You Wouldn't Understand, Plagg

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"Claws in!" shouted Adrien Agreste, as he arrived home at 1:30 in the morning after a night of being a hero with Ladybug.

"Stood up once again," groaned Plagg. "You're lucky she still comes with you to save Paris."

"How can I make you understand, Plagg," moaned Adrien jokingly. He grabbed Plagg and held him up to his eyes. "Ladybug. Is. My. Camembert."

Plagg didn't even hesitate when he screeched, "Ladybug isn't edible!"

"Plagg, I love her how you love camembert!" said Adrien. "Now does it make sense?"

Plagg shook his head and took a bite of his stinky cheese. Adrien sighed and continued on with his daydreaming. He dropped his journal on his bed, grabbed his favorite fountain pen, and started to write.

The Journal of Cat Noir  - Day __? I've lost count.

Dear Journal,
It is I, Adrien Agreste, fashion model, superhero Cat Noir. I have, yet again, been left in the dark by my love, the miraculous Ladybug. I only wish she would confess her identity, or at least give me a chance. I barely even was told that my kwami, Plagg, has caused the Leaning Tower of Pisa, dinosaurs, and many other natural catastrophes. Sure, I was told about Master Fu and such, but that was a few weeks ago. I first was Cat Noir, like, months ago! I hate being left in the dark.
Once Again,
Cat Noir

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