#bugaboy

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Bugaboy and Lady noir...

adrien on his instagram:

"Kid, I'm startin' to want to accuse you of narcissism, but that'd require you to have better self-esteem.  Any self-esteem."   Plagg watches with a curiosity he won't admit to as Adrien rewinds the fight yet again.  It's been weeks but Plagg doesn't mind watching again himself.  

Even with their Miraculous swapped, his and Tikki's kids both did good.  Plagg isn't about to admit to the swell of pride he's got about that, either.

"I'm not watching myself, Plagg," Adrien says calmly, pausing the video for what might be the hundredth time, and then grinning at it in a way that-

“Gotcha Bugaboy”

Ladybug and Chat Noir sat on the Eiffel tower before they started patrol. Between them lay a paper bag, which had previously held a few croissants. But those had been eaten, mostly by Chat, who’s appetite-- to Ladybug’s astonishment-- seemed to know no bounds- he had inhaled several of the pastries right off the bat. Ladybug had laughed, brushing crumbs off her lap and booping him on the nose. It had been hard not to- he had been acting so cat-like, purring in delight and curling up. Even on the metal floor of the first level of the tower, he could get comfortable, and she marvelled at that.

“Chat, can I borrow your miraculous for a day? Ladybug asked suddenly, “I want to talk to your kwami and try something. Tikki can keep you company in the meantime.”

“Uh, sure Milady! Pulling your guardian privileges on me I see, haha.” There was no sentiment in Chat’s voice, though.

“Don’t worry, I’m not randomly taking your friend from you without reason, Kitty,” Ladybug assured him.

“I’m sure you aren’t. Well, Plagg can be quite the handful, so good luck!”

She laughed, “I’m sure I can take him. Not gonna say anything more than this to protect my identity, but I know how to deal with stubborn people.”

“What if there’s an akuma attack before we meet again?”

“Then you’ll get to be my Bugaboy again, won’t you?”

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