PS. Chapter Word Count: 523

PSS. Sorry for the wait and thanks for the support and advice! :D

PSSS. guest whom I can't PM too: I know, in all my stories (unless necessary for the plot) I make Plagg actually show he cares for Adrien, he does but he never show it in cannon except a few instances like feast, puppeteer 2, and even stormy weather 2! :D

Adrien's fingers brushed over the keys as he wrote, The axe hit it's target head on. The boy had gotten into writing over the past couple of weeks he'd been quarantined. Is it something he'll do after he's no longer quarantined? No. Does it entertain him for the time being? Yes. The bull's eye had multiple dents in the middle. He enjoyed this more than piano, fencing, chinese, non existing photo shoots, and remote school wasn't very fun so it checked in his book.

Plagg also had a new hobby. Cheese sculpting! Was it stinky? Definitely. Did he care? No. He created silly characters, shapes, Tikki, cheese on a plate, and socks! Mainly shapes though. While he and Adrien were bored and looking online for hobbies, the little kwami saw 'Sculpting'. When nothing else (Other then things out of the question) he decided it would be fun if he did it with his precious babies. Luckily for Adrien, he ate them afterwards instead of saving it.

"What are you doing?" The cheese sculpture asked.

"Writing a story about warriors training for battle."

"Boring!" Plagg groaned, holding out the 'or' when talking.

Adrien brought up a new paragraph, "Whatever, Plagg."

The model's phone rang from his bed. Rolling his chair over, Adrien flopped on his bed, picked up his phone, and checked the caller ID. "Hey Dude!" he heard a voice greet him when he picked up.

"Hey Nino," The blond greeted as well.

"Whatcha doing?" The turtle asked his friend.

"Wrighting a story, you?"

"Man, Chris is driving me insane. I'll be in a mental facility after this!"

"Good luck with that."

Adrien heard his best friend doing some things around in his room, "I don't know if I should be happy for a sibling or what."

The newfound writer laughed at the joke, "I'd say your lucky."

"Hey!" Plagg hissed from the desk, "I'm better than any snotty child!" Adrien thanked kwami that kwamis couldn't be heard by technology.

"So you've gotten into writing?"

"Oh yeah, you in to any new hobbies?"

"I've been running every morning I guess, it's nice. Gotts get my exercise, you know? Sometimes Alya comes along, but most of the time I run a few laps around the park or my neighborhood," Nino admitted briefly before adding, "You should come along some times."

Adrien wagged his hand although he new his friend couldn't see him, "You know my dad."

"Come on, Dude," the exerciser expressed, singling out every word. "You gotta get exercise, it's important! Tell him it'll keep up your 'perfect figure' or something."

The forced model knew the DJ was doing air quotes around 'perfect figure' and appreciated his decency to tell he didn't enjoy modeling. "Thanks Nino, I'll try."

"I'm actually not kidding, you do actually need exercise."

"I know, I'm doing tabatas every other day."

"That's good."

Adrien nodded, "Yeah, yeah, I miss school. Zooming's kind of boring."

"Same, same Dude."

"Hey, do you want to play Among Us?"

Adrien heard his best friend shuffle around, probably going to his PC, "Sure!"

"M'kay," Adrien opened up the app on his phone, "Lets play!"

PS. Next chapter is gonna be focusing on mainly Plagg…

PSS. What do you want to see Adrien and Plagg do? I live for reviews, ideas, constructive criticism, etc.