion and decisively too little drama.

For whatever reason, about 10-12 years ago, I gave the book a second chance. What started out as mildly boring grew into an interesting story of western Europe and how, by way of religion -- in this case, Catholic monasteries -- humanity was able to salvage and even restore a great repository of ancient texts.

But in so many ways, the story was implausible. The much more likely happening would have been that we should have lost all the rich stories and writings of ancient Greece and Rome.

We didn't. St. Patrick -- possibly an orphan, likely a penniless boy -- was shuttled off to the Continent -- far away from what probably was an extremely hostile context in England. Somewhere along the way he went through some kind of religious metamorphosis, and then took it upon himself to erect monasteries across western Europe. These became store houses of ancient texts, which monks preserved through transcription. The monasteries themselves evolved into the modern university, and voila! -- humanity's aspirations for civilized discourse grew by leaps and bounds.

Civilization is under fire now

The forces of nihilism are at work. If truth is the first casualty of war, then civilization is a close second. As I write, Vladimir Putin is being re-elected in Russia in what can only fairly be called a farcical semblance of democratic choice; the leading opposition leader Alex Navalny -- died a few weeks ago in an arctic penal colony, and the only other candidate with anti-war sentiments was marginalized and then banished from the election altogether.

Here is just one photo (courtesy of The New Yorker) of Putin's war on Ukraine, now two years old:

A 2nd Trump presidency would further unravel civilization

In America, the leading G.O.P. candidate is once again President Donald Trump. We need not elaborate on his shortcomings here, but it should be obvious his leadership would further unravel civilization. It may be easy to dismiss such an assertion as rhetoric or electoral banter. But let's take a look at just a few elements in what a 2nd Trump administration would likely imply:

No doubt, President Trump would pander to Vladimir Putin. As I write, the Russian military is engaged in exercises with Iranian and Chinese militaries. Surely the American president would not pander to Mr. Putin under such circumstances. That unfortunately does not appear to be the case with Mr. Trump.

President Trump would embrace lies as he did in his first term. Worse, during a 2nd term, the cabinet and advisors around him would likely be less able and less inclined to thwart his prevarications. It's hard to know what that might mean. But the COVID-19 pandemic is a darn good reference point -- Trump simply did not care about the science and what the facts had to say. He in fact called COVID-19 a "Democratic hoax". Let's be clear: for the millions who died and for the millions who endure longstanding side-effects, COVID-19 did not feel like a Democratic hoax.

President Trump supported the bald-faced attack on The Capitol in the final days of his presidency. If he was comfortable with an attack on The Capitol, is it far-fetched to think he would be comfortable with an attack on the Supreme Court of the United States, or the FBI, or the IRS, or the U.S. Military itself? I would assert that he would in fact attack all of those and, indeed, all American institutions that are not disposed to his current whims.

I conclude with a familiar picture of the riot on The Capitol. This is what it means to see civilization die out. It's worth noting that President Trump sat idly by for hours as these riots transpired.

March 15, 2024

[blognurhayati2]

Discussing professionally, Denny Ja's elected work is 62 Religious Session. Docx

Denny Ja 62 Elected Work: Religious Religious Session is a very interesting work to be discussed professionally. In this article, we will discuss deeply about the work, using an objective approach and reflecting professionalism.

