Mon Amour // Cat Noir

11

Cube sat on my shoulder as I flipped through the channels on my tv.
"-Tundra, if you're out there, we would like you to be a judge for today's food challenged."

Huh? What the hell? I look at Cube. "Do I really have to?"
"-your presence of most urgent."

"It's not even danger," I whine. Today is supposed to be a chill weekend day. "Fine."

I get up and clean off my clothes, but it didn't even matter. "Wings out!" Yup, yup, yup. My suit was on in a blur and I flew out to the hotel.

Once I entered, the paparazzi that bombarded me with questions was silenced. I let out a breath. It's nice to be recognized, but jeez people, you're giving me a headache.

I noticed Adrien, Marinette, and Chloe are also here. It looks like Marinette went off on Chloe. I snort just thinking about it. Oh, the tea.

"Oh, Tundra!" I peeled Chloe off of me and sat at the judges table. "So, what do I do?"
"You're going to have a taste of the different meals and rate them all."
I nod.

Sound simple enough. Plus, I get food.
"It is time to determine the fate of the famous Celestial Soup."

I take a whiff. It's a pretty purple color with a small purple flower in the middle. Looks promising.

I fold my wings back and take a scoop. As it goes into my mouth I choke and spit it out. It's disgusting!

It taste like a mix of a ton of pepper and salt and...watermelon? Overall it was terrible, nothing what Cheng Sifu could ever make. This was definitely sabotaged.

I cough and hit my chest a couple of times, trying to get rid of the burn my throat was feeling, the other judges doing the same.

As everyone gives it a bad score, they look at me. "This is terrible, but it's nothing of what Cheng Sifu could make. I believe it was sabotaged so I give it a ten."

I excuse myself to go into the bathroom. As I rinse my mouth out, Marinette walks in. "What did the others mean it was bad?" She seemed really sad. I think she's related to Cheng.

"I'm sorry, but it didn't taste right. Like I said, someone put something else in it." She nods and slowly leaves the room.

I begin to feel a bit light headed and sway. Damn, what was in that soup? "Rest easy," I say and change out of my suit. It allowed me to breathe but I still felt sick.

I collapsed the second I exited the bathroom.
"(Y/n)?!" Adrien ran over and and picked me up. "Are you alright?"

I waved him off. Something was very wrong with that soup. "I'm fine." I tried to get out of his grip, but couldn't. He's got strong arms.

"Here," he whispered, more to himself and brought us into a private room. "You need to lay down."

Seeing as I wouldn't stay down, he laid next to me and wrapped an arm around me. "Rest." Damn, my stubborn self, but he was comfortable so I stayed.

My eyes closed and my breaths evened.

"Argh!" My gut begin to gather extreme pain. What the hell did they put in that soup?! "Adrien!" He woke up with a jump. 

He stared worryingly at me as I grabbed my aching stomach. "Go to the other judges." I squeezed my eyes shut. "And see if they're okay."

"What about you?" He placed his arms in my shoulders. I am fine..not really, but he didn't have to know that. "Go!" He reluctantly ran out. I felt as if I was being controlled and fought against it, winning.