01x22 - Princess Fragrance

[bunniefuu]

In the daytime, I'm Marinette,

just a normal girl
with a normal life.

But there's something about
me that no one knows yet,

because I have a secret.

- ♪ Miraculous ♪

♪ Simply the best ♪

♪ Up to the test
when things go wrong ♪

♪ Miraculous ♪

♪ The luckiest ♪

♪ The power of love
always so strong ♪

♪ Miraculous ♪♪

"Dear Diary,
guess what?

"I was two spots away
from transforming back

and revealing my true
identity to Cat Noir."

- Hey, Marinette, weren't you
meeting Alya back at school

this afternoon to
research your term paper?

- Oh, no, I'm late... again!

- ♪

Huh?

- What's that noise?
- Hide, Tikki.

- Uh...

Come on, Max.

Use the kitty claw.
- Huh?

What's going on, Alya?
- Shush!

- Tryouts for the Paris Ultimate
Mega Strike III Tournament!

The school sends the two
students with the highest score!

- Huh?
- Actually...

the tryouts are for a partner

to team up with Max
in the tournament.

- Why Max?
- Because he's unbeatable.

He's a total rockstar.

He's got the highest
APM over anyone.

- APM?
- Actions Per Minute.

This tournament
is his whole life.

He's been grinding
all year to level up.

- Aw...
- Yeah.

- Adrien is now in the lead.
- What happened, Max?

ADRIEN, ROSE & MARINETTE:

- Hm...
- Awesome job.

We're gonna make a k*ller combo.

- So, let me get this straight.

If someone manages
to b*at Max's score,

they'll team up with
Adrien at the tournament?

- No one can b*at Max...
Or rather, Max and Adrien.

It's a slam-dunk.

They're our school's dream team.

Ack!

- I see where you're going
with this, little lady.

- Just imagine...

teaming with Adrien!

- Are you out of
your mind, girl?

This is about stepping
up and representing,

not snuggling up and snogging.

This is serious business.

- Seriously, Alya, do you think
I'd actually go through with it?

- Well, I think we have
our two champions

lined up for
the Paris tournament.

Wait! Uh... is it too late...

to try out?

- Well, the library is closing
up in five minutes, but...

- Ahhh...

Oh, boy...

- Hmph! Hm!

Oh! Adrien's joypad!
Oooooh!

Huh? Hm... Hmph!

- Is she serious?
There's no way.

- Unless a particular player
has a particular motivation.

- The rules are elementary.

You battle each other's
robots with your own and...

- Please. Every time you win,
you loot his items and gain XP...

Which upgrades your Mac.

I'm not a nube,
thank you very much, hmph!

- Ah, sounds like you have a
sufficient amount of knowledge.

Let's see if it's
enough to b*at me.

- Yeah, this'll be fun.

- Seriously?

How could anyone spend so much
time in front of a screen?

- I know. As if!
- Hmph!

- Come on, Max, you can do it.

Oh?

- Now, a quarter circle
for a penny kick

and a flying hyper-storm.

- A triple hit combo,
Marinette style.

Booyah! Woo!
Yeah-ha! Woo!

I win! Unh-huh!
- What? I can't believe it.

She... she b*at him?
- b*at him? She pulverized him!

- The king kicked off
of his throne!

- I accept this defeat.

I relinquish my position
in the tournament.

Congratulations, Marinette,
and Adrien.

- Max, wait.
- Aw, Max.

- Look, I'm fine.
I lost fair and square.

But, if you don't mind,
I'd like a little solitude.

- So, Marinette Dupain-Cheng
and Adrien Agreste

will represent
Francoise-Dupont High School

at the Paris Ultimate Mega
Strike III Tournament.

Good luck to both of you.

- Well, I guess I'll be
coming over to practice...

With my new partner.
See you later.

- See... eee... ya.

- Now you gotta win, M.

You're gonna be
representing the school,

not just hanging out
with Adrien.

- Oh, Adrien.
- Oh, brother!

- This is a travesty,
an unequivocal travesty!

Ah,
a competition.

I know you like that,
my evil little akumas.

Where there's a winner,
there's always a loser.

- ♪

- Fly away, my little akuma,
and evilize him.

- ♪

- I should have been going
to that tournament.

I was the chosen one.
I worked so hard for it.

