I will be posting chapters 5 and 6 today.

Something recently happened to me and I'm not sure if I'll be able to write for a little while...

(Adopt) to choose or take as one's own; make one's own by selection or assent:

Adrien's POV

"So why are you blindfolding me again?" I ask nervously.

"It's a secret," she giggles.

I shift uncomfortably in my seat. One of Mari's hands comes to rest on my thigh. "Calm down Adrien, It's nothing bad ok? I think you're really going to enjoy this."

"Enjoy what?" I question.

"If I told you that then I'd be ruining the surprise!"

"I hate surprises…" I grumble.

The car takes a few more turns before I can feel Marinette backing into a parking space.

"I'll come around to help you out in a sec ok?"

Moments later my door opens and Marinette takes my hand.

"Watch your step ok?" she reminds me as she leads me through a shop door. I'm hit with the scent of fur and a chorus of barks and meows.

I pull off my blindfold and I realize I'm surrounded by tiny furry animals separated by short walls or fences.

I turn to Marinette with a look of shock and confusion and she just walks up to the front counter with a smile and beckons me forward.

"Hi, welcome to the northside Parisian animal adoption center! My name is Becca, how can I help you?" Asks a thin mousy brown haired girl from behind the front counter.

Marinette's smile brightens. "We're here to adopt a kitten, I brought all the required documents and I was hoping my roommate could have a look around?"

"Sure! Our kittens are kept in the play areas on the right. Once you pick out the perfect kitty we can go ahead and start on the paperwork!"

I stare at Marinette for a moment with a grin so large it practically doesn't fit on my face.

"I'm so happy I could-" I stop myself mid sentence.

I'm so happy I could kiss you.

"Could what?" Marinette asks unknowingly.

"Uh… I'm so happy I could cry." I say a bit unenthusiastically.

Marinette's smile softens, "Don't cry, this is a happy day ok? Now lets go pick out a kitten!"

We head over to a group of kittens and Marinette and I step inside the fence. The tiny little fluff beans were all either playing or napping. I head over to a little kitty hut and the tiniest little black kitten I had ever seen scampers out of the hut and launches itself onto my shoe lace and ferociously attacks.

I burst into bright laughter as the kitten plays.

When I reach down to poke at the small creature it wraps its tiny body around my finger and nibbles on it for a moment or two before climbing up my pant leg.

I snatch the tiny fur ball off my leg and cradle them in my arms. I stroke their forehead with my finger and the kitten turns into a puddle of purrs in my hands. Eventually it falls asleep.

Becca walks up to us with a bright smile. "I've never seen him so social before. Usually he doesn't come anywhere near people unless they have cheese treats."

"Cheese?" I ask.

"Ohh, he loves it! He's a weird little kitten." Becca admits.

Marinette giggles next to me. "Sounds like he's perfect for you, Adrien. What's his name?"

"Ohh, one of the workers here named him Plagg."

Marinette laughs. "Weird name for a weird kitty."

"I think he's perfect. When can we bring him home?"

"As soon as we get the adoption paperwork filled out!"