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“Oh, my gosh, you’re too cute,” she cooed over them. “I can’t believe how cute you are together. Oh, we’re going to have to make this a regular thing.”
“Stop it! Adrien, make her stop it. I can’t stand it. This isn’t funny. I’m a magical being, not some little creature for her to dress up on a whim,” Plagg whined, zipping to his holder for protection.
Adrien fought back laughter, biting his lip. When he had enough control, he managed to say, “I think you look quite handsome. Mari did a great job on your little suit.”
Plagg shot him a death stare. “She made this for a hamster.”
“Yeah, but at least we match.” He struck a few poses, much to Marinette’s delight and Plagg’s growing horror. “Plus, Tikki will have a nice date, won’t you, Tik?”
The ladybug kwami floated over to him and nuzzled his cheek. “I certainly will. You do look handsome, Plagg.”
Still grumbling, Plagg tolerated the alterations Marinette wanted to make on his little outfit.
At one point, she leaned close to whisper, “Wait until you see our outfits. I think it’ll make up for enduring the little suit.”
He shot her a sourpuss expression that had Adrien biting his lip again. Laughter threatened to bubble out of him at the sight before him.
“Don’t worry, Plagg. I doubled my typical order of Camembert just for this event. I had a feeling you would need it.”
The little black cat zipped back to Adrien’s side, nuzzling his cheek and whispering how much Adrien had always been his favorite holder.
Another half hour passed before Marinette declared them ready. Gathering up a garment bag and a small accessory bag, she motioned for Tikki to follow her into the bathroom.
“We’ll be right back, you two.” She shot them both warning glares as she added, “Behave. I finally have this room the way I want it.”
“Yes, milady.”
“No promises, Spots.”
“Mess up this room, little cat, and you’ll find that suit is the least of your worries,” she promised before ducking into the bathroom and closing the door firmly behind her.
Plagg had the good sense to shake at her words. “She can’t possibly mean it, can she?”
“I don’t know. Mari’s pretty good at bringing about justice in her own creative way. I don’t think it’d be smart to test her after all the work she’s done in here since your last destructive mood.”
That brought a resounding shudder and brought out Plagg’s elusive angelic side, sitting on a table and merely looking around.
When the two emerged from the bathroom, both he and Plagg gasped.
Recovering first, he held out his hand to her and whispered, “Milady, you are breathtaking.”
“Thank you, Chaton.”
Her cheeks tinged a warm pink that had his flirtatious nature rearing its head, determined to make her blush throughout the entire premiere that evening.
“You’re pretty cute, Sugar Cube. The blue suits you.”
Tikki’s eyes widened as she glanced at Plagg. A soft giggle floated from her as she thanked him for the rare compliment.
“Shall we?” Adrien asked, offering his arm to Marinette.
Plagg mimicked him, escorting Tikki to the special purse designed specifically for them at Marinette’s hip.
Marinette took his arm, her smile genuine as she said, “We shall.”