This is inconceivable!

- Gamer, I am Hawk Moth.

I'll help you win
the tournament of your life.

But, in return, you must help
me achieve my high score.

- Absolutely, Hawk Moth.
Game on!

Now they'll see who's the
greatest gamer in Paris.

- ♪

- Ah, training with Adrien.
Adrien!

- If all you wanted to do was
spend time with Adrien,

there are other ways to do that.

- What are you getting at?

- You know how much Max
wanted to be in that tournament.

He said he'd been training
for it all year.

- You're right. All I could
think about was Adrien.

Hey, Adrien's coming
to my house.

Adrien's coming!
To my house!

No, this is a total disaster!

I have to... clean my room!

- ♪

- What's what I've been
trying to tell you all along.

- No, this is not happening!

Calm down, Marinette.

You still have time.

It's not like he's gonna
show up this very minute.

Marinette,
someone's here to see you.

- Uh, c-c-c-coming!

- Marinette and I are finalists

in the Paris Ultimate Mega
Strike III Tournament.

- No way. Well, she did
learn from the best.

Tom style, booyah!

- Marinette never told
us about this tournament.

- We were just paired up today.

- You two are a pair, huh?
I'm not surprised.

Marinette talks a lot
about you, you know?

- Oh?
- Mom!

Ha. Ha. Come up, Adrien.

- Um, very nice to meet you.

Awww...

- Bye.
- I'll see you next week.

- Gamer, it's time to
get to the next level

and show everyone
that you're the best.

- No time like the present.

2nd MAN:

Oh!

- Sorry.
- No, you go.

I'll use
the other one.

- Your parents seem nice.
- Oh, yeah, they are.

But sometimes...

Sometimes what?

- Everything going good?

I thought just in case you
wanted something to eat...

- Uh, no, thanks, Papa.
We're training.

- Well, then, uh, maybe you
could use a few tips.

You know, dad style.
- Thanks, but no thanks.

Papa!

Sometimes my parents
can be a little nosy.

Hm...

Where were we?

- I'll be at Level II
in no time.

My skills are indisputable.

- ♪

- I am unstoppable.

- ♪

- Excellent!

Oh, wow, we won again...
Thanks to you.

Yeah, um, yes, we did.

- We? That was
practically all you.

You're amazing, Marinette.

I guess you wouldn't
even need me.

I'm so lame compared to you.

- Um... uh...
no, no, no. I...

No, you're so good.

I mean, I'm the one
who's not good.

I mean, um, I'm lucky,
that's all.

Anyone want cookies?

- Baked hot from the oven.
- Oh!

- Papa, we're trying
to work here.

Oh... oh...

- Uh, actually, you know what?

I've got a secret.
This is why I win.

- Are you messing with me?

- Try playing a match with it.

Mmmm...

- How about a delicious
salmon and spinach pie?

You can tell me what
you think of it.

- Uh, Marinette, a little snack
wouldn't hurt, would it?

- Uh...

I'm really sorry.

It's impossible to get anything
done with my parents around.

- It's okay.

I didn't know your dad
made such yummy pie.

- Oh, uh, I... yeah.
So, shall we go back?

- Let's see if it works.

Oh?

Tell me this is some
kind of publicity stunt

for the tournament.

- Well, well, Marinette.

Let's see who's
victorious this time.

- It doesn't look like
a publicity stunt to me.

Look out!

- Uh, we'd better
get outta here.

- ♪

Game over,
Marinette.

- How does he know my name?

Max!

- I guess he really did want
that spot in the tournament.

- It's time to transform.

Plagg, claws out!

- ♪

- Not yet. Here comes
a new challenger.

- Cat Noir! Hey, over here!

- ♪

- I heard Miss Video
Game Champ here

really ticked off
the final boss.

- Well, it doesn't
get him extra points

to go transforming everyone.

Hey, wait, Cat Noir!
- Huh?

- I left my friend
Adrien at the park.

He could be in danger.
We have to go back.

Uh, don't worry.
Adrien's not in danger.

He'll be fine.
You'll be safe here.

Just stay put. Don't worry.

Cat Noir will take
care of everything.

Arch leap and dual barrel roll!

- He's always
so over the top.

- If ever there was a game
to win, this is it.

Let's go!

- Tikki, spots on! Ha!

