Justice For Plagg

Landing gracefully into his room, Chat Noir let the bright green light swallow him, and in no matter of second instead of the black leather clad superhero, there stood a scrawny teenage boy whose face adored every corner of Paris.

A small black blur zoomed out from the now silver ring that the boy was always wearing, stopping in front of the blonde, the tiny creature let out a huge tired yawn putting his small sharp teeth on display.

The sulky expression on the teen face caught his attention.

"This is the third time this week kid, you ask the girl on a date, write her sappy love poems, romantic dantic stuff, girl  turns you down, and you act depressed for the next day" The cat look alike huffed impatiently, he had tried to not fuss about it before but the kid was seriously testing his almost nonexistent patience. 

Plus, he kept on forgetting to order him more camembert.

"You simply don't understand Plagg" Adrien groaned miserably, falling face first onto his white pillows. 

Plagg snorted and thought he looked like one of those Disney princesses, flopping down on their beds and sobbing their eyes out.

"Of course" he remarked sarcastically "It's not as if I'm thousands of years old, and witnessed the history of romance" 

The model simply buried his face deeper into his pillows, his muffled groan making Plagg's cat ears twitch in annoyance.

Plagg muttered something about how 'kids were so much less dramatic back then' and seconds later the small creature found himself sitting in one of Adrien's many cabinets, enjoying the big wheel of camembert that sat in front of him. 

Of course, at the very moment Plagg was about to happily sink his teeth into the lovely cheese, the kid decided to slam the door open, determination shining in his face, some paper in his hand and Plagg almost screamed in frustration.

He wondered what he had done to Fu, for the old man to give him to such a romantic fool, who was obsessed with a girl in a ladybug suit, who was right in front of his face but the kid was to oblivious to notice .

Now of course he loved the kid, he loved all of his kittens, his chosens in the past thousands of years although he probably would never say that aloud. It was for them to figure out and know.

But this one, this one was getting on his nerves.

Plagg silently came up with a conclusion that maybe the old man still hadn't forgiven him for eating all the cheese supply that Fu had stored for the winter. The old man was playing with him now, making him suffer by handing him to a lovey dovey child.

He briefly wondered if Tikkis chosen was like this too. Probably. Definitely.

But were Trixxs chosens like this? He doubted that, Trixxs chosens were too mischievous, too curious, too sly, but never heart eyes for a girl in a polka dot suit.

Plagg had to envy him for that.

Before he knew it he was getting sucked into the silver ring, for the second time today!

'What was the kid doing now?'