To say Nino had been surprised to hear something moving around in his bag during class would be an understatement, he had completely freaked out. He had shot up out of his seat, making it half way to the classroom's door before he even uttered the first word in asking to use the restroom, too out of it to wait for an answer.

Nino slammed the restroom door behind him, panting slightly as he kneeled down to flip open the flap on his bag. Out of all the things the DJ had been expecting; a mouse, a tribble (he'd been watching a lot of Star Trek), a small monster from the fourth dimension. A black cat with a weirdly large head currently eating the cheese sandwich he'd brought for lunch was not one of them. "Well hey there little guy. How did you get in my bag?"

The little cat froze, pausing mid bite to look up at Nino with its mouth still open wide. "Um, meow?" Nino's brows drew together in confusion.

"Why did that meow sound like it came out as a question?" The black cat shrugged. "You just shrugged. Can you understand me?" The cat let out a sigh.

"Yeah, I can understand you." Nino jerked back because the weird big headed cat had just spoke to him, in French. "Hey kid, don't freak out on me now. The only reason I'm talking to you is because I need you to promise me you won't tell anyone that I was in your bag. I'm Plagg, a kwami, the god that lets Chat Noir transform into Chat Noir. Hence why you can't tell anyone about me."

Nino was now the one with his mouth hanging open, staring at the "kwami" until he began to clap his paws at the DJ to break him out of his state of bewilderment. Shaking the shock out of his head, Nino grinned. "No problem little dude, your secret is safe with me. I have one question though, why are you eating my cheese sandwich?"

Plagg chuckled. "Your first question for the literal god of destruction is about food. I knew there was a reason that I'd like you kid."

"Well, you look like a black cat so I'm pretty sure you're telling the truth about your part in causing Chat Noir to become Chat Noir. I'm also pretty sure you wouldn't be able to answer any questions that I have about you or Chat Noir since I've read enough comic books to know that secret identities are a thing for a reason." Nino shrugged. "I think my only other question would be if you'll safely be able to get back to Chat?"

Plagg looked at Nino. If he had to name the look on the kwami's face it would be impressed. "Wow, I can honestly say that I'm surprised. I've impulsively revealed myself to a lot of people over the centuries and I've never had someone not ask a ton of questions, the first always being who Chat Noir is. You're cooler than I thought Nino. Oh, and to answer your first question, my food of choice is camembert cheese but Chat Noir forgot to bring some with him today and I got hungry." Plagg shrugged his tiny cat shoulders. It was pretty adorable and Nino had to stop himself from cooing at the gesture. Something told him it would place him on Plagg's bad side. "This cheese sandwich was calling my name from your bag so I sneaked in. Which leads me to answer your second question. Yes, I'll be able to sneak back into my kitten's bag as easily as I sneaked into yours."

The only reason Nino didn't coo at Plagg calling Chat Noir his "kitten" was the loss of his sandwich. "I'm going to be honest, I'll a little upset you ate my sandwich but I'd rather have Chat Noir able to transform if there's an akuma than me eating a cheese sandwich I threw together this morning. I'll start bringing an extra sandwich just encase he forgets again. Sound good?" Nino smiled at the little cat kwami.

"Thanks Nino, I appreciate that. Sorry for just eating your sandwich like that, sometimes my stomach doesn't let me think things through." It was obvious Plagg genuinely felt bad about eating Nino's lunch.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I'll just see if my friends want to go to lunch. Now, I should probably get back to class." Plagg gave Nino what he assumed was a thumbs up while taking a large bite of sandwich. He closed the top of his bag and stood up, walking to the door. Nino paused, reopening his bag for a moment. "One more question, what's so great about camembert? I've never tried it."

Plagg choked on the bite he'd just taken, coughing for a moment to dislodge the piece of sandwich containing inferior cheese. "You've never had camembert?! Oh, you poor soul. It's everything that's good in the world."

"Okay, I'll have to try it at some point." Nino laughed, closing his bag back up and exiting the bathroom.

The whole class shot him an odd look after taking so long in the restroom, without there being an akuma, but it didn't matter to Nino. He'd enjoyed his very, very weird conversation with Chat Noir's kwami.

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The next day Nino heard rustling in his bag for a few moments before it went silent. He waited until the teacher's back was turned before lifting the flap slightly and peeking in. Inside he found a round tin of camembert with a sticky note that said, 'Thanks for letting me eat your lunch yesterday.' Nino chuckled.

Adrien's reaction when Nino pulled out the cheese at lunch had been hilarious. Even if Nino had ended up hating the cheese, the blond's loud groan would have been worth it. The cheese had been good though, really good.