Even though he inadvertantly caused Roger to be akumatized, Plagg can't seem to avoid getting into mischief. His misadventures after the end of Rogercop.
.o.O.o.
"Plagg? Plagg, where are you?
Adrien was currently on his knees, bent down to look under his bed, while he was calling out for the kwami. It wasn't unusual for the being to fall asleep in some of the strangest places due to a cheese induced coma, but it was going on twenty minutes and Adrien was growing concerned. Fortunately, there wasn't an akuma attack and Ladybug would understand why he was late to patrol (he hoped).
"Come on, Plagg, this isn't funny!"
"I'm not here!" A muffled voice echoed throughout the room.
"Nice try. I'm late Plagg, will you just tell me where you are?" After silence reigned for a few minutes, Adrien decided that dire circumstances called for drastic measures. He knew he would experience the wrath of the kwami, yet he continued with his plan, grabbing a large jar from under his desk. The lid was shut, but he still had to hold his nose when he lifted it. "If you don't come out right now, say goodbye to El Plaggo."
A shriek bounced off the walls. "You wouldn't!"
"Try me."
Adrien heard some shuffling, a yelp, then a resigned sigh.
"Uh, Adrien?" came a small voice.
"What is it, Plagg?"
"We-ell... It's a long story, but could you come to the bathroom?"
He was perplexed. Plagg never went into the bathroom unless Adrien was in there brushing his teeth, so he hadn't considered checking the on suite. As soon as he stepped through the doors, he noticed a ball of black fur stuck in the sink drain.
"What in the world?" he gasped in awe. This was much weirder than getting his head stuck in a bracelet. Plagg's body sat upside-down out of the drain, but his head was completely out of view. "What did you do?!"
"Help first, questions later."
A few minutes, a bottle of oil, and lots of tugging later, Plagg was unstuck and covered in grease.
"Well?" Adrien asked, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes. "I missed patrol and I expect an explanation."
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you that my head grew larger to accommodate my brain would you?" The kwami smiled, but it slowly faded and his ears dropped when Adrien didn't respond. "Okay, okay. I was eating Camembert on the counter-"
"In the bathroom?"
"No, in the courtyard. Duh, in the bathroom!" he replied sarcastically. "I had been stockpiling some and was enjoying the luxury of eating without hearing your lovestruck sighing. Ladybug this, Ladybug that. It's nauseating!"
Despite being teased like this for months by now, Adrien's face lit aflame. "P-Plagg!"
"Anyway, I'm out. Why don't you call your Lady friend and let her know you're sorry for standing her up?"
"I didn't- ugh, nevermind. Plagg, claws out!" Chat Noir stood in Adrien's place. Quickly, he pulled his baton from behind him and tapped the icon to video call Ladybug. She answered right away, her button nose scrunched with worry.
"Chat Noir! Are you okay? I've been looking everywhere for you! Did you forget we had patrol tonight?"
On reflex, his hand went to his nape in nervousness. "No, I didn't forget. I, eh, had kwami trouble?"
"Kwami trouble? What kind of lame excuse is that?"
He began to panic. "Excuse? N-no! I'm serious!"
"What kind of trouble could a kwami get into?" She eyed him suspiciously. "Mine is super sweet unless if I make a bad decision. Is there something you're not telling me?"
"It's the truth! He is far from charming. Long story short, my kwami got himself stuck in a pipe and I had to get him out. But all is well now, as you can see!" he said as he gestured to his superhero attire.
"If you say so..." Her tone blatantly told him she didn't believe him. "I gotta get going. See you next time!"
Her picture vanished before he could reply. "Claws in," Chat Noir muttered dejectedly.
Spiraling out of the ring, Plagg cried out, "Finally! Now where's my Camembert?!"
.o.O.o.
"Adrien?" Ladybug questioned, her eyelids falling shut. Her face grew closer to his as he leaned in.
"If I may, M'Lady?" he whispered, unwilling to break the trance they were under. She nodded silently in reply and leaned even closer.
"Adrien!" She jumped back and her eyes were wide with shock. Unsure of what he did wrong, Adrien blinked and reached for her.
"Adrien!"
"M'Lady?"
"ADRIEN!"
With a jolt, Adrien awoke and saw Plagg being flung across the room, straight towards the project Adrien had been working on for school the night before. Unfortunately (or, rather, unluckily), he had forgotten to screw the lid on the pint of paint he had been using and the opening was the perfect size for a kwami.
Needless to say, Plagg was unhappy when he flew up in the air, dripping with pink paint. His tiny arms were crossed and he was buzzing with fury. "Why did you throw me across your room, you fur ball brain?!" he shouted indignantly.
"I didn't throw you! You were the one screaming in my ear, what was that about?"
"Well sorry if I had to interrupt your gross dream about Ladybug to try to get some cheese around here!"
"Wait..." Adrien shook his head. "You mean to tell me you got into another mess because of CAMEMBERT?!"
Before the argument could escalate further, they were interrupted by the sounds of an akuma in the distance.
.o.O.o.
"Nice of you to finally drop by, Kitty. What took you so..." Ladybug's voice fell quiet when she laid her eyes on her partner. Her yoyo dangled limply from it's string as she stared at him. The silence between them was broken when she started giggling into her closed hands. "What in the world are you wearing?"
Before her stood Chat... Rose? His trademark black had been exchanged for a bright pink and Ladybug couldn't help the laughter that overflowed from her lips.
"Haha, get your laughs out now," he replied grumpily.
"What happened?"
He sighed, "Kwami trouble."
Ladybug immediately sobered. "Again? If I didn't know better I would think that you were abusing him."
He glared at her. "No way, he's just a trouble maker. Can we please just move on?"
.o.O.o.
Adrien's hands were covering Plagg's face. Given the events of the past few days, it wouldn't be a surprise if Adrien was strangling him, but that couldn't be farther from what was really going on.
"And... Open!" He lifted his hands and the kwami's eyes grew wide.
"W-w-what is this? Is it for me?" He was shaking with excitement as he turned to his chosen.
"Yep, all for you, buddy." The pair sat on the floor looking under Adrien's bed. A hole had been cut into the box spring and several wheels of camembert were hidden inside. "I figured that you've caused enough trouble with your obsession, so I made a safe space for you to hide as much as you like and eat in peace, even if it means my bed will stink."
"You'd really do that? For me?"
"Absolutely, Plagg. You're one of my best friends!"
"Oh, Adrien!" The kwami flew to his chest and gave him a small hug. He quickly backtracked and cleared his throat. "I-I mean, thanks, I guess." He dove into his secret hideaway and Adrien just shook his head and laughed.
"I'm glad that you're here, Plagg, even if you are nothing but trouble."
.o.O.o.
Next time: After the end of Dark Cupid, Marinette finds herself anxious about having kissed Chat Noir. ("It was just to save him, nothing else, I swear!")