#stupidy

"OH GOD, I FEEL SICK!" Ladybug shouted as she hits the ground. Just as Marinette was about to hit her deathbed, Tikki regains some little strength to power up the miraculous to 0.01 percent of battery. Allowing Marinette to transform and turn back into Ladybug before he body collided with the ground. In her hands was the gas tube that she had ripped from the Rocket. Now, standing a building in some sort of ally, she slowly makes her way back to the military HQ. And once there, she hands the toxic fumes to the now awaken men who protected her country...somewhat. Once that was done, she didn't even bother to go back to school. She went straight home, and once there, she was greeted by four happy teens.

"SURPRISE!" Her four comrades shouted. She was about to turn around and jump out of the window, but was stopped when Tikki sainted. Changing her into Marinette once again.

"Oh goddamit Tikki." Marinette growled before crossing her arms. She then looks at the smiling three, turtle-boy didn't even agree to be here before getting dragged, teammates that were staring down at her. Before anyone said anything, she puts her hand up to them...before swinging it across the three's faces.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!?" She shouted at the top of her lungs. The three teens were lying on the floor with red spots on their cheeks. Carapace sat on the floor with his hands in the air. He didn't want to get punched or slapped again by her. Once everyone was on the ground, Marinette opened her mouth to say:

"The feeling right now...can not describe what I am going to do to each and every one of you." Marinette growled.

"What are you gonna do?" Rena asked.

"Oh, something that will not only make you regret going on this manhunt to learn of my identity...but Oooh...nrgh!" Marinette growled at the four before turning around to look at a wall. She takes a deep breath before watching her room shines bright filled with multiple colors. Turning around, she see's her friends in her room. A second later her eye's match when Adrien. And no, not the real person Adrien, the picture of Adrien by her computer. It was at that second, Marinette lost all sense.

"GET OUT!" Marinette shouted before pushing all four of the teens out the window. No literally, she opened a window and pushed each and every one of them out of it. Luckily, they landed right into a large trash can that had. It was funny to her because she didn't care less if they were all right or not, what she cared for is that if Adrien saw the pictures. And to that...

(The four teens)

"Looks like Marinette all mine." Adrien purred as he removes a banana peel from his head. He and the other's were cleaning themselfs off when he said this. Chloe looks over at him and growled.

"That's not fair, Ladybug and I deserve each other!" Chloe shouted at the blonde. "I called dibs first!"

"DIP!? Bitch we have been fighting for a year together!" Adrien growled. "And tomorrow I will proclaim my love for her and we will live happily ever after!"

"Over my dead body!" Chloe shouted. Alya was enjoying the view of the two blondes as Nino cleans off his glasses, ignoring his teammates.

"If you wish." Adrien said...or morally hissed. Chloe squints her eyes a bit at him as Adrien does the same. Nino, when he finishes his glasses, looks over to the two and says:

"This will be so bad."

(Agreste Mansion)

"Nat, I am home! Where are you!?" Adrien shouted as he entered his home. Normally he would be greeted by Nat, but today he wasn't which made him worry.

"NAT!?" Adrien shouted, this time with more concern in his voice.

"Son! We need to talk!" Gabriel shouted from his office. Adrien eyes looked into the direction of his father's office and thought three things:

1: He was in major trouble

2: He has a photo shoot

3: He finally killed Nat after learning she's been feeding him off his diet.

"Oh shit..." Adrien muttered as he searches for evidence of Nat's murder while forming a plan to escape the area.

"ADRIEN GET IN MY OFFICE!" Gabriel shouted. In haste, Adrien grabs a pen from his bookbag, he then sticks it in his pocket before heading upstairs. Once he was inside the office, he saw papers on the floor, broken statues and other things on the ground. His father was pissed, and he was hoping it wasn't because of him.

"Please tell me he didn't go into my closet." Adrien thought as he remembers the shrine he created for her. Taking a seat in front of his father, his green eye's watches the older male walk side to side.

"So where is Nat?" Adrien asked his father.

"She quit." Gabriel muttered. Adrien stopped what he was doing and looked at his father.

"What?" Adrien asked.

"Tomorrow I will be looking for a new assistant." Gabriel said, making Adrien walk over to his father. He places his hands on the table and said:

"Please get Nat back." Adrien said in a calming yet threatening voice. Gabriel looks over to his son as if he had lost his mind.

"What?" Gabriel asked.

"Dad…I want you to listen to every word I am about to say." Adrien started with his sweet innocent smile. "I love you, to the deepest pit of my soul. But I am also scared of you."

