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The Traveling Chat
MariChat May Day 21: The Chat Noir Doll


"Have you seen Chat's new Instagram?"

It was a perfect spring day for enjoying fast food outdoors. Marinette, chewing a mouthful of French fries, frowned across the table at Alya before swallowing. "Chat has a new Instagram? I swear, he never tells me anything."

"It's because you don't approve of his shenanigans," Alya said. "That's a direct quote, by the way." She handed Marinette her phone.

The account name was chatonnoir, and every single photo starred the Chat Noir doll Marinette had sewn and—against her better judgment—let Chat borrow. Apparently, the doll had a very active superhero life of its own. One image showed it atop the Eiffel Tower watching the sun set. The caption read, all in a day's work.

"I want to say I can't believe this, but I can," Marinette said.

Alya pointed her drink at the phone. "Keep going. It gets pretty ridiculous."

There was a photo of the doll with a butterfly perched on its head. The doll floating on an inflatable chair in the middle of Le Grand Paris' rooftop swimming pool. The doll at a bus stop, sitting upright between two other waiting people.

"Is that Adrien?" Marinette shrieked.

Sure enough, there was close-up of the doll leaning against Adrien's face, its hands pressed to its cheeks. Met supermodel Adrien Agreste today! kyaaaaaa! read the caption.

"Yup," Alya said. "That doll got to first base before you did."