Adrien woke to a fluttering and thunking sound coming from his window. No, it wasn't his Bugaboo. It was the swallows. Apparently, a small flock had built nests under the eaves of the house, and Adrien being the kind guy he was, starting buying them bird food. Another thunk coming from the window had Adrien scrambling to throw out the morning feed.
"Speaking of morning feed," a sleepy voice called, "Where's my cheese, Adrien?" Adrien turned away from the window. "In the cupboard, like it always is. Now, I'm going to shower and…." he stopped as Plagg's face lit up with a wicked gleam. "Your sweet honey is here!" He called, disappearing into the cupboard.
"Adrien, didn't we talk about the birds?" Ladybug said, leaping through the window. "Good morning, and what about them?" "Your allergic to feathers! Your pretty much saying, "Hey, live under my roof and watch me sneeze!" "What have the birds ever done to you?" he crossed his arms. Ladybug chuckled sarcastically. "Oh, plenty. Ever get pooped on the head by a bird? It happened last night on patrol."
Adrien held his laughter in, and yes, he'd see it. She had jumped about a mile as the squishy stuff rained down, and Cat had suggested they invest in an umbrella for raining objects. After all, you didn't know what to expect when you hung out on tall buildings.
"You just haven't had the fascinating experience of bird-watching." "I'm good, but if you'd like to walk to the park…." "Great, they'll be birds there too! Give me five minutes. I'm so glad you came today!" Adrien patted her shoulder, and she slumped on the couch with sigh.
Good thing she had plenty of Kleenex packed away for Adrien and feathers did not mix.