"Come on, Father! We both know she's in Tibet, so go find her!" Gabriel Agreste pinched the bridge of his nose. "Son, we have already discussed this. I am not getting on a plane to go to Tibet."
Adrien scoweled. I have to think of something to get him to Tibet. He ran out of the room and went behind the door. "Psst. Plagg. Come out for a second." A very tired kwami slowly dragged itself out of Adrien's pocket. "What's up, kid?"
"I need to get Father to fly to Tibet to go look for Mom." Plagg gave him a confused look. Then he said, "Give me camembert, then we'll talk." Adrien groaned. "Are you always this hungry?" Adrien sighed and went to the kitchen. When he returned, Plague snatched the cheese from him and ate it ravenously.
"So," said Plagg with his mouth full, "What was it that you wanted my sagely advice on?" "Ok, so my mom has been missing for a year now, and I need to get my dad on a plane to go look for her."
"Kid, no."
"What??"
"You can't just send someone on a plane like that. Wait." Plagg examined Adrien. "How much sugar have you had lately?" Adrien sighed. "Plagg, I'm not crazy! Well, maybe this is a crazy idea but it might work!" "Well what do you plan to do? Knock him out with some sleeping pills and drag him onto a plane?" Adrien's eyes widened. "Plagg, you're a genius!!"
"Yeah, I know - wait kid you're not actually listening to me, right?" "You bet I am! C'mon, Plagg! We've got some work to do!"
"Aye aye aye..." groaned Plagg. Man I shouldn't give this kid any more ideas...
Adrien ran into his room and got on his computer. "Alright. Let's see...flights to Tibet..." Adrien was scrolling furiously. "AHA!"
"Adrien, is everything all right in there?" said a voice behind the door. "Yeah Nathalie, everything's fine!" Plagg glared at him. "Kid, you gotta calm down. And please forget everything I said about this thing." "Hmm...nope!" said Adrien. "Perfect! A flight to Tibet! Now I've gotta get his card...I'll be right back, Plagg." Adrien ran out of the room and raced to his father's room. He knocked just to be certain that he wasn't there, and then he opened the door.
"Aha!" he half-whispered half-yelled. He had found what he was looking for. His father's wallet.
