"Oh, Marinette," Adrien sang as he walked over to her locker and gave her a beseeching look. "Uh-oh," Marinette chuckled. "Every time you sing like that, you've been naughty or you've lost something."
Adrien sighed, holding up in hands. "I have. My mittens." Marinette's face grew pink and for a minute Adrien thought she was mad, but then realized she was laughing! "My silly kitten has forgotten his mittens and now shall have no pie!" she booped his nose, face now flushed.
"You have pie in there?!" Adrien tried to peer into the dark confines of her locker. "My locker's not a bakery, you goof! But I am Ladybug, and I don't want you to get cold. Wait right here."
Marinette was back in a flash, carrying two red and black dotted mittens, sliding Adrien's hands in. "Let me guess, Lucky Charm?" Adrien grinned at his girlfriend. "Elementary, my dear fur ball,and now you owe me a Starbucks."
Marinette searched around for her own mittens, then bit her lip looking flustered. "No way," Adrien pretended to be shocked, "your a naughty kitten too?" "Guilty." "Wow. And here I thought you were perfect." He took her hand.
"With my new red mittens,
I'll shall take care of my Bugaboo,
Who is perched on a snowy flower,
Waiting for her Cat Noir to appear."
"Flowers die in winter, why am I on a flower?" Marinette teased. "My Lady, I never said I was good at paw-try." "Oh, my Kwami, you are such a floofy dork." "Your dork, who wants to kiss you."
They stopped, Adrien cupping her cheeks, tipping her head to look at him, giving a dusting of a kiss. "You call that a kiss?" Marinette pouted, as Adrien pulled back quickly. "Even with mittens, this naughty kitten is still cold." "Fine, but you owe me actual kiss later."
Marinette tucked her arm through her boyfriend's, sighing happily. Love felt so good, but also very cold! "Here," Adrien's voice was warm as he slid off the mittens. "The love you give me will keep me warm," he helped her put them on.
When they got back, Mama Cheng greeted them, holding a steaming apple pie. "Anyone for pie?"
The lovers looked at each giggling, for mittens or no mittens, they did love pie!