"And a partridge in a pear tree!" Mr. Raimer sang as he threw birdseed on the cold ground near his park bench as Ladybug and Cat walked along on patrol, Ladybug's arm linked through Cat's.
"Hello, Ladybug and Cat Noir!" Mr. Raimer greeted them. "That's a nice song you were singing. You know, that Christmas song has a lot of birds, come to think of it!" Cat grinned. "Your right, Cat, though pigeons will always be my favorite." Ladybug noticed Cat's nose already twitching. "Have a good day!"
"Thanks, Bugaboo," Cat said, when they were out of earshot. "I hate to sneeze and have all his pigeons fly away." "Cat, look up in that tree," Ladybug whispered, pointing to a small cup-shaped nest.
"Maybe its that partridge, you know for lovers?" Cat joked. "Mm, possibly, but I thought that was lovebirds. Here, darling, I'll coo for you."
Cat burst into giggles, hiding his mirth behind his hand. "Oh, sweet Bugaboo, you do make me laugh. Oh, my…" Cat suddenly pulled Ladybug into the snow covered bushes. "What?"
"My Lady," Cat gestured to two turtledoves, beak to beak. "Well, shall we kiss and join the lovebirds?"
"What about a peck?" Ladybug asked, her turn to laugh as Cat's ears drooped. "Come here, turtledove."
"I'm so glad you never did replace me with a turtle," Cat sighed, happily.
"Sh," Ladybug shushed him as they kissed, just like two partridges or was it turtledoves in the pear tree.