"I'm not sure, Nino," Marinette told her friend as she scribbled a doodle on a piece of paper. "Remember the last time we picked berries? Cat ate them all!" "But you and Cat will make berry picking so much more fun. Plus, it would be like a double date." "Wait, Nino, I have a little idea about how we can teach Cat not to eat all the berries…." Nino laughed hard as Marinette explained her plan. "Okay, we'll do it. But you owe us a pan of brownies!"
"Alya and Nino aren't coming?" Adrien pouted as he met Marintette in front of the forest. "Yeah, something came up that they couldn't get out of. So, look's like its just you and me!"
"You know, I don't know why you remind me of Little Red Riding Hood," Cat grinned, as he swung the basket. "Cat, she was visiting her grandma, not picking berries! And your a cat, not a wolf!" Cat tried howling, but failed miserably. "See, even your attempt at a howl chases the birds away!" "Okay, I may be not be a wolf. But I can have bad side. Me and my naughty that is." "Behave. And try not to eat all the berries this time. I want to make pie." "Okay, eating a handful of berries does not count." "You want to make it a competition?" "If I get a free pie, I'm in." "Deal. But you have to fill your bucket, and not eat them all." "Good luck, Bugaboo!"
Cat wandered towards the river, in search of berries. A flash of red caught his eye, and he smiled. Bingo, cranberries! Cat had never heard of a cranberry pie, but he knew Ladybug would come up with something!
Cat tugged on the first few berries and plopped them into his pail. Plonk! Plink! So far, so good! It was warm in the sun, but a cool day and soon Cat found his stomach growling. The bushes were plump with berries and surely there were enough for his tummy and his pail, right?
Cat stuffed the next few into his mouth, sighing happily. Meow!
Ladybug, who had already filled her pail, snuck a peek at Cat, and groaned. That little glutton! He was stuffing his face again, he when he said he wouldn't! Time to teach him a lesson.
Cat resumed picking after the tenth berry, but looked up when he heard a rustle coming from the bushes. "Bugaboo?" Nothing. Cat shrugged. Must have been the wind.
"Roar!" "Arrgh!" Cat shrieked as a bear leaped out of the bushes. Cat cocked his head as he looked at the bear. It seemed kinda small for a bear, but that didn't mean he couldn't beat Cat up! "Okay, its like this Mr. Bear," Cat chattered. "You know that warm and cozy feeling when your picking berries in the sun, and then a terrible thing happens. Your tummy growls! Even if Bugaboo Bear tells you not to."
The bear only growled louder this time. Cat threw himself on the ground and covered his eyes with his paws. "Tell Bugaboo I love her!"
Cat waited for the final blow, but it didn't come. "Man, this thing really itches!" Wait, that was Alya's voice. "Your no bear," Cat scrambled to his feet. "Your Alya!" Alya laughed as she took down her bear hood. "Gotcha!" "And I got it all on film," a smug voice said from behind Cat. "Excellent."
"M'lady?" "We wanted to teach you a lessons about eating all the berries. So, Alya, Nino, and I pranked you." Cat opened his mouth, then held up his hands. "I admit, I can be a bit greedy sometimes. And Alya, you almost had me!" "Love, you can eat some berries. But just not all of them." "Okay, I've learned my lesson. But Bugaboo?" "Yes?" "Could you make some spiced cranberry juice?" "Do you have any berries?" Cat handed her his almost full bucket. "Right here." "Then spiced cranberry juice it is."