"Bee Free Yoga?" Chloe grumbled as she sorted through the bag of goodies that their son had managed to get from the latest parade.

"Yeah." Adrien grinned, "You should go. It's only fair."

Chloe shot him a look, "No."

"But Chloe, it would be perfect for you. Bee free." Adrien grinned at her, and with all of his smugness, she was almost surprised that he didn't create the yoga studio, himself.

"I'm not going." Chloe crossed her arms over her chest, wondering vaguely if their son, Hugo, was having fun at his grandfather's place or if all that Andre could talk about was politics which wouldn't ultimately surprise her.

"Why not?" Adrien shot her a pleading look, all bright and big green eyes, "They'd love to have Queen Bee enjoy one of their classes, and we do have a free ticket."

"No. And if I were to even go, I'd take you with me, mister pun lover." She grumbled, sending her husband such a pointed look that she hoped that it resonated through his chest and made him understand what she felt about his eagerness for her to meet the pun head on.

"I can't help it that they gave it to the perfect person." Adrien's smile and pointed look was still aimed at her, "Besides, I'd love to go with you to yoga. Aren't married couples still supposed to find new hobbies together anyway?"
"This is not going to become normal." Chloe grumbled, "And do you even like yoga?"

"I don't know." Adrien shrugged, "What better time than now to find out?"

"Whenever there isn't a pun involved, it would be a better time." She sighed, giving him another look that shown just how unhappy she was with this, "I should have just thrown that darn ticket down on the ground when I got it."

"You didn't read it then, and besides, that would have been rude." Adrien gave her a look, "Bad for business too. No one's going to hire a lawyer that snubbed them."

"You're not allowed to be logical." She sighed, "Is this why half the time, I think our son is just like you? Can't win an argument."

"There's no prize for the winner, besides it will give us something to do together, and we'll be a stronger couple for it." Adrien relaxed against the counter.

"Through a pun, we will not." Chloe grumbled, "Besides, you're supposed to like cat puns and not bee puns."

"I can't help but like bee puns. My wife is my little honey bee." Adrien told her with a bright smile.

"I am not." Chloe grumbled, "If anything that makes me the queen of the household."

"It does, doesn't it?" Adrien's beaming smile just made Chloe want to slug him.

"I give up on that now." Grumbled Chloe, "You go be the queen of the house now."

"Queen Cat Noir. Queen Noir. Queen Cat, here to save the day, and he does in absolute style." Adrien flipped his hair with a pleased grin.

"Why did I marry this dork?" Chloe mumbled.

Chloe did not like yoga, no matter what; she felt as if her body wasn't nearly as fast like this as opposed to her superhero identity. It didn't help that Adrien was a natural pro at it either or the fact that Alya was here and loved yoga.

"Downward Dog, class." And everyone bent down to effortlessly or attempt to appear effortlessly match the position with that of their instructor, and for the tiniest and most frustrating moment all that she could see were bees and bee puns that lined their walls.

Adrien had to be quick, of course he did, as molded into the position with effortless ease, and already, Chloe could tell that he was the teacher's favorite.

"This was your first time, Adrien?" Chloe ignored her voice as she tried to make her legs and arms not feel as wobbly as they felt, boneless almost. Her eyes caught just the sight of another horrendous bee pun, and of course, Adrien liked this place.

"Yeah," Adrien admitted, "But I've done basic stretches before for warm ups for some of the sports or other athletic activities that I grew up with, and I really like to move. People say that I'm like a cat, actually." His pride in that last statement made Chloe just want to slam her hand down over her face or make her strangle him. Her kitty husband should not, should not, be so obvious with his secret identity.

Chloe didn't carry around tea or try to throw in references to bees or honey or anything else, especially not in public where people who didn't know could hear her. It was a wonder that no one figured out who Cat Noir was. She'd blame the magic for bailing him out all the time.

"I can see that. You and your wife should come back again." She glanced over at Chloe, and she had the feeling she was just the plus one that wasn't any good at yoga. At least, the woman wasn't trying to pick up her husband.

"I'd love that, but I'd just have to check with Chlo later." He beamed, and he looked just as smug as the cat that got the cream as he returned to Chloe's side, and she knew without a doubt that he'd already be asking Chloe that night at dinner if they could go again to Bee Free Yoga, and she'd have to list all of her reasons why not. It wouldn't be fun at all to explain, but then again, her husband really, really liked yoga she knew after just trying it out for the first time today.

Chloe wondered how long it would take her to fold and eventually say, 'yes,' and how long it will take for this to be routine. May be she loved her husband too much though she couldn't help but smile as that thought crossed her mind and as they left the studio for now.