Ladybug had never owned a cat, but having Cat Noir around was almost as good. As they sat on the rooftop doing patrol, Ladybug giggled as Cat rubbed his head against her arm. "What do you want, silly Kitty?" "Scritches," he said, flopping down across her lap. Ladybug started to scratch his ears and before long a loud purr started up, followed by a a occasional flap of a ear.
Maybe she could stop asking for a cat, since Cat acted like a actual cat sometimes. She laughed as his leg jiggled up and down. "Harder, M'lady, harder!"
Ladybug scratched while lost in thought and wished later, she'd paid closer attention. Cat's cat sense was activated when he smelled that Ladybug hand smelled like tuna. Keep a hold of yourself, Cat, your lady is not a flounder. But was so hard to ignore when it was wiggling about like that. Cat couldn't resist…..
Chomp! "Cat, ow! You bit my hand, you naughty fluff ball! What did you do that for?" Cat held on a moment longer. "You taste like fish." Ladybug groaned. Of course, she would eat a tuna sandwich before going on patrol. But who knew her partner would suddenly turn piranha?
"First your cuddly, and then you turn tiger! I need a bandage for my hand." "I'm sorry, Ladybug. I'll personally bandage it myself. Come on, we'll see what they have at the bakery." Ladybug wanted to say he'd done enough, but kept quiet.
"Cats are known to do that, Ladybug," Tom Dupain explained once he had gotten a bandage. "One moment their all purr and the next chomp!" "Its partly my fault, having fish before seeing Cat." Tom laughed.
"Your hand will be fine. Now, Mama Cheng has some muffins and milk waiting for upstairs." "Goody!" Cat cheered, and bounded up the stairs. Ladybug giggled.
Cat may have sharp teeth, but he would never hurt her on purpose. Besides, if anything happened, Cat could give the villain a good old chomp!