I couldn't think of a good enough reason Multimouse would be used again since she told Chat Noir that she couldn't so I did this instead. Anyways, I think its cute.

Also, I love writing Plagg.

Day 3 – Multimouse & Adrien

"Why Plagg, why?" Adrien groaned. He had hid in one of the janitors closets he typically used to transform after he saw her.

"Oh, no. Please tell me there's not another Akuma," Plagg whined. "I hate transforming."

Adrien flips a bucket over in a makeshift seat. "I'm not making you transform yet. Did you not see her?"

"See who?" The bewildered kwami was clearly none too thrilled about being woken from his nap.

"Marinette," Adrien stated firmly, as if that should clear everything up.

Plagg gave Adrien a blank stare that lasted too long. "What about her?"

The blond let out an irritated sigh. "She had the…" He trailed off, motioning to his hair. "You know," Again, he gave Plagg the look. Why was Plagg being so difficult? Then again, Plagg was always difficult.

The kwami gave an exasperated groan. "Look, kid, I don't look at everyone every single day. I'm usually hiding so I'm not seen. You gotta tell me—"

"ShewaswearingtheMultimousebuns," Adrien exhaled feeling as though a weight had been lifted off his chest.

"Huh?"

Adrien caught his breath. "Marinette came to school today wearing her hair like she did when she was Multimouse."

"And..?"

"And," Adrien scoffed, "She looks nice, I guess."

Adrien looked over to see Plagg giving him the most bewildered expression. "You mean to tell me," Adrien gulped. "You mean to tell me you woke me up in the middle of a beautifully delicious dream about cheese to freak out about a girl who's apparently 'just a friend' all because she wore her hair differently?"

Adrien winced. It sounded pretty pathetic when he put it that way. "I'm… Sorry..?" Adrien offered sheepishly.

"Don't be sorry, kid." Plagg held up his hands and sighed, seemingly resigning himself. "Go ahead and talk about her."

"What?"

"Look, you obviously want to talk about all of this, so let's talk. C'mon, let it all out. I want to get back to that dream."

Stunned, Adrien shook his head. "Ok…" He was so nervous. He'd never talked about feelings to anyone besides Plagg, and it had only ever been about Ladybug before. "I…" He started. Why was this so hard? "I enjoy talking to her?"

"Mhmm. Mhmm. Go on." Plagg encouraged.

"She's a really kind person," Plagg nodded in agreement and Adrien felt emboldened. "She smells nice. She's beautiful. She makes me laugh. She likes my jokes. She's very pretty. I feel comfortable when I'm around her. She's such a great friend to me and to everyone in our class. She's brave and encouraging. She was so resourceful as Multimouse and she definitely should be given a miraculous again." He smiled. "She really is our everyday Ladybug."

Adrien reveled in this thought for a while before Plagg's laughter brought him to reality.

"What?" Adrien demanded.

Plagg worked to catch his breath. "Nothing. It just looks like you're playing a game of Chat and Mouse."

"Ha ha, very funny." Adrien rolled his eyes at the pun before realizing the implications. "Wait, what do you mean?"

"I mean," Plagg managed between fits of laughter. "It seems like you are falling in love with the Mouse!"

"WHAT?" Adrien's eyes were about to fly out of his head. "I am not."

"Yeah, ok kid." Plagg wiped a tear from his eye. "First, you called her 'hot' in class when she was wearing your clothes—"

"They were NOT my clothes—"

"Second, you watched her sleeping for almost 5 whole minutes—"

"That makes me sound like a creep—"

"You were staring at her the way I stare at a slice of camembert that's been maturing for a long time—"

"Don't compare that to staring at cheese—"

"Thirdly, you woke me up from the best dream I've had in a long time to tell me that she changed her hair."

Adrien raised his hand to interject, but he had nothing to say. Plagg was right.

"And after all that, you gave me an entire monologue about how great she is." Plagg gagged. "You better hope she's just as sappy as you are."

All Adrien could do was stare. "But I'm in love with Ladybug," He argued weekly.

Plagg huffed. "Whatever you say, kiddo. Anyway, the bell just rang. I think your study period is over."

Adrien blinked. How could he be in love with Marinette if he was in love with Ladybug? Wouldn't that be cheating? How could he trust himself to be faithful to either of them if he had feelings for both? Then again, Ladybug would probably be happy to have Chat Noir out of her hair. But if he pursued one, would his feelings for the other ever truly dissapear?

Adrien shook himself out of his thoughts and hoisted his bag. He didn't have time to digest everything Plagg had dropped on him. He had to push them off to the side for the rest of the day. After all, he had a photoshoot after fencing practice. Yes, he had to deal with all of that later.

Yeah, he wasn't going to get any sleep tonight.