"Today is taco day and your getting soup?" Nino asked. Adrien shrugged. "Hey, its cold out and soup is warm." Then he sneezed. "Bless you, love!" Marinette looked at her boyfriend with concern. "You feeling okay?" Adrien stared down into his soup. "Its just the sniffles."
Adrien was quiet all through lunch, and Marinette was convinced that he wasn't feeling well. Adrien was always chatty, but today after he finished his soup, he just rested his head against her shoulder.
"Now, come on! Don't give me that pout look! All I'm doing is checking your temperature," Marinette said as Adrien sat on the bathroom counter. "You'd pout to, if you had to take yucky medicine." "Come on, open up." "Ah."
When Marinette pulled the themotor from his mouth, she frowned. "Hm. It is a little high. Come on, your going to lie down on the couch." "What about my sleeping box?" "I can't take care of you in there! Besides, I have a nice quilt and heating pad you can snuggle up with."
Adrien had to admit it was a nice patchwork quilt, and he found out Marinette had made it herself. "Now, I know you don't want to, but you do need medicine." Adrien stuck out his tongue. "Fine."
Ugh, it tasted vile! But he had to admit would help, and he fell asleep quickly after that. When he woke up, Marinette was now Ladybug and wearing a white cap on her head. "Nurse Bugaboo, at your service."
Adrien transformed too, and was about to make a joke, when he realized his throat was sore. Very sore. "Merow," he meowed mournfully. "Don't talk, just rest. I'll make some hot tea and soup." "Cuddles," Cat rasped. "I'd love to, but I'll be no good if I get sick."
Cat closed his eyes, listening as Ladybug worked in the kitchen. The room soon begin to smell good. "Here we are," she told him a few minutes later. "Hot tea and autumn squash soup with cheese and crackers."
It was the perfect day for another bowl of soup, for it was cold and rainy. Cat ate his food, then settled down again. Maybe being sick wasn't so bad. But he had to get a joke. Even if was short. "M'lady, I'm a little hoarse." "Your big fur ball, that's what you are. Now, what movie should we watch?"
Cat took his napkin and drew a lion with a mane on it. "The Lion King?" Cat held up two fingers. The first one was way to sad, and he liked the second one.
Cat was surprised after Ladybug put the movie on. Again, he scribbled on his napkin. "I thought we weren't going to cuddle." "Haven't you heard the term in sickness or in health?" Cat grinned. "I'll put a ring on your finger soon enough, my sweet Bugaboo." "If you live that long," came back the reply.
Cat sighed, coughed and pulled Ladybug and his quilt tighter. He may be having a sick day, but had everything he needed.