"Cat, put him down! I'm not finished with his costume yet!" Marinette tried to take back the doll she had made and sighed in frustration. Life wasn't always easy when you were short!
"What am I looking at, Princess?" Cat asked, as he handed back the doll. "Its you, akumatized. And you have a weakness for cheese." Cat smiled to himself, thinking about Plagg. "Cheese and not tuna? Or better yet, a yarn ball?" "Don't touch my yarn basket." Cat sighed, looking longingly at the basket. So many colorful balls of string to play with and calling out his name!
"Why is his stomach crinkly?" Cat asked, fingering the doll's stomach. "I'd tell you but you wouldn't be able to stomach it." Marinette smirked, a wide grin on her face. "Its puns, isn't it?" Marinette nodded. "Great, I'm around the furball so much, now he's got me using puns." "What's that?" "Its a cookie pouch! Though I could never eat just cookie." "Either could I," Cat sighed, thinking of the jar downstairs. "Careful. Don't want to get akumatized!" "Marinette!"
Giggling, they begin to chase each other up to the balcony. As Cat chased her around the balcony his mind was racing along with his feet. Maybe this new doll could help him snag more cookies!