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“COLD. AND IT GOT IN MY EYE!” Plagg cried. He furiously shook his head to rid of the cold water and flying into Adrien's jacket. He nestled himself closing his eyes in contentedness. Between the jacket and the warmth, Adrien radiated Plagg warmed himself back up in no time.
Adrien chuckled. “You know you're supposed to catch the snowflakes with your tongue, not your eyes.” He tilted his head back and catching one with his tongue. He and Plagg had been outside on the balcony for ten minutes making attempts to catch snowflakes.
Plagg insisting he could catch the most.
“Haha, very funny. For your information I was. It's not my fault the snow decided to attack my eye.” He sniffed. Thwacking Adrien on the side with his tiny paw. Adrien didn't feel it.
“Snow can't attack you, Plagg.”
“Glaciator if you remember.”
Adrien looked down at Plagg. Raising an eyebrow. “He was made of ice cream,” he commented.
“Frozer then.”
“Power of ice, not snow powers.”
“Ice, snow, ice cream, they're all the same to me! Cold!”
Adrien rolled his eyes as he leaned back against his chair. A smile on his face.
An eye cracked open from Plagg. “Why do you like this stuff anyways? All it does is make you cold and wet, and you can't eat cheese when you catch a cold.” He peered up at Adrien waiting for an answer.
“Snow isn't always so bad, Plagg. You can build things with it like snowmen, snow angels, forts, even sculptures!” Listing off the snow activities with his fingers Adrien continued, “Oh! And snowball fights and sledding with friends!” Adrien gleefully said. Recalling the events earlier of playing in the snow with his friends.
Kim and Alix had a battle of stuffing snow in each other's jackets. Unfortunately, Marinette got caught in the crossfire and got snow shoved down her jacket. The poor girl squealed and shivered.
Immediately the battle deceased and the two apologized to Marinette. Who shivered and waved it off as nothing. But the group had decided to end the day to allow everyone to go home and warm up.
“Your poor friend the baker's daughter got caught in the battle,” Plagg commented. He snuggled closer to Adrien, soaking up as much warmth as he could to allow himself outside a little longer.
“Marinette? Yeah, both Kim and Alix apologized to her. It was an accident.” Adrien frowned. “I should text her later and check on how she's doing. Make sure she isn't getting a cold. It was nice to see her and everyone today. I had a lot of fun.”
He and Marinette made a snowman together. She had run back to the bakery to pick up supplies. They managed to get a selfie together with the snowman. He made the photo his phone screen. Rosy cheeks and noses, with huge smiles. Arms in a side hug.
Plagg smirked. He had no intention of commenting on the closeness of him and Marinette as of late. He would let his kitten stew. In the meantime, however; “Heat of the battle. Reminds me of a certain kitten too.” Letting out a cackle when Adrien cried out “Hey!”
“Rude.” Adrien pouted. Crossing his arms careful not to squish Plagg and lifting his nose away.
“Eh,” Plagg lazily waved a paw, “you know I love you, kid.”
Eyes softening Adrien smiled as he cupped Plagg in one hand. “I love you too, Plagg. Thank you for always being there for me. I wouldn't change a thing and I'm so happy to have met you and be able to be Chat Noir alongside Ladybug.” Nuzzling Plagg as the tiny black kwami released a purr.
The kwami continued to stay by his side. Plagg did his best for Adrien, cheering him up as he thought best for his chosen.
Adrien held Plagg closed softly stroking his ear, the two sitting in comfortable silence watching the snowfall upon Paris. Between the lights and the snow, the image it painted was beautiful and Adrien never grew tired of seeing it each year.
“Hey, Adrien?”
A hum. “Yeah, Plagg?”
“You think tomorrow you and I could build a snowman together?” The kwami answered.
“Tomorrow we can build however many snowmen you want, buddy,” Adrien said. Setting Plagg on his shoulder. “We'll have to find you a hat or some type of fabric to keep you warm. Maybe I can commission Marinette, say it was for a pet hamster.” He leaned against his hand.
Plagg sat up, rubbing his paws together. “Good, because I want to make a snow Gabriel and cataclysm him.”
“Plagg!” A groan heard from Adrien. “I'm happy you care and all but-”
“You said I couldn't cataclysm the real one. Take it or leave it,” Plagg said, crossing his arms. Staring at Adrien intently. Eyebrow raised daring him to defy the kwami of destruction. Though said kwami of destruction obeyed the rule no cataclysms aimed towards Gabriel Agreste. The man deserved it.
Sensing a losing battle Adrien sighed. “Fine, but only one. And I mean one, Plagg.” Eyeing Plagg who giddily bounced. Oh, Plagg couldn't wait for this.
A glance at his phone told Adrien it was nearing eight at night. He should head inside and start warming up. Standing from his chair Adrien stretched his arms up. Plagg floating beside him waiting.
“How about we head inside and I can get us some cheese and hot cocoa to warm us up? Sound good.”
Releasing a giant 'whoop!'. Plagg twirled cheerfully, floating back down near Adrien's face. Tiny paws placed themselves on Adrien's face.
“That's the best idea I've heard all day, let's go!! My precious cheese!” He cried happily, phasing through the sliding door.
Adrien blinked chuckling and shaking his head following his kwami inside. Opening the sliding door and stepping into warmth.
“Hey, Plagg? Maybe we can make so cheese shaped snowflakes!”