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When the ad for the game Neko Atsume popped up on Marinette's phone, she would have never guessed what would happen after downloading it.
The next day was on of the few days that Marinette actually arrived one time. As happy as Alya was to see her best friend on time, she found it rather strange that the girl was so focused on her designs. Even stranger was that they were all cat themed. Could her best friend have developed a crush on Chat Noir without her know? Now that simply won't do.
"Umm can you explain why you are designing cat themed clothes now?" Alya asked while giving her best friend a worried look.
"Because I just found this really cute game, it's called Neko Atsume and just look at Snowball with its cute red ball," said Marinette while taking out her phone to show Alya.
As Marinette continued to gush about the game and her planned designs, she fail to notice that she had gained the attention of her crush, Adrien Agreste. Having heard the mention of cat designs Adrien had begun to eavesdrop on the girls' conversation.
Nino, noticing where his best friend's attention lies leaned forward and whispered to him.
"Dude, you know if you want in on the girls conversation you have to say something."
"I'd rather not, Marinette clams up whenever I try to talk to her," replied Adrien also in a whisper before reaching for his bag to take out his school supplies. "Class is about to start anyway."
"Neko Atsume?" the boy thought to himself "It had cats in it so maybe I should check this game out."
Later that day right before heading to a photoshoot, Adrien downloaded the game so he would have something to do for fun during breaks.
Within moments of downloading he was hooked. He couldn't wait to talk to someone about this game and compare cats.
Only problem was that Nino showed no interest in the game, Chloe acted as if she was above "childish" phone games, Alya was too busy with the Ladyblog for games and the one person he did know who played was the person who could barely form two sentences around him.
But she could hold a conversation with Chat Noir.
"Hey, Plagg? How mad would you be if I transformed into Chat Noir for a reason besides saving Paris?"
"Depends on how much cheese you will give me afterwards," replied Plagg with a questioning glance.
"Alright then, Plagg claws out."