The Notorious Ladybug was at it again.
This was the third time this week, and they'd only met on Monday.
Chat eyed the woman as she made her way towards the display. It was a game of cat and mouse. Only Chat wasn't sure he was the cat this time. She wasn't even hiding anymore. She enjoyed the fights they had.
He crouched low as she easily bypassed the security of the case and removed the glass. Chat pounced from the shadows as she reached in for the pearls. Ladybug seemed to sense him coming and danced out of the way as she strung the jewels around her neck.
"Why Chat, if you wanted another date you only had to ask," she teased. She jumped out of the way as he tried to grab her. "So territorial, it is only our third date. Should I be concerned?"
"I'm starting to think you like me, My Lady," he replied pulling his staff off his back and extending it.
"Now now Kitty, don't get ahead of yourself," she says dancing away from each swing of the silver weapon. She pulls her own red weapon from her waist swings it at the rooftops where the yoyo catches on the rafters and allows her to swing up.
She lands silently on the beam and dances along it with a joyous laugh.
"Can the kitty catch the mouse?"
Chat easily vaults his own way to the rafters and makes chase. They move along the beams in a flurry of kicks and punches.
"Well Well Kitty, who knew that you could dance so well?" she teases as she cartwheels backwards to avoid his fists.
"Dancing is but one, of my many talents, My Lady," he replies moving forward to continue his attack.
Ladybug easily pulls her yo-yo out and flings it at him allowing the cord to wrap around and trap his arms to his sides.
"You chose the wrong career, Chat Noir," she says while stepping closer. "We could be partners in crime, the perfect power couple," Ladybug says tapping him on the end of his nose.
Chat smirked angling the baton before extending it. The end pushed into her stomach forcing her back taking her weapon reeling with her. He swung out with his staff forcing her to handspring backwards and out of the way. She stumbles slightly on the beam before regaining her balance.
"Sorry My Lady, but I am a servant of justice," he says moving forward. "But justice is always looking for recruits."
Ladybugs eyes twinkled as she jumped off the rafters, her yoyo catching onto the beam she'd been standing on. Chat watches as she swings straight out an opened window into the night.
This was the third time this week she would disappear.
29/12/2018
Spot the quote? Its one of my favourites and high key a big inspiration for this fic
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