Camembert is the one for me!

                      “This is it. This is how I die. Harassment by a blob cat child.”

“Just need macaroons or cheese, cheese works too.”

                   “YOU. I will shove you back in the macaroon box!!”

“Give me some macaroons and I’ll quiet down.”

Humming softly she pulled away from the sink collecting a cup for herself, searching for the kind of tea what she wanted.

Now Plagg had two choices try to run or fake being a stuffed toy while sitting in the evil water. Knowing he’d not have the energy to get far he quickly settled in the water, trying to keep still as possible.

     And yet, despite Hiro’s remark, he was still paying small offerings of cheese and crackers to Plagg as they spoke. Plagg was the power source for the Black Cat Miraculous, after all, he deserved some sort of treat for the work he did–Hiro just wasn’t going to admit as much out loud.

“Rainbow of ribbons strewn all through your fluff.”

Usually though, when transformed, he couldn’t get a lock on the tracker. So he had to trust Plagg to bring his brother home.

“If you’ve never done the first idea you must. Seeing that kid barely be able to walk in a suit made of bubble wrap would be hilarious. It could also turn into a great stress reliever if we popped the bubbles before freeing him from his confines.” In all truth the Kwami just wanted to watch the teen have to waddle-walk while wearing the bubble wrap.

     “Y’know, for a magical, flying rat, you seem pretty reliant on other people feeding you.” Despite the comment, Hiro held up an offering of cheese on a cracker. As much as he was going to later regret the crumbs in his hair, he had his aunt’s inability to say ‘no’ to hungry felines.

“Also I think I deserve to be pampered sometimes, don’t tell me you’re not the same way some days.”

Hovering closer to a solid surface he sighed. “So you’ve had to deal with him for-- probably since he could walk?”

As the box opened up more than a fraction, she realized whatever it was inside the box was as large as her hand, and apparently no longer moving. Had she scared it? She narrowed her eyes and lifted her now rolled up notebook, having swapped it out from the book to her shoulder level, about ready to start smashing like crazy if she had to.  Once she opened the box completely and nearly brought the notebook down, she stopped at what she saw. A - well, it sort of looked like a cat. It was black, with green eyes, though laying perfectly still. She’d seen this act before, and her stomach dropped somewhat.                                    There was a Kwami in her macaroon box.  Not only that, it was a cat Kwami, two + two = this is chat’s Kwami.  He was in the school!? Was he okay? Was he hurt? Why was his Kwami covered in macaroon crumbs? Also, where did all her macaroons go!? She felt panic settling in and immediately scooped up the little being, using her jacket for cover as she stood and started on her way out the door toward a quieter part of the school away from the other classmates.  “What are you doing here? Is something wrong?” she whispered quietly, cupping her hands around the larger Kwami and frowning in concern. Surely there was an important reason for the Chat Noir Kwami to be there! … Right?

“You seem to know who I am but that could mean you want me for my great power. Most people would have been fooled by the act I pulled.”

The heroine landed on the rooftop, detransforming quickly as so no one would see her. Thank goodness. She leaned against the railing letting out a soft sigh as she began to relax. “Talk about a busy day… Ugh.” She murmured to herself as she pushed off the railing, her hand picking up the tea kettle. Tea sounded like a good idea right now. Least then she could unwind before homework.

He was still worried about Adrien but there was not much he could do without energy.

AND THIS IS TOO CUTE.

Adrien now knows not to leave any unattended coffee mugs around his room

I want a Tikki and Plagg reunion, thanks. (available on redbubble)