Plagg loved hanging out with Nikki in Marinette's room, especially when Marinette brought up a plate of cheese. Sure, Adrien bought the good stuff from Leo's, but Papa Dupain had bought some expensive cheese for Christmas recipe, and Plagg had wondered if she was able spare a few crumbs?

But it was cold in the hammock, and with an empty belly with no cheese to keep him warm, Plagg scoped out the room for a warm place to snuggle and hide.

Then he spotted it. The perfect napping spot before his next delivery of cheese! A boot with fluffy material was calling his name, and Plagg floated down, settling in the soft boot.

Oh, it was warm and cozy in here, and did it smell good! In fact, Plagg would admit it was even better then the stinky sock pile. And the fluffy soft material, made Plagg purr. Who knew a boot could be so cozy?

Plagg rubbed his face against the fleece, purring like a contented kitten. "You know, I can see what all the fuss is about. Maybe I should convince Adrien to buy me a boot for a bed!"

Okay, okay, time to settle down and have a serious snooze. But Plagg wouldn't dream of sugarplums, yuk! He'd dream of cheddar, Swiss, and his favorite Camembert!…..

"I'm not going to be that long," Marinette giggled, as she entered her room with Adrien holding on to her hand.

She sat down on her chaise and begin to pull on her boots. "Uh, this one's not fitting as well as the left," Marinette looked up at Adrien, failing to see Plagg's tail sticking out of the boot.

"Marinette? Can you make sure you pick up milk and butter? We need it for the macaroni and cheese for supper tonight," Sabine called upstairs.

"Yes, Mama," Marinette called back. "Love, don't pout. You want to come with me?" "Yes!" Adrien punched the air, pout forgotten. "But no snowballs. You can play in the snow tomorrow."

Inside the boot, Plagg woke up his nap. Oh, what was the thing that kept poking him? Well, they asked for it...chomp!

"Ow! What bit me?" Marinette yelped, pulling off her boot. Marinette held her breath as she reached in to pull out…. "Plagg? What are you doing in my boot?" "What do you think I was doing? Taking a nap!" "But why my boot?" "Because its cozy, and smells like strawberries and feet!" "Gross! Now, come on, we need to get going."

"Cheese?" Plagg's eyes gleamed and Marinette sighed. "Yes, we can stop at Leo's. I wouldn't be a good Guardian if I didn't feed your cute little tummy!" she tickled his tummy and called for her Kwami.

Okay, so Plagg wasn't sure boots were the safest spot for napping. But it had been a fun adventure for Kwami and boot alike!