"I'm scared of you to son." Gabriel said with a small hint of worry. Adrien had this small...little disturbing side that was rarely seen. But sometimes it would pop out and scared people. This is one of those moments.

"I know, but I am scared that you will one become so obsessed with me, that you would turn me into a doll like that crazy character from mad father."

"I wouldn't go that far."

"You threaten to lock me in the house because I refuse to shave a mustache I was growing." Adrien said, remember the day he was forced to shave off a small stepping stone for man. Just cause his dad wanted him to look cute in already photoshopped pictured.

"I admit, I went too far that day." Gabriel said in shame as he remembers turning on the high top security on that made the house a fortress. Just to keep Adrien in so that he wouldn't escape as he chased him around the house with a knife. No, an actual knife, Nat, being smart and also prepared, gave Gabriel her shaver.

"Which is why I want Nat back." Adrien said. "Let's be honest, our life's won't be the same without her. She's seen to much shit to even flinch at HALF the crap we do here."

"We are normal." Gabriel growled.

"Dad you threw away my TV because you thought it was teaching me to rebel against you." Adrien said.

"It was."

"I only had access to one channel...Disney!"

"The point is, she quit and we need a new assistant." Gabriel said.

"Dad, whatever you did, just apologise and get her back." Adrien said, making his father look at him with a confused expression.

"What makes you think I made her quit!?" Gabriel shouted in anger, but this didn't faze his son.

"I don't know, maybe its because your sort of a jerk since mom died!" Adrien growled. (Okay, I know she's just missing, but for shipping reasons, I just kill her off)

"This is the worst moment I've had with you since that time you confused that bag in America, LBS is pounds in America Adrien!"

"LBS for pounds, more like a Lot of BullShit is what it should stand for." Adrien growled at his father.

"Adrien...go to your room." Gabriel growled at his son.

"Promise me you'll get Nat back?" Adrien asked.

"No." Gabriel growled.

"I want Nat!" Adrien growled at his father.

"Adrien just go to your room." Gabriel growled, making the blonde male roll his eyes. Standing up, he makes his way out the office. Once inside his room, he walks over to the pole and begins to twirl his body around the pole.

"Nat's gone..." Adrien thought as he spins. Plagg flies out of his pocket and watches the young man just circle the pole "Why is this thing so sticky?"

"So you don't remember that night?" Plagg asked as he points to the hole in the wall that was being covered by a toy chest. It took Adrien a while, but he finally remembered why the metal pole was sticking. When he remembered, he removes his hands from the pole while his face scrunched.

"NAT! GET THE CLOROX!" Adrien shouted. Only to be greeted by the long silence of no Nat. It took him a while to nod his head and realize:

“The Earth is bursting with animal species that have hit on solutions for how to live a good life in ways that put the human species to shame.”

The less complex minds of non-human animals should not be regarded as inferior, but rather as wonderfully successful solutions to the problem of how to live pleasurably, without threatening the survival of others.

From the pro-Trump supporters mindlessly shouting ‘lock her up’  while protesting their governor’s LIFE-SAVING and wise decision to put Michigan into quarantine during the height of the pandemic, to the sick. twisted idiocy of Trump himself---his latest lunacies  being his holding up stimulus payments so his name can be printed on the checks and his ‘idea’ that he can do away with the entire congress, is a sad condemnation of our American educational system.

At the time of our country’s founding, education was cherished, that’s why the 18th century is often referred to as The Age Of Enlightenment. A time when poets, philosophers, writers, scientists and mathematicians were counted among our budding nation’s heroes. What passed for a basic children’s ‘reader’ textbook textbook in a one-room schoolhouse back then, would be way over the heads of today’s adult Trump supporter. 

I  used to own an late 18th century basic ‘reader.’ The language was beautiful, though the lessons were largely moral, the concepts required careful thought.

The average Trump supporter, like Trump, is lazy when it comes to acquiring knowledge. Independent thought is completely absent, whether from laziness, fear of the unknown or genuine stupidity. American children today, unlike those kids in one-room school houses, are actively discouraged from thinking by many schools, teachers are under paid, classrooms are often over-crowded, some schools haven’t enough textbooks, and the government often under-funds education---shooting our own nation down to save money. 

I was a passenger in a car, sitting in the front seat. The person we were picking up walking up and asked to sit in the front.

I cannot understand the absolutely ridiculous thought process that went on in their head. They walked up to the car, and could have simply got in, but they asked for the front, then waited while I got out, then they got in, and I had to wait for them to move the seat forward since I’m quite tall.

All that time wasted when they could have just got in the back. It’s mind boggling.

It might seem like a strange thing to get frustrated about but over complicating something so simple just really rubs me the wrong way.