Whiskers on Kittens -- (ML)

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Adrien Agreste stared at his face in the mirror for a minute, before letting out a loud groan. Plagg cackled. "Kid, that girl really is hilarious! I like her!"

"I do too." Adrien agreed "But this is kind of ridiculous! I can't go to school like this!"

"Sure you can." Plagg grinned, throwing a piece of cheese into the air, swallowing it whole.

"But people will see!" Adrien cried dramatically, falling against the mirror. The black lines drawn on his cheeks were going to be a dead giveaway for his secret superhero life, to anyone that knew of Chat Noir's existence (that is, everyone in Paris)

"So?" Plagg shrugged.

"What if Ladybug goes to our school? What if she is in my class?! What if she finds out who I am?"

"It's not the end of the world;" Plagg sighed, whizzing through the air to rest on the blond teen's head. "I mean, the worst that can happen is other people recognise you, Hawkmoth finds out who you are, it puts your friends and family in danger, he starts targeting your civilian self, you have to give up your miraculous, and then he make you suffer through a fate worse than death and—"

Adrien slammed his head against the mirror.

"Okay, it's pretty bad;' The Kwami admitted with a sigh "Maybe you could pass it off that you have a video channel or something and it was a challenge someone sent in."

"That won't work.... unless I actually set up a channel to prove it."

"Nah, too much effort," Plagg complained, slipping down to rest in front of his companion.

"Then what excuse works? Photo shoots?"

"Wow, you really are the worst at coming up with ideas." The black cat-being floated up into the air again, tail whipping from side to side. "Come on- you don't want to be late for school."

"B-but what about Natalie and Father?" Adrien asked, turning to watch his Kwami.

"When do they ever see you in the morning anyway?"

"....You're right..." Adrien frowned, brow creasing.

"Ah," Plagg faltered "I'm sorry kid, I didn't mean it-"

"It's fine. Come on, we should go." The boy sighed, holding open his jacket. The cat-like creature whizzed into hiding, and as soon as he was settled Adrien exited the bathroom. He grabbed his satchel, before pausing and quickly scanning his room. Quickly he grabbed the blue scarf off the back of his couch, winding it around his neck, effectively hiding the lower whiskers.

Nodding in bare satisfaction, he turned to cross his room once more, bag dangling off his shoulder.

Reaching the door, he stood there silently, hand hovering before the handle.

"Hey, what's the hold-up?" Plagg groaned, head popping out.

"Gorilla." Adrien said simply, and Plagg scoffed.

"Like he'd notice."

"He notices everything." He protested "It's his job."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuurrrgh." The Kwami sighed loudly, flying out to head-butt the boy. "Look kid, what do you want to do about it?"

Adrien looked pointedly at him.

"No."

"Plagg."

"No."

"Plagg."

"No!"

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Chat Noir jumped over the rooftops, making sure to stay out of line of the civilian's line of sight, leaping from place to place and ducking out of view. He reached the corner the school sat on and ducked around an alleyway, checking several times that the coast was clear.