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Prompt 3 : Baking

Chat had been showing up in Marinette's room, frequently. She didn't mind much and she had been quite accustomed to his impromptu visits. She had asked him why 'she was honored with his mighty presence' to which he had just laughed.

Chat actually had a lot of reasons. First of all, Marinette was his 'first friend', as such but he didn't know nicely. Her stuttering and stammering confused him no end, but also urged him to try to get to know her more. He thought that it would be easier to do that as Chat, considering she to his cat form more freely. The second reason, was that, since she lived on top of a bakery, her room, her pillow, her bed, she, in general, smelled so wonderful, of freshly baked bread and pastries. Of course, he didn't go sniffing at a lady and her stuff. (he was very much of a gentleman to do so) because his cal like senses enhanced his sense of smell greatly and he was able to smell it from a distance, just fine.

He adored croissants, pastries, breads, cupcakes, cookies, anything baked in general, but his model diet stopped him from having his fill. It didn't stop him from smelling it though. He had already told Marinette how lucky she was to live near the bakery and complimented that she managed to stay so slim still. She just giggled in response and murmured something along the lines of "I work out enough" He didn't understand her statement that time, because he had never seen Marinette work out...not that he wanted to! Of course, that was totally out of question.

He loved to watch Marinette baking, because he, on the other hand, couldn't bake to save his life. She was a expert at it and did it effortlessly. Once, she even managed to prank him, she was done with her batch and she had just a pinch of flour between her fingers, and when he was daydreaming about something, she managed to cover his whole nose with it. He, being stupid, put water on it before she could say anything. It turned sticky and he was whining all the while, as Marinette cleaned his then, overly white nose.

Marinette would frequently let him try new types of biscuits and pastries that were still being tried and improved, and were not available at the bakery at that time. He thought it to be a great honor and tried his best to give her helpful feedback.

She had told him that he was actually a good taster, who analyzed the taste and the after-taste of the baked goodies nicely, and told her what went with what, and which flavored blended well together.

He didn't get many sweet things to eat, so he savored and eat everything he got with utmost attention, so what Marinette said, made sense. He was glad that he could help her in some way, after whatever she did for him.

So, baking was an activity, both of them liked.

And when Chat finally came to know that his lady was his princess.

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He laughed, laughed as tears fell from his face and he said

"So that's why you said that you work out enough"

Ladybug's face after his comment was practically, priceless.

"That, is the first thing you say! Really!"

She let out a dramatic sigh.

"What can I do about you?"

"How about...nothing"

He answered, with a small wink.

After that, he loved baking even more, if that was possible.

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