Hello!! It's me again~ Here's a new chapter! I hope you like itt,
Adrien strolled back to his spot from the Dupain-Cheng Bakery. It felt weird. He knew how to speak, he knew how to read, from sneaking into Marinette's classes in the day.
Yet he could never put them to use. After all, he was...
Just a pathetic cat.
Adrien'd never knew the feeling of warmth. The tender feeling of being in Marinette's arms had been the best feeling he'd ever felt.
After his mother abandoned him as a little kitten. He'd never felt warmth until he met Marinette.
Yet, he couldn't speak to her. Because..
He was a cat.
All he could do was "meow", purr, and just cuddle in her arms.
He had always wanted to have her in his arms instead.
He wanted to be human.
Life was just boring as a cat. Sit in a box. Wait for it to rain. Wait for Marinette to come.
He wanted to repay Marinette's kindness, yet he could never do that.
"Oh, hello there, little cat," a hoarse voice said.
Who's that?
Adrien looked up to see an old man of about his 60s. He held a walking stick, struggling to move around.
"Oh, no!" the old man slipped, resulting in him sliding to the floor face first. The walking stick glided across the floor as the old man tried crawling to it, but to no avail.
I have to help him...
Adrien dashed forward, grasping the walking stick in his mouth as he struggled to pull it forward to the old man.
Heaving a sigh of relief, the old man gave a thankful grin. Yet there was a sense of surprise in his eyes. Maybe it was just because a cat helped him.
He must look down on me...
Adrien hung his head low as he climbed back into his box, getting ready to fall asleep.
"Little cat, would you like a chance..." the old man's voice had startled Adrien.
"To be human?" Adrien's eyes widened with a twinkle in it.
Did he hear it correctly? The old man was asking him if he wanted to be human?
He's face lit up as he felt overjoyed. He dashed out again and cuddled against the old man's legs, nodding his head furiously.
He loved cuddles. If it were what humans said, hugging?
But he couldn't hug anyone. He couldn't even catch his own tail.
"Very well," grinned the old man as he placed a ring in Adrien's paw.
"Magic will do," he continued.
The aura of light circled around Adrien as he grew, taller? His eyes widened and jaw dropped as he took a look at himself.
The whole world seemed different. And he was, looking downwards to the old man, instead of up!
"W-Wow..."
"I can talk!" he jumped for joy.
"May I know your name, young little cat?" the old man asked.
"My name is Adrien!" he beamed, examining himself.
"I'm so happy!" Adrien's excitement was beyond words. Nothing could express how relieved he felt.
"This is Plagg, Adrien, he'll be helping you adapt to human life," adviced the old man as he pointed to a little flying black cat.
"I-Is... W-What... W-What is that?!" Adrien exclaimed as his heart nearly stopped to see a flying black cat. It had, three whiskers? And it was even smaller than his "hands"!
"What is it, kid?" the cat spoke.
"You can talk?!" screamed the boy.
Yet, something else caught his eye. The old man had disappeared.
"I'm Plagg, kid. I'm your new friend," the creature rolled its eyes.
"F-Friend, what's a friend?" asked Adrien, cocking his head to the side.
"It's like. Hmm... Friends, talk to each other, laugh with each other... Hmm... Sometiems they hug each other," said Plagg.
"Hug? So i get to hug you?" asked the former cat.
"I guess so," shrugged Plagg as his jaw dropped. Adrien took the little creature into his arms to cuddle- no, hug.
Wandering around the city, Adrien could hear whispers from many humans.
"That guy's so hot!"
"Plagg?" asked Adrien.
"Yeah, kid?"
"What do they mean by "hot"? Their not touching me, so how do they know if I'm warm?"
Plagg face-palmed. The boy was so clueless.
"They mean you're handsome."
"H-Handsome?" asked Adrien.
"Yeah, handsome."
Adrien took a look in the nearest store's glass windows and saw in stead of him, a boy with emerald green eyes, flufff blonde hair. He had a strong build, a white overshirt and a black on under.
But for some reason, he couldn't care less if he were handsome or not. As long as he were human, it was okay.
The world outside his box was so big. The Eiffel Tower, which they called a tourist spot in France. The school he'd always go to.
It had all seemed smaller than he'd always see them as.
However, night soon fell. He had no where to go, he couldn't possibly sleep at where he was always at.
He seemed so lost.
"Plagg, where do I go?" asked Adrien.
"I don't know, but uh, do you wanna go to Master Fu's place?"
"Who's that-" Adrien was cut off by a voice.
"Hello there sweetie, are you alright?" It was a woman who looked a lot like Adrien. Her eyes reminded him of his, too.
She looked just like his mother.
"U-Um... I-I don't really have a place to go," spoke the blonde boy.
"How come?" asked the woman.
"I-I just don't... I don't have parents, or a family, or a home or a place to stayy, or a friend or a-" Adrien went on and on as Plagg pulled his ear and whispered, "You do have friends," as he rolled his eyes.
The pitiful look on his face maybe led to the woman saying what she said next.
"Would you like to stay with me and my husband for the night, then? It seems like it's going to rain.." the lady said.
Marinette must be nearby!
"U-Um... Okay?" the hesitation he gave gave the woman a disappointed expression.
"Are you afraid of me?" asked the woman.
"Nono... It's just that I've never spoke to many people before..." explained Adrien.
The house of the woman was big. Very very big. They had guards. Security. Helpers all around.
And only two people lived there?
"Growl..."
The sound of Adrien's stomach had startled the woman as she gave a warm smile.
"Are you hungry?" she asked.
He nodded, face red as a tomato as he continued looking around. There on the wall was a giant painting of that woman. Except, she was wearing a peacock dress.
"Here you go," the woman placed a plate of food on the table as Adrien stared.
It smells nice.
Yet, he didn't know how to use a "fork" or a "spoon"?
However, he grabbed the cutlery as if he were going to stab somebody.
"We hold it like this," the lady gave the warmest smile again as she demonstrated. Adrien struggled, but finally managed to do it.
"By the way, what is your name?" asked the lady.
"My name is Adrien."
His mouth was full.
He had never felt so filled in the stomach in his life.
This is the guest room, make yourself at home. Theres clothes in the bathroom if you need them.
"T-Thank you." he thanked.
He took a quick shower, and to his surprise, he had managed to do it without the help of Plagg.
Flopping onto the bed, he felt so comfortable.
"Are you sure you can trust them, Adrien?" asked Plagg.
"The lady is nice," Adrien replied.
Yet, before he knew it, he fell asleep.
What's next when Adrien has no where to go? Or maybe if the lady asks him to be a part of their family. Stay tuned for more! Leave a review, follow or fav!! Have a lovely day!!