"What's going on here?" asked Marinette as she slowly entered the kitchen with a puzzled expression on her face. Adrien glanced at Marinette, and then looked back at Nathalie. For a moment there was nothing but silence between the three. So quiet that only the wind blowing outside could be heard. "Nothing, Marinette. Nathalie was just…warming up my lunch for me to eat before I head out with you, that's all." Adrien said with a sigh as he plopped back down onto his chair and leaned back against the backboard, crossing his arms. "Really?" asked Marinette. "Because it looked as though you two were fighting. You sure nothing's going on?" Adrien looked at Marinette with a cold blank expression on his face then turned his head towards Nathalie once more before casting his eyes down to his left.
Nathalie rolled her eyes and sighed as she stood up. "Marinette, would you like anything to eat?" The question caught Marinette off guard. She stared at Nathalie with a confused look on her face as her stomach started growling. "Um…yes?" Adrien sat up straight and once again picked up his fork so he could take a scoop of that lasagna. He shoved it into his mouth and chewed it quickly before digging in for another bite.
"I'll get you something from the fridge…that is…if that's okay with you, Ms. Marinette." Nathalie said as she made her way around the table and towards the fridge. She opened it and then looked at Marinette for an answer. Marinette still gave her a confused look. "Well, um. Okay. What do you have?" Nathalie smirked as she rose an eyebrow and reached for something in the fridge. She took out a plastic plate of spaghetti and meat balls covered in a plastic wrap and put it in front of Marinette's face. "Spaghetti and meat balls?" Marinette looked at the plate, then looked back at Nathalie and slowly nodded, giving a faint smile.
"Okay, I'll warm it up for you then." She went over to the microwave once again and opened the door, unwrapping the plate of food with one hand before placing it inside. She then closed the door and set the timer to 3 minutes. Marinette went over to the table and pulled out a chair so she could sit next to Adrien, who was practically finished with his lasagna by the time she joined him at the table. "Adrien…?" said Marinette. "What was going on in here? You never answered my question." Adrien covered his mouth and let out a short, guttural belch. "Ooh! Excuse me!" He said with his eyes widened as he blushed. He shut his eyes and shook his head and sighed. "It was nothing, Marinette. Honest."
"It didn't look like nothing." Marinette said with a smirk on her face.
"Well, it was nothing." said Adrien, with a hint of annoyance in his tone as he rolled his eyes. Marinette rose an eyebrow. "Well, okay then…fine. Be that way." She mumbled as she turned away from him and placed her arms on the table.
Nathalie pulled out the warm, steamy plate of spaghetti and placed it on the table in front of Marinette. Adrien eyes followed her arm as it swept by him once she brought it back to her side. "Thank you, Nathalie." said Marinette with a more gracious smile this time. She took a moment to stare at the meal, her nose tingling at the warm, fresh scent of the tomato sauce that was inviting her to dig in. She picked up a fork and twirled a section of the spaghetti and lifted it off the plate, then she stuffed it into her mouth. The oily, savory taste of the spaghetti was matched instantly by the tanginess of the slightly pasty but simultaneous smooth sauce. "Mm! So good!" Adrien looked on at the girl sitting next to him whose eyes sparkled as she was delving into her meal, exploring every content on her plate. He snickered at her when she turned to look at him and gave a faint smile with those stuffed cheeks of hers, then turned back to her meal. He then turned his head to look at Nathalie with suspicion. She hesitantly returned Adrien's glance, then looked away as she went over to the stove. She opened the cabinet door and took out a small box titled Tea Republic with a small caption under it saying Chamomile tea.
Adrien's stomach started making gurgling sounds as he grabbed it and groaned. All of a sudden, he could feel movement happening inside the pocket of his shirt and he looked inside to find Plagg munching down on a piece of camembert. Plagg looked up at Adrien who was blankly staring at him. "What's your problem?" Adrien's eyes widened as he gasped and looked back at Nathalie who was still brewing the tea. "Shhh! Quiet!" he whispered.
Nathalie's ears twitched. She turned around. "What was that?" Adrien looked at her nervously. "Uh, nothing, Nathalie. I just was talking to, uh…" He looked over at Marinette who was busy slurping in her spaghetti with tomato sauce all over her mouth. "…Marinette. I was talking to Marinette." Marinette looked up and snapped her head towards Adrien with her eyes widened, blinking. She looked at him like a befuddled deer staring at a car's headlights. "Wasn't I, Marinette?" asked Adrien. Marinette shifted her eyes from Nathalie to Adrien, whose eyes looked at her as if he was pleading for her to save him from embarrassment. Her eyes shifted to Nathalie and she gave nod and a sheepish smile as she squinted her eyes.
"Okay then." said Nathalie, turning back to the stove. Adrien bowed his head, letting out a sigh as he turned back to the table to finish the remaining bits of lasagna on his plate. But just as he picked up his fork and dug it under the piece of food on partly clear, plastic white plate, a piece of camembert cheese fell from his shirt pocket, bounced off his right leg, and landed on the black and white tiled floor, next to the sink that was by the stove. Plagg popped his head out from inside the shirt pocket and zipped out to fly down to the floor and grab it…and that was when Natalie's ears twitched once more and she felt a strange urge to turn around and look down at the floor.
There she saw him, a small black creature with big, lime green eyes and small, slit, black pupils, and tiny little paws holding the piece of camembert as he stared back at her nervously. "Plagg?" said Nathalie.
