Gottcha! Chat Noir x Reader ✅

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This chapter is a special chapter, something like a short. So please enjoy! And thank you all so much for over 1K reads! This book has grown so much! *sniff* they grow up so fast ;-;

Please play the music when is says so!

HAPPY EASTER!!! 

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Your pov

You saw Chat climbing walls and washing them, his claws supporting him. You did as you were told, to wash dishes and set up the table, well the whole table for Master and Mistress' dinner. You slapped on an apron, pulled your braids into a ponytail with a scrap of fabric you stole from the sewing room, and went to your station- to the sink-well one of them (the kitchen is really large so there is more than one sink). 

You washed a plate, dried it with a towel in the pocket of your apron, and put it beside the sink to make a stack so someone else can pick up the stack of dishes and set em out on the table-that was the routine. You washed utensils, glasses, plates. You became very bored so you decided to 'play' a song through you head- one of the last songs that you heard before you was caught into this place. 

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You started humming out the tunes and lyrics...

  Come on, come on, turn the radio on

It's Friday night and I won't be long

Gotta do my hair, I put my make up on

It's Friday night and I won't be long  

You silently whistled the song to yourself

  Til I hit the dance floor

Hit the dance floor

I got all I need

No I ain't got cash

I ain't got cash

But I got you baby  

You quietly sung out the lyrics, and did your dish washing  in rhythm with the song and started swaying your hips, twirling around and kept doing your chore.

  Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)

Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)

But I don't need no money

As long as I can feel the beat

I don't need no money

As long as I keep dancing 

You got more into the beat, swayed your hips and tail more, a gentle ballet twirl with your arms raised, you sung louder you became one with the song!

  Come on, come on, turn the radio on

It's Saturday and I won't be long

Gotta paint my nails, put my high heels on

It's Saturday and I won't be long  

Till I hit the-

(stop music or w.e)