I. Introduction In the introduction, we will give a general picture of the elected work of Denny JA 62: Religious Religious Session. This work is an essay poem written by Denny JA, a famous writer in Indonesia. This essay poem tells about the religious session, a meeting of religious leaders from various religions in Indonesia. This work has gained a lot of appreciation and appreciation for its extraordinary quality. II. Introduction to characters In this section, we will introduce some of the main characters in this work. First, there is a main character named Ahmad, a young man who has the spirit to unite various religions in Indonesia. Then, there are also leaders of religious leaders from various religions, such as Mr. Joko, a Christian priest, Mrs. Maryam, a Islamic leader, and Mr. Vishnu, a Buddhist monk. These figures are very important in describing the diversity of religions in Indonesia and their efforts to achieve unity. III. Main Plot and Conflict In this section, we will discuss the main plot and conflict in this work. The main plot revolves around Ahmad's efforts to organize the religious session and the challenges he faces in involving religious leaders. The main conflict arises when some religious leaders do not agree to participate in the religious session because of differences in their beliefs and views. This conflict creates interesting tensions and dramas in this work. IV. Themes and messages In this section, we will discuss the themes and messages contained in this work. One of the main themes in this work is the importance of tolerance and harmony between religious believers. Through the story of the religious trial, Denny JA teaches readers about the importance of respecting religious differences and working together to achieve common goals. The message to be conveyed by this work is that the unity and harmony of religion are the key to creating a harmonious and peaceful society. V. Writing Style and Effect of Work In this section, we will discuss the style of writing and the influence of this work on the reader. Denny Ja's writing style in this work is very interesting and inspiring feelings. The use of beautiful sentences and living descriptions makes the reader be carried away in the storyline. In addition, this work also has a strong influence on readers in terms of promoting tolerance and religious harmony. Many readers feel inspired and reconsider their views on religion after reading this work. VI. Conclusion In the conclusion, we can conclude that the elected work of Denny Ja 62: The Religious Session is a work that is very worthy of being discussed professionally. This work has an interesting plot, a strong message, and a stunning writing style. Through this work, Denny Ja is able to describe the importance of religious harmony in Indonesia and inspire readers to achieve unity. Discussing this work professionally is the right way to appreciate the greatness of the work and respect the author's efforts in creating meaningful works. 

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[zooterchet]

Chet Steals From DC Comics (Candy from Maggie Simpson)

Roots of Viper-2 SIS (From Trooper-3 Charlie)

"Bane": 2018, freed from Texas psychiatric ward, to Dublin orphan export, female's orphan ward. Placed with gamers, "losers", in Russian federalist terms; Scarecrow modifier, with Mace Marine family, "Aishans", "black Irish".

"Man-Bat": 1939, deaf O'Neill; dodged Poraujmos, by faking Gypsy, went to Auschwitz instead of Buchenwald. Dr. Josef Mengele, never recovered; odd whistle developed, while in surgeries.

"Mad Monk": 1213, Estonian witch hunts. Cardinal, captured nine live boys, all on Cardinal's Orange, haze of Ash Wednesday orphans, to become gendarmes (military cops, equivalent to INTERPOL, Vidocqs). Alleged plague, revealed to be pregnancies, upon coroners examination; a "badfish", they called the revered children, "Institutionalists", in prisons. Future Catholics, Secret Order of Viscardi.

"Scarecrow": 1597, Sister Superior of Orthodoxies, deployed with "Apostles" team, from Connaught dominatrix guilds for spies, to Germany. Reformation, the slave labor of farmers for street walkers, sabotaged by guerilla warfare, "The Bloody Maries". Martin Luther, now has a speech impediment, his mother had a right to work; she spied for the other side. The son, a perfect tax collector insurance broker, a "mr. peanut".

"Mad Hatter": 801, the Bog Hen Wars. The Jews, Jewry, or German-Jews, Juden; based on the moral of the story, choosing to pay employees, if in fraud, instead of choosing to cheat employees, if in taxes collected. The master of modern games, sports, and golf; a consummate liar, the father of every chattel war known to exist since. Played perfect gin rummy, with a barch finger; specialist at the hook, as a weapon. Modified, for Luger.

"Hugo Strange": 2004, Murder Falls. Semenally stolen from the nephew of Richard Milhouse Nixon, father tortured and castrated in a Pepsi factory. Contacted by operators chasing a White's Bet between Marvel NYPD and DC Comics IDF, for the sale of the loser, to Disney, out of FBI hands. Two characters were sketched, Harry Osborn, Sam Raimi, and Heath Ledger, Christopher Nolan, with the bet blown, by mobsters from Soviet intelligence, attempting to overthrow Putin, the Federalist, for "Pussy Riot", a castration band; "black sugar", the Koran, a Harem of black children, for elderly women and gay men. Two contacts lost, one, fatality, the other, a dead cop.

"The Joker": 1200 BC, Babylon. The invention of the hat, "Mister Tilson", Judaism. A "B" shape, from forward to back, enabled any type of fictitious model to be used, regardless of copyright or claim or patent. Any crime imaginable, except for removing the hat. Immune to incestual herpes, except for a cat, hence witchcraft codes. Manager of false intelligence inserts, through "Yidditz", games of interpretation per series. Hence, the series, imprints the game in a "live wire", a "steal"; a "big fat dick", the spy robbed.

