1, 2 3, take my hand and come with me
Chat slid into the room, utilizing the slippery floor and his costume's less than stable footing.
Because you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine
"Kitty, what in the world are you doing?"
Marinette stood with her hands on her hips, watching her husband slide through the kitchen singing and dancing.
I say you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine
There was no music playing and he wasn't wearing any headphones so she wasn't quite sure where he was getting this ridiculous song from, but she enjoyed it a lot so she didn't try to stop him.
4,5,6, c'mon and get your kicks cause you don't need money when you look like that, do you honey
He was swaying his hips to the nonexistent beat while proudly made a fool of himself. Marinette kinda wished she could hear the song too and dance with him but she just watched on as he had fun.
Big black boots, long brown hair, you're so sweet with your get back stare
His mop of blonde hair banged to the words he sang, making them sound relentlessly shaky but somehow more full of excitement
"What- I don't even have- babe wha-"
Well I could see, you home with me, but you were with another man, Yeah!
She couldn't contain her giggles as he aggressively played the air guitar, not holding back, no care in the world.
I know we ain't got much to say before I let you get away yeah!
He flipped his head down once more before dramatically flinging it back up
I said, are you gonna be my girl?
Marinette was full blown laughing as he wiggled his shoulders and continued to shake and shimmy and him his way out of the room, basically crab walking to keep the ridiculous pose he had landed in at the end of that last line. She called after him once she finally stopped giggling
"What even were you singing you silly cat?"
He never answered her, just started singing the next verse at her from the other room. Presumably dancing just as goofily as he had been in front of her