Marinette was having a attack of giggles as she rolled Cat in his green paw print blanket. "I made a purrito!" she said, cracking up. Marinette's laugh was infectious, and from inside his purrito Cat started to meow.

The trapdoor cracked open, and Sabine looked in on them. "What's going on? I could hear laughing from the living room." "Mom, meet Purrito." Cat stuck his grinning face out from the blanket. "Hi, Mama Cheng." "You do look cozy, sweetie. But I do need two willing helpers to help set the table."

"Oh, pick me! Pick me!" Cat rolled out of his blanket with a thud. He loved helping Mama. "Wash your hands and be down soon, okay, my loves?" Cat sighed happily as Marinette rolled up the blanket. "That was fun. I owe you one, Princess."

The next day after school, Marinette stood on the steps talking to Adrien. "Okay, see you tomorrow!" Adrien watched her walk towards the bakery, glad to see the rosy apple cheeks on Marinette's face. However, her happy look turned to an uh-oh face as she slid forward on some ice!

"Quick, Plagg! Claws Out!" But it was to late, Marinette had already fallen, her hat had fallen off too. "Your hat, Princess," Cat knelt down, offering Marinette her woolen hat. In the light of the fading afternoon sun, he was lost for words how beautiful she was. "Thanks, Kitty," little white clouds escaped those pink lips, and she brushed the snow from her hat. "Anything hurt?" Cat asked, still kneeling beside her. Marinette begin to stand slowly, then gave a little cry of pain. "My ankle. I think I sprained it." "I'll bring you home, and we'll try to bring the swelling down with some hot water. Can you climb on my back?"

Slowly, Marinette did so, clinging to her partner. She set her chin down on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of leather. "Comfy?" Marinette nodded. "I owe you one."

When they got home, and Marinette had her ankle soaking, Cat noticed one last macaroon in the box. He broke it in half, offering it to Marinette. "Slipties?" he asked. Marinette took hers shyly.

"Thanks for being my friend, Cat. And for taking care of me." Cat's throat got tight, brushing his lips against her cheek. Marinette was his best friend in the world.