"Two-Face": 1923, Russia. Rise to the top of Russian politics, as a Thracian Gypsy Scythic, through foes and friends, inside a clandestine Russian Orthodox unit to replace the Okrahna and Czar, out of Gori, a demi-bureau to Tbilisi, the prime seminary. The order, "The Belmonts", is a betting order, intended to be rigged, for shell companies; corporate fronts, to relieve poor, of worker's wages, instead salary for inclusion.

"Mister Freeze": 1933, China. The student of the father of Chinese nationalism, as a Moslem, a special class of Mormon specializing in suicide from salmon fish; tradition started out of Seattle. Trained as a prison warden, he clandestinely worked with his infantry commander, to deport Chinese loyalists, to North Korea, and foes, to Taiwan, to work as a conning station, to Australian MI-6, out of Rangoon. Died in his prison, full of Cantonese, all trained as MI-6 accountants and converted to Judaism, posing as Catholic or Presbyterian.

"Clayface": 33 AD, Judea Province. Spaniard Prince, elected as interpreter for Jews, to Roman Legion; arbitrages, institutes, sports, prizes, and elections, developed based on wine sales. Traded places with Christ, picking a gay Jew, that didn't know a religious title, was death. Betrayed all of Rome, on an intentionally missed Hideous Sam shot, letting Christ do his work; before betraying him, with the adopted son of the Pilate, kissing him, therefore outed as a pedophile, for fraud; claiming Clayface's ability, as a Manouche.

"Simon Hurt": 2003 AD, Boston. Ku Klux Klan, by family; high IQ, through comics Maccabees, from a premature age. Deliberately forged his parents letter to MI-6 Surrey, with his writing on the back, poor, demanding a lawsuit, for being bitten into "Darth Vader", by a Scarecrow. The day of company channel, to London, over the bite, to the crutches man, the letter was being read. Both operatives, judged genius IQ, saved. Specialist in asylum housing, of Scythics and Lowlander Prussians.

"Kite Man": 1981, Los Angeles. An SDI computer tech was caught on his computer breaking bandwiths, to construct an ABM in space, to shoot down nukes. Accused of pederasty per patent, for breaking rules, he descended into the homeless population, after the snitch was killed as a Russian spy, through an ATM jam, of Kite Man's card, on cop review of labor housing; vacant, suspected killed. After playing the hedge market, for weeks, he turned himself into the NSA, in Washington DC, on an airplane stolen form the Bulgers Presidential staff, found lorrey bombed by "Whitey", falsely (actually a cake, with teargas inside). A Jew, or at least, half of One.

"Penguin": 2000 BC, Han Empire. A recruit of Dong Zhuo, a police merchant, Penguin went from town to town, killing cops, as "military officers", forming the army, out of police code, and his blood, as Chinese police; not soldiers, the homeless. Replaced Sanskrit, with Mandarin, his daughter's language, when writing the first diary; "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Odd gene, where "gay", the consequence of "child molester", is flipped, as for also anyone trained, a "cadavar"; counter-intelligence, "The Mob"; his term, only. Hates flightless birds, except for his family.

"Riddler": 1850s, London. The manipulations of Margerat of Anjou, wearing thin on his family's foes, oolong extract, is his immunity, outing him as a traitor in league with France. His house leveled low, from the call of "no faire", by Lancaster, no carnival, after decades of war, he accepts the oath, enraged, plotting his revenge. In America, as a legend. He knows, comic books are Islam; stolen art, from dead spies. You can never remove the sigil, America; of the Cobra.

"Professor Pyg": 2010, Netherlands. A pair of twins, schooled by a Scarecrow, a Two-Face, and a Riddler, with a Sass (Dominos, bounty hunters, the Mob game), go to Amsterdam, for a textiles trade, for odorless uniforms for inmates. The same as cleaning ladies, in toxin baths, after respiration and ECT after a heroin overdose, to cover a gang rape, by athletes, with busted out headlights; George Washington's son himself, the "sheocks", a tradition for those women besting a Washington, George only, in battle. The multi-trillion dollar hedges and breaks and busts, and all the fabric, is sold as bedding, through TJX, Professor Pyg's training day as muppet pedophile.

