Bumping fists together; the two of the SuperHeroes look at each other, eyes shut happily—with a smile on their faces that could never leave, each of their other fists on their hips. Not for long, beeping's came from the two heroes, pulling their fist back—gently placing a hand onto a earring; and lifting the leathered hand up, looking at the flashing dots. Both of the heroes eyes widen, looking back up at each other, nodding, understanding as if they communicated in their own minds.
The Brunette'd masked girl stepped back, taking a red-dotted yo-yo that was attached to her hip, off of the hip, and slipping her ring finger through a tiny hole that the yo-yo had attached to the string.
The black masked hero took out his staff, a smile never leaving his face as if he'd only wanted to stay for a few minutes longer, but sadly couldn't. Speaking with out a crack to his voice, charmingly.
"Hope to see you once more, Ladybug!"
His green emerald eyes gloomed at her, which caused his partner to step away more, her smile becoming fainted, not having enough time to chit-chat. In response, while throwing her yo-yo in the Mid-West section, and tugging, ready to jump away, she spoke clearly.
"Silly kitty, we will always see each other, ChatNoir," her voice stopped, looking ahead of her, the earring beeping once more. Stepping back, the brunette ran forward, holding onto her yo-yo, and jumping off of the rooftop they stood on swinging like a feather with no weight to it.
Not even saying goodbye—his eyes roamed down, along with his ears rallied down, sighing, soon facing the opposite direction his love life went, placing his staff down roughly, wrapping his leg around, and pressing the green paw that lit up—in the middle of his staff. Extending, and leaning forward, ChatNoir disappeared into the sun setting world, continuing to repeat the progress, every time the unlucky cat landed after a jump he made with his Staff. Arriving at a open window that was connected to a Mansion, without a word, he de-transformed into a human, before his ring that was on his ring finger could have ran out of battery.
A tiny black flying creature smoothly came out of the ring, floating, and appearing in front of the blonde hair owner, leaning forward with his green eyes closed, exhausted from the work that had occurred today. Opening his small mouth, yawning, with a scratchy voice coming out, "Ah, my poor stomach is aching! I will die soon if I do not have anything in my tiny poor stomach!"
Dramatically called the small Kwami.
The blonde hair boy shook his head, and smiled, walking past him, as he flew slowly behind him, impatiently waiting.
"Adrien! I can not go another five seconds!"
Grunting, and antagonized, arriving to a cabinet near his TV, actually below his TV, he opened the small door up, exposing canned up Camembert. Taking one out, Adrien opened up the can, with a round patch of cheese. The sent made the young boy gag, though, gladly the Kwami took the can out of Adriens hand, running off to the Models bed, back turned, and stuffing his face with the Stinky cheese.
Collapsing onto her bed, and her Kwami laying beside her after stuffing a full cookie into her mouth. The two look at each-other for a blank moment, until they bursted out with adorable giggles.
"Tikki, can you believe today, we faced Hawkmoth's akuma that looked like Chat Noir!"
"Marinette, you hit him in the head four times, are you sure he doesn't have a concussion?"
The Kwami, Tikki's voice squealed out with a laugh, flying/floating above the ground. Marinette chuckled, placing her hand behind her head, having a pink blush tint across her face, looking to the side, scratching her head, "Hey! I at least apologized!"
Before Tikki could have responded, she quickly hid, hearing a echo coming from below the ground, becoming more clearer when a short hair mother came up, opening a door that was connected onto the ground, and looking around.
The Brunette sat straight up, blinking, and looking at her mother with a nervous smile that could definitely blow off to be a normal smile, though she had to ask, "Yeah Ma-Ma? Do you need anything?"
Her mother looked around, then back at her, smiling, "Nothing dear, just thought I heard noise above here! You should get some rest, you have a awful busy day tomorrow!"
Marinette nodded quickly, taking off her flannel, revealing a designed white shirt, reaching over her bed, surely to not fall, and throw her flannel into the basket, making it in. Making a fist bump to herself, her mother chuckled, before sinking back down into the bakery, closing the small door, going to close down the bakery for the nights sunset.
Tikki came back out, from under the covers she hid, giggling and smiling, catching Marinettes attention quickly. Agreeing on sleep, Tikki flew down, going to turn off the light. Soon she came back, yawning, the room pitch black. Quickly did Marinettes' eyes flutter shut fast. No hesitation, the Kwami flew onto the Brunette's chest, resting softly. Dream soft, no nightmares.