- ♪

- ♪

- Get away from here...
As far as you can!

Hurry!

- Hey, Tin Can, over here!

- My calculations indicate

that your system's
about to crash.

You're the one crashing... robot!

- He's a life-sized robot
from Ultimate Mega Strike.

- I know and it's
nearly at Level III.

IV is the highest level.

- Wait, you know that game?
- Duh! Of course.

- See? You and me.
It was meant to be.

- ♪

- Um, I think our problem just
got a whole lot bigger.

- Level III.

- If you want to be the most
powerful robot in the world,

you must capture Ladybug
and Cat Noir's miraculouses.

Then it really will
be "Game Over."

- Those miraculouses are mine!

- ♪

- We have to get him out of here

before he destroys all of Paris.

Oh!

The stadium!

- ♪

Where has clunky got to?

- att*ck the robot with
your cataclysm power.

It might be enough to shock him.

- My pleasure.
Two can play this game.

Cataclysm!

- ♪

Noooooo!

Smack down, Cat Noir!

- Cat Noir style.
Booyah!

Check out that loot.

- That's some crash, Gamer!

You've forgotten the rules.

I saved my last level.

- ♪

- Respawn!

- Oh, not the old
spawn point glitch again.

- Yeah, but did you see him push
that button on his glasses?

I bet the akuma's in there.

Ha, we've leveled up, too.

- Okay, but I've only
got a few minutes left.

I'll man it, you sh**t.
- Why do you get to man it?

- What do you say
we flip for it?

- Okay, you man it
and I'll fire.

- Look out!
Here he comes again.

- Don't let it go to your head.

Rocket boosters!

Huh?

- Round two, Gamer.

Pyra-missiles!

- Force field, Cat Noir!

- Got it. Force
field activated!

Cat saber.

Pyra-drill!

- This Gamer's way powerful.

He just took out
our force field.

- We're gonna have
to manage without.

Lady bombs!
- Laser wall!

Lady spin discs.

Punch!

Ear thunder!

- He's anticipating
all of our att*cks.

Watch out, Ladybug!

- Saber fire!

Today I shall be victorious!

- Control kick!

I am the strongest
player in the world!

- How are we supposed
to b*at him,

if we can't even catch him?

- We have to b*at him
harder and jam the system.

Cat spinning!

- Two can play the two-step.

- Show your back!
- Two can...

- We've gotta get
inside his cockpit.

- Go for it.
You're in charge.

- Take the controls, Cat Noir.
I'll be right back.

- You'll be right back?
Where are you going?

- It's just us two now, Gamer!

- What is this?

- Lucky charm!

- ♪

Huh? Graffiti? Spray paint?
Arts and crafts?

Hmph.

- ♪

- Bingo!

- ♪

You won't get away with this.

- Game over, Gamer.

Game's over for you, too, akuma.

- ♪

- Time to de-evilize!

- ♪

- Gotcha!

Bye-bye, little butterfly.

Miraculous, Ladybug!

- ♪

- What am I doing here?
- Pound it!

- Such pitiful insolence.

The moment you challenged me

was the moment
you sealed your fate.

This battle is not yet over.

So, remember,
the high score to b*at

is 245,000, so, gamers,
hit those consoles.

Game on!

- You bent over backwards
to be on the team

and now you wanna pull out?

- It's just that
I feel so bad for Max.

And, well, it just
wouldn't be right.

- You're doing the right thing.

But, honestly, it's not like

you get the chance to play
with Adrien every day.

- Max, I've thought
about this a lot and...

And now...

representing
Francoise-Dupont High School...

- Well, I think you should be
playing tonight, Max.

- What?
- Don't get me wrong.

I love gaming, but it's
not my heart and soul.

- This is your baby...
- Uh...

- It's your tournament, Max.

I don't wanna take
that away from you.

- Dudes, make up your minds.
They're waiting for you.

- I insist.
- I don't know how to thank you.

- By winning the
tournament with her.

- Huh?

- Go on, Marinette.

You're a hundred
times better than me.

You belong on the team.

Win the tournament
for the school.

I know you can do it.

- Go on, dudes,
they're waiting for you.

- Uh, no, uh... I...
Only with you?

- Go! Go!
- Let's show 'em who's gold.

- ♪

- ♪