As he soared from rooftop to rooftop, chat couldn’t help but smile. His smile widening with each jump, he occasionally ran between walls before leaping out and extending his baton. He made quick work of this path till he stood atop the Eiffel Tower. He breathed in the air, his heart barely starting to race. If it were another night ladybug might have been there waiting for him. The smile on her face from watching him jump about the city. God how he loved that smile. Some days he took longer; making over the top flips, twists, and spins if only to see her roll her eyes at him when he arrived. For now though he had to settle on doing his job, of course he’d gotten off easy and finished his homework in class earlier that day; but he still had school in the morning and being up too late would cause him to sleep in again.

       Taking one last look out over the city, the moon reflected in the Seine below Chat took a few steps before diving off the edge. It was pure bliss, letting his senses take over Chat extended his baton and continued his patrol of the city. His eyes watching and ears open as he passed over top of people below. Some surprised by the soaring boy, others whistling and waving as he passed. Nothing seemed out of place, it was still a weekday so much of the night life was much mellower. So Chat just kept a lookout for anything, three times already that month he had to step in on fights; but tonight all seemed calm.

       As he ran Chat could see Juleka waving goodbye to Roses as she stepped out into the street. Changing his path only slightly to keep an eye on the girl as she made her way home. Continuing on he focused again on his mission following what path felt easiest to him. unbeknownst to him Chat quickly found himself overlooking the park, The Dupain-Cheng Bakery across from him. From where he was he could just make out a light atop the small building. Curious Chat made his way around till he could see it fully. His night vision giving clear indication to what had happened. Atop the bakery roof Marinette lie asleep in a chair, a sketch book upon her lap. A small lamp giving light to her frame sat upon the small table next to her, Chat smiled. His friend was such a hard worker, she always seemed to be trying to improve her skills as a designer, but it seemed this time sleep had won out. Shaking his head Chat quietly crossed the street before settling down upon the roof.

His landing hadn’t seem to disturb the resting girl her breath clear and even, till suddenly she threw her hands up with a scream,“I can’t do this!”  

Chat let out a startled yelp as he fell back. Marinette jolted upright, grabbing her sketch book defensively till her eyes adjusted, a look of confusion crossing her face as she looked at the cat suited boy clutching his heart with one hand and the banister with the other.