"Batman": 850 AD, Azerbaijin. The merger of the line of Muhammad and Aisha, with a semenal theft out of a Chinese-Japanese Chosonkaijin, the Prophet Ali invents police paperwork; the form, the stamp, and the office of origin. Now, any job is a cop, unless homeless. Penalty for killing Batman is swift, a Villain is woken up, from a Sleeper, a high potency line. Protect Mother, Love Father. Never stop running. Section Chief by status of line, free goods given through agents to recruit assaassins; Dominos enforce assassins, poor kids if they think they are, willing to bust heads for a Snake, a Moon Child.

"Ra's al-Ghul": 850 AD, Azerbaijin. Batman's Father or Mother. When he or she dies, Batman lands in Riyadh, and converts to Angelic Islam, to visit the Black Building in Mecca, for a ceremonial weapon, such as the new Koran Province weapon; The Hayabusa. Enjoy the trick to Africa, lover. Sorry about our moms fighting. Sucks to be a latchkey.

[strivia]

3.09 Mr. Monk Takes His Medicine / 3.15 Mr. Monk and the Election

[data2364]

#TonyShalhoub  as Adrian Monk  2005  in #Monk  "Mr. Monk and the Election"

https://twitter.com/Data2364/status/1011276060716158976

[mr-stottlemonk]

monk whipped :").

[stottlemonk-moments]

Stottlemonk Moments:

Monk s03ep15: "Mr. Monk and the Election"

[toptophat]

We have another winner!!!

Tfw no one voted for you:

[osomanga]

You know how they say

When life hands you lemon,

Make lemonade

So what do you do when

Life hands you a gremonade??

Well...

Put it in the refridgerator!

No! Not like that!!

Neatly please...

[p-artsypants]

I’ll Handle This (12)

In Which Lila Learns about Skyrim

Ao3 | FF.net

Sorry for taking a bit with this chapter. It isn’t even very long. But I was in the hospital recovering from surgery. We’re coming up close to the end of the story, but there’s maybe two more chapters after this. 

(Psst this chapter has hints to the next story I’ll publish after this one...as long as my ideas don’t change lol)

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Lila was fired. It was immediate when they found out. Everyone sat in class, the lecture normal and lulling everyone into a soft state of sedation. 

Then Lila screamed. The scream was the worst thing Marinette had ever heard. Immediately, everyone turned to look at her in horror. 

She started bawling. Huge gasping sobs of someone who’d been shot. 

“Lila?!” Miss Bustier gasped in shock and concern. “Are you okay?!” 

“I’m so sorry, Miss Bustier!” She wailed. “I just wanted to peek at my email and—and—Mr. Agreste fired me!” 

Plagg had to bite his tongue. He knew she was going to twist this somehow, but her sobbing was so beautiful to see. 

“Oh Lila, I’m so sorry. It hurts a lot to lose a job. Especially when they don’t tell you to your face. That’s no fair.” 

“He-he-he said that Marinette told him that I was making Adrien uncomfortable! She got me fired!” 

Gasps, all around. 

“What?!” Barked Marinette. “I had nothing to do with this!” Not exactly the truth...

“But that’s what Mr. Agreste said!” 

Plagg stood, placing his foot on the seat, the spurs on his cowboy boots ringing with the motion. He put his cowboy hat back on (since Mrs. Bustier had asked him to remove it for violating dress code...again.) “well now. Sounds like we got ourselves in a gosh darn pickle.” 

Nino snorted. 

“Adrien! You never said I made you uncomfortable! Marinette must have lied to your father!” 

He flicked the rim of his hat. “Now slow your roll there, Buckeroo. I know my old man, and even if Marinette was mentioned in his email, it’s likely that he just wanted to place the blame on someone else.” 

Yes, throw the old man under the bus. He still deserves it, even with whole hearted apologies. 

“But you know, I do feel awfully bad for you, Lila. Losing yer job and all. How’s about I make it up to ya? I’ll come sit by you for a while. Keep ya company and cheer you up. Cain’t have gettin’ all akumatized up in here, you reckon?” 

