Kitty Cat

Chapter 20

         I pouted, I called Adrien 5 times already all 5 times being sent directly to his voicemail..

"_(Y/N), give it a rest, he might be doing something important.." Aira schooled as I responded with a pout.

"Yeah.. Maybe he's still not done with his Fencing club.. though it was supposed to have ended 10 Minutes ago.." I grumbled, sighing as I looked at the clock that was mounted not far from my bed

"Well, maybe he left his phone somewhere?" AIra stated as she bit off a large chunk of cucumber from the plate. I grimaced, I could never eat a cucumber like that, or at all.

"Maybe.." I mumbled, fidgeting with my phone for a bit "I'll just see him later then" I assured myself before taking my robe for a quick shower, the Television flickered on and I glared at Aira who threw an innocent grin at me

"Your mom bought it for you to use.. not as a décor you know.." she reasoned and I rolled my eyes before chuckling to myself. I went over to her, picking her up from her spot on the couch and placing her atop of a pillow along with her plate of cucumbers

"Don't stain the couch Aira" I warned giving her a playful glare as I started getting ready to go and take my long awaited shower for the second time today.. I drank orange juice humming a tune that I seem to not be able to get out of my mind, when my mind focused on whatever Aira was watching with such a large frown on her,,

"-.. an Amateur Video showed without a shadow of a doubt that the thief is none other than the famous hero.. Chat Noir.." I choked, wiping Orange juice that spluttered out of my nose.. just how many times must this happen to me?

"Gah!!" I groaned to myself, flapping my arms to get rid of the juice on my fingers, wiping the coffee table as I looked up at the Television. What could he be going through? some financial problems? if yes, I could have just helped him.. that idiot!

"..This Painting is the Cat's Meow" I stiffened, looking at the screen of the television as if it was the most atrocious creation in the entirety of the universe, which right now? it kind of is..

"That's.. There's just no way would Chat Noir say something so.. Cringe" I cringed emphasizing my point and Aira snorted, catching a cucumber slice into her mouth

"What did I say, about forcing your ideals over other people's?"

"But.. the cat's Meow?" I questioned, trying to prove a point

"Defending your boyfriend I see.." I glared at her

"He's not my boyfriend" I corrected 

"The guy you like then"

"Aira.." I warned, feeling my eyebrow twitched

"Ooh, you didn't deny that one-"

"Aira, let's Fly"

       I jumped from rooftop to rooftop, combing through the streets of Paris. Luck was not on my side today, I mean when did it ever? Where was that robbery again? I groaned, rubbing my forehead.. Passing through the Louvre, I stumbled, eyeing the circle of policemen 

"What's the situation over here?" I questioned at the first instance my feet landed on the pavement. The police shared looks, unsure whether they'd tell me or not, the hesitation was clearer than clear until a Talkie Walkie's static resounded

"Kitty's in the slammer, I repeat, Kitty's in the slammer" My eyes widened

"You imprisoned Chat Noir?" I questioned the police grabbing one by the collar, they could only gape their mouths as my voice raised