"A food akuma? Seriously?"

Chat Noir dodged a flying pizza, and smirked at Ladybug. "What's wrong my lady, lost your appetite?"

"The opposite, actually. I'm starving!" She hooked her yoyo around a light pole, and launched herself up and out of the way of more pizzas.

He used his staff to vault to the top of the light pole and crouched there, to help pull her up. "Oversleep again this morning?"

"Ugh, yes." She crouched next to him, her arm hooked around his leg for stability, and retracted her yoyo. "I really need to stop skipping breakfast."

"Well, how about we stop Foodie over here, and then we can skip on over to a café for brunch." He waggled his eyebrows at her, and she rolled her eyes.

"I have to get back to-Chat, look out!" She shoved him sideways, knocking them both from their perch as flaming breadsticks shot through the air where they'd just been.

He landed on his hands and launched himself into a back handspring; she hooked her yoyo around the light pole again, and swung herself to the ground gently.

"That is so not what I ordered," Chat called to the akujma, doing his best to imitate Chloe.

"I don't care!" Foodie roared, leveling his pizza gun at them. "You're just as bad as those snotty little brats in my restaurant! YOU WILL EAT WHAT I SERVE YOU!"

"Uh-oh!" Chat dove behind a car, with Ladybug hot on his heels. "How's about a Lucky Charm, Bugaboo? I'm just about ready for the check."

"You and me both. I'm tempted to snag one of those pizzas out of the air, so I can eat it!"

"Eh, I'd advise against that." He pointed to where one of the pizzas had hit the road, and had eaten into the asphalt like acid. "There aren't enough Tums in the world for the heartburn that would cause."

"Yeesh, no kidding. Lucky Charm!" She called, tossing her yoyo into the air. "A jar of pepper flakes?"

"I guess it's time to spice things up?"

"Ugh, Chat," she replied, rolling her eyes as she peeked up over the hood of the car, to take in the scene. Her eyes fell on his pizza gun, and she brightened. "Chat Noir, you're a genius!"

His ears perked. "I—I am?"

"Of course! Just follow my lead, and try to get the spatula away from him." She leapt from their hiding place and charged right at the akuma, the pepper shaker held high. "Hey Foodie, I guess I could eat your pizza, if I added enough seasoning to it."

Chat grinned, seeing immediately what she was up to. "Yeah, I know, right? I haven't even tasted it yet, but I can already tell that it's going to need salt, at the very least."

"Argh! How dare you! My recipes are flawless! My food seasoned to perfection!"

"Come on, Foodie." Ladybug held the shaker out menacingly as she closed in on him. "Just a few shakes of pepper, and I'm sure that pizza will at least be palatable!"

"No!" He dropped his spatula to hug his pizza gun to his chest protectively. "Stay away from me!"

Chat hit the spatula with the end of his staff, flipping it up into his waiting claws. "Gotcha! Heads up, LB!" He snapped it in half, releasing the deep purple butterfly, and Ladybug snatched it from the without delay. Soon, everything was as it should be, and in place of a villain, a very confused café owner sat in the middle of the road with a newly repaired spatula clutched in his hands.

Chat held his fist out for their customary fist bump, but rather than 'pounding it,' she grabbed his hand almost desperately.

"Is it, uh, too late to take you up on that offer for brunch," she asked, her stomach rumbling audibly.

He grinned with delight at the thought of sharing his favorite meal with his favorite person. "It's never too late for brunch, Ladybug."