Chat Noir and Ladybug were standing in the steel trap while the whip cream filled. "He's right, we're done for." Chat said as he kept punching the trap.

"Not yet we're not." Chat looked at Ladybug as if asking her her plan. It was a little unexpected. "You win Dark Owl!" She yelled. She walked over toward Chat Noir as he frowned at her. He thought that they were done for. That they were going to give up. He knew that she had a plan but, what they were about to do, that was different. Or what he was about to do. "Close your eyes and no peeking."

"I can't do this." He said as he tried to beg her not to do this. There had to be another way.

"Trust me, okay?" Trust. They always trusted each other. She backed away as she closed her eyes. He closed his eyes as well as he heard the words. "Spots off."

"Claws in." He he couldn't help himself. He had to...open his eyes.