Cat Noir sighed as he climbed to his favorite sunning spot on the garden wall. Today had been terrible. He had forgotten his lunch while dashing off to meet Ladybug, and some boys had made fun of his bell collar, the one that dangled from his suit.
Cat was very proud of his collar, signaling that he wanted to be a domestic house cat, which miracles of miracles, he had a found a family with Marinette. Also, Ladybug and Marinette loved his bell.
It always tickled both of the heroes pink with laughter, when Ladybug would give it a flick, sending out it golden tones. Besides, it came with the suit, just like it came with ears. Everyone should wear a bell collar, they might even have some fun!
As usual, the stray alley cats sensed Cat's presence and one by one cuddled up to the kindly feline of Paris. He giggled as one flopped dramatically on its belly, demanding a good rub.
"Cat? Cat Noir?" Cat stopped mid rub, peering down towards the street. Whoever had called up to him sounded familiar, and just then a croissant was tossed and Cat caught it. Cat's mouth watered as it was still warm from the ovens, and bit down and sighed happily.
Then he saw Marinette peering up at him with a group of their friends. Curious, he hopped down to chat with her. "Hey, Princess. What's that around your neck?" "Oh, this?" Marinette pointed to her bell collar. "I saw what those boys said to you earlier, and told my friends. Little did those boys know bell collars are all the rage right now."
Cat smiled. "Huh. Didn't know bells were in. Thank you." "Now, you've had one croissant, but Papa has a new recipe he's dying for you to try. You in?" Cat nodded.
So off they went, both Princess and Cat wearing their bell collars proudly, not caring if anyone laughed.