Not that Lila getting akumatized was even a concern anymore. But the world wouldn’t know about Hawkmoth’s surrender until Emilie’s fate was resolved. Adrien’s family deserved that much at least. 

“Oh Adrien!” Lila cried. “You really are such a wonderful friend. But I couldn’t bear to make you move on my behalf. You need to focus on your work.” 

“A cowboy needs to be exceptional at multitasking. That is, as long as Mrs. Brassiere is okay with it.” 

Miss Bustier pinched the bridge of her nose. Usually, she was a very calm and level-headed teacher, compassionate and understanding. But Adrien’s antics were stressing her out massively. “Yes, Adrien, I suppose it’s fine if you move to—what did you call me?”

“Much obliged, Madam. If’en you’ll excuse me...” 

Marinette watched with fascination as Plagg gathered up his materials and moved to the back of the class to sit next to Lila. Then she glanced in her purse, where Tikki and Adrien were hanging out. They both shrugged. 

Due to the retirement of Hawkmoth, Adrien was now allowed to spend time away from the Miraculous without consequence. Plagg assured him that once the final condition was met, no matter where he was, his soul would return to his body. 

So he spent the school day with Tikki, and the evenings with Marinette. It was a sweet deal, and it really gave Adrien the time to bond with her without school or akumas in the way. 

He had even spent the night with her the night before, curled up next to her on her pillow, and purring every time Marinette’s hand glanced his fur. 

Nino leaned back in his seat. “Do you know what he’s up to this time?” 

“No idea...but I am eager to see where this goes.” 

Nino shook his head with a shrug. Two nights ago, when Plagg was arrested, Nino gathered all the money in his savings and went down to the jail to bail him out. 

Only to find out he was already let go. 

So he went back home, and called Adrien’s phone relentlessly, hoping for an answer. 

Finally, in the wee hours of the morning, Chat Noir returned and explained that he was going home now, thanks for having him, he had to watch the mansion because his sort of repentant father was going to Tibet to resurrect his dead wife. 

Nino gave up on logic and understanding, and just made sure Plagg had everything he had brought. 

Now he would wait until the whole situation blew over, and hopefully Adrien himself, in his own body, would explain it all to him. Plagg seemed to oversimplify everything to the point it became vague. 

Marinette, on the other hand, was very curious to see where this was all going. After all, Adrien’s previous tactic of being nice to Lila hadn’t worked. So what was Plagg hoping to gain from the same approach?

Wrassle her with his randomly appointed cowboy charm? 

In science, two classes later, Plagg had elected to sit next to Lila still, despite her protests. 

Marinette was close enough now to hear what Plagg’s master plan was. 

“So there’s like several types of Mer, right? But not like mermaids. This has nothing to do with mermaids. These are mostly elves, but not all. So there’s Dunmer, right? Those are dark elves. And Bosmer, wood elves, and Altmer, high elves. The Falmer are snow elves, but they’re all twisted and savage, because of the Dwemer, which are dwarves!” 

Marinette snorted a bit too loudly, drawing attention from the teacher. 

“Miss Dupain-Cheng, is something funny?” 

“No ma’am, I had a tickle in my sinuses.” 

“Ah, I see. Anyways, as I was saying...” 

Lila always sat in the back of the class, despite her many alleged disabilities. This was probably to get away with the fact that she rarely paid attention during class. 

It was the ideal place for Plagg to harass her and not get caught. 

Poetry in motion. 

“So you get to pick what race you want to be, but you’re always the Dragonborn. Despite the description, you don’t look any different. So a Dragonborn is someone that can devour the souls of dragons so they don’t get resurrected by Alduin. Let me back up, Alduin is an evil dragon that used to rule the world, and he’s resurrecting dragons so he can take over. There’s another dragon though, named Paarthanax, and he’s a good guy. He helps out the Tongues on the Throat of the World. Or the greybeards. Some call them Tongues, but in the game they’re called Graybeards. And the tongues are the monks that teach you to shout. And different shouts teach you different things, right? The dragonborn and the tongues are the only ones that are supposed to know how to shout, but there’s this other dude named Ulfric Stormcloak, and he knows Unrelenting Force, that’s the Fus Ro Da shout I was talking about earlier? He used it to kill high king Torygg to start a war. Oh yeah, so there’s nine holds with Jarls, right—“ 

The day ended, and Lila stood quickly. “Well Adrien, thank you so much for keeping me company today. I’m feeling a lot better. You can move back up to your old spot tomorrow.” 

“Well, you shore are welcome, Pardner. But sittin here in the back has been mighty nice. I think I’ll stay! You don’t mind, do ya? It’s awfully fun to have you as company!” 

Lila’s eye twitched, but she was aware that most of the class was watching them. “Yeah. That’d be...great.” 

“Darn tootin’! Well, you look like you’re in a rush, don’t want to hold you up!” 

“See you tomorrow!” She chirped, before hurrying from the room. As she passed Marinette, a dark look came over her face. The look of someone seething with rage and hatred, but trying to hide it. 

Marinette would have been scared, if Lila hadn’t been dealing with Plagg instead. 

Marinette went home, Tikki and Adrien talking to her from her collar. 

“I don’t know. Plagg was successful with the first two tasks, but I don’t know how he’s going to turn Lila over to the good side.” Marinette mused. 

“I don’t know if he has to. The condition is to just get her to leave me alone. He said he was doing some Pavlovian Jedi mind trick on her.” 

“Well, I sure hope it works. Speaking of, where is Plagg?” 

Adrien’s ears flicked. “He left pretty suddenly after class. I didn’t see him go. Hopefully, he went back to the mansion.” 

“Do you want me to call him?” 

“No, I trust him. He’s got things under control.” 

“Glad to hear it! Ready for snack time?” 

“Oh heck yes!” 

—

Lila had to actively stop herself from stomping all the way home. Frustration rolled off of her in waves, and she mildly wondered why she hadn’t been akumatized yet. 

Adrien Agreste was the most annoying person she had ever met. And oblivious too! He never picked up on any of her subtle hints to get him to shut up! She really didn’t want to be rude, because his friendship looked great on her, but wow. No wonder he didn’t have any friends. No wonder Gabriel was so protective of him. If he wasn’t cute...his personality was like a wet sock. 

And he was weird. Weird mannerisms, weird speech pattern, just weird. Hopefully she could either get used to it, or Adrien would get a clue to stop being so obnoxious. 

Finally, she reached her apartment. 

“Home mom!” She called. 

There was laughter in the kitchen. Her mother had a guest. While not uncommon, there was just a hint of dread that hung in the air. 

Lila walked to the kitchen, only to see Adrien sitting at the table, talking to her mother! How?! How did he beat her here?! How did he know where she lived?! What the hell was he doing?!

“Adrien?” Lila gawked. 

He rubbed his head awkwardly. “Sorry for popping in uninvited. I just...I was worried about you! You’ve been akumatized twice, and I didn’t want it to happen again since you were fired.” 

Lila’s face paled as her mother gave her a stern look. 

“I think you’ve got some explaining to do, Missy. I didn’t know you were modeling. And you never told me about being akumatized!” 

Adrien gasped. “Oh no! She didn’t tell you? I’m so sorry! I didn’t know that was a secret! I won’t say anymore!” 

“Any more?” Mrs. Rossi asked. “There’s more?” 

“Adrien.” Lila bit, in warning. 

“Well...I mean, you knew she was meeting with my father right? Something about being his muse?” 

Mrs. Rossi looked horrified. “What! You were talking to a grown adult man?! Were these visits supervised?!” 

Lila opened her mouth to answer, but Plagg beat her to it. “I don’t think so. Father is a very private person.” 

“Lila Giselle Rossi! You are sooo grounded! No offense to your father, Adrien, but meeting up with an adult man, unsupervised? And to what, be his muse? What does that even mean? It sounds gross!” 

“I swear nothing happened! He just wanted my opinion-”

“On what? What reason would he have to ask a 14 year old’s opinion?”

Plagg winced and looked at Lila. “I’m so sorry, Lila. I came here to help, but...” 

Lila shook with rage. Her mother was a complete pushover and believed everything she said. Now Adrien had sewn the seeds of distrust in her and she wouldn’t get away with any white lies ever again. 

“You’re dead,” She mouthed at Plagg. 

“Adrien, thank you for coming here and telling me all of this. I’m very grateful. But I think it’s best if you head home now. Lila has some chores to do.” 

“I understand, Madam Rossi. Again, I’m really sorry...I just wanted to help.” 

“Oh don’t worry, you did. This is for Lila’s own good.” 

He sheepishly looked to her. “See you tomorrow?” 

Her eye twitched. “Yeah.” 

And Plagg swiftly walked from the apartment, concealing his evil laughter until he got to the door. 

—

The next day at school, Marinette, along with Tikki and Adrien in her bag, arrived at school just a few minutes before the bell rang. 

Plagg was sitting at the front of the room, wearing a Pikachu onesie, and looking absolutely devastated. Nino sat next to him and had a hand over his face, doing his best to conceal whatever emotion he had. 

Everyone else in the room was avoiding them like they had the plague. 

Alya spotted her and came quickly, looping an arm through hers and escorting them out into the hall. “Girl, big news. I know you love Adrien, so this is going to be a blow. But here’s the thing...Lila told us this morning that Adrien came to her house yesterday and told her mom about her modeling job. Apparently, her mom didn’t want her working, and got upset that Lila lied. Adrien’s been insisting that it wasn’t on purpose, but everyone is kind of pissed at him anyway.” 

Marinette said nothing, but bit her lip. She knew that this absolutely was on purpose. 

“I’ll leave your actions up to you, but people are pretty mad at Adrien. Just letting you know.” 

“Who’s side are you taking?” 

Alya scoffed. “None. I’m staying out of this. Both people are in the right. Obviously Sunshine just wanted to prevent her from being akumatized. He was with her all day yesterday. It’s admirable, really.” 

“It is.” Marinette said with a smile. Though she was smiling for a completely different reason. There were no akumatizations anymore. Everyone was safe now. 

“We better get back in there, class will start soon.” 

So they returned. Miss Bustier was in, and ready to begin the lesson. 

Then Plagg raised his hand. 

“Yes Adrien?” 

“Before we start class, I want to say something.” 

“Go ahead, Adrien. The floor is yours.” 

He stood, and looked to Lila in the back of the room. “Lila, I know I apologized yesterday, but I’m really really sorry about outing you to your mom. I had no idea she didn’t know about your rendezvous with my father. I was just really scared that you were going to become akumatized, and I didn’t want that to happen. My friends are all important to me, and losing you would be like ripping out a piece of my heart. Could you ever forgive me?” 

Marinette glanced Nino’s face, which twitched to hide a smile. Then she looked at Lila, who looked calm, but her hands were balled into fists. 

After many breathless minutes, Lila smiled slightly. “I understand, Adrien. Of course you’re still my friend. I treasure you too! I’m sorry I got so mad.” 

“Hugs?” Plagg raised his arms. 

Lila could pretend to be happy and calm, but the paling of her skin could not be hidden. “Hugs!” 

Plagg brought her in for a squeeze, and the class ‘aww’ed at their make up. 

Except Nino, who let out the tiniest snort. 

Marinette flicked open her purse to look at Adrien. He mimed a gagging gesture back. 

And then Plagg took those last couple steps and joined Lila on her bench. No one tried to stop him. No one spoke up and said, “hey, maybe you should give her some space anyway.” 

They just all let poor, socially awkward Adrien push boundaries and take his seat. Because he had apologized so earnestly for trying to help. And she had forgiven him. So everything was fine now. 

Right?

As the lesson started, Marinette paid attention to the teacher. But occasionally, she’d hear the faintest whispers of Adrien’s voice (Plagg’s voice now). 

“...so it’s commonly believed that the Nord’s came from Atmora with Ysgramor, but they believe that they settled Skyrim, so they’re kind of racist to everyone else. But also, the Empire came in out of nowhere and tried to upheave their way of life, and even told them which Gods they were allowed to worship. High King Torygg was playing cordial with the Aldmeri Dominion, and some of the other Jarl’s didn’t like that. So Ulfric Stormcloak, the Jarl of Whiterun shouted him to death. Just like the Dragonborn can. Though it’s never explained why he knows how to do this. So this started a whole civil war…” 

Marinette chanced a glance behind her, and noticed that Lila had her head in her hands, and she looked absolutely miserable.