When Tikki and Plagg moved to Paris after sensing that it would soon be under threat, they did what they had been doing for thousands of years – separate to find their chosen ones, and, until their charges revealed their identities to one another, or if they never do, meet up every full moon a quarter after midnight for important updates, if any.

It was the second time they met each other since arriving in Paris. They had chosen the highest point of the city to meet – the top of the Eiffel Tower. Tikki had arrived first, and she waited patiently for Plagg, hoping Marinette was still sound asleep and wouldn't notice that Tikki was missing.

Once Plagg finally arrived, Tikki swore she smelled him before she saw him. She covered her nose with her hand, scowling at an approaching Plagg. "Did you really have to bring your cheese along again?"

Plagg stared innocently at the cheese in his paws. "But it makes me happy. I thought you understood. Don't tell me you still didn't bring a cookie with you."

"I ate it before I left," Tikki said, crossing her arms at Plagg.

"Well," said Plagg, taking a seat next to Tikki and nibbling on the edge of the half eaten Camembert, "don't blame me if that loud stomach of yours decides to do a mating call. My cheese ain't single nor will it mingle with bug stomach."

Tikki rolled her eyes at the cat. How she managed to stick by his side for thousands of years, she could never understand. She tried her best not to cover her nose as Plagg eats, but when the smell finally made her eyes water and her throat burn, she exclaimed, "How can you stand the smell?"

"You mean Chat Noir's armpits when he keeps me inside his shirt all day? I just think happy thoughts," Plagg said casually. "And I breathe through his arm holes."

"What?!" yelled Tikki, shocked, annoyed and amused all at once. "You think Chat Noir smells worse than Camembert? And I wasn't talking about Chat Noir! I was talking about – oh, never mind."

Plagg devoured the remaining of his cheese as Tikki looked on with an endearing smile. She was also smiling because she was glad the cheese and its smell were finally gone.

As Plagg licked his paws clean, Tikki remarked, "I hope I get to meet Chat Noir soon."

"Me too!" said Plagg enthusiastically. He looked at Tikki, who immediately became infected with Plagg's abrupt excitement. She loved it when the past Ladybugs and Chat Noirs shared their identities with each other. They always ended up working much better together after getting to know one another behind the masks. Well, other than a few exceptions, which she hoped wouldn't happen to Marinette and this Chat Noir.

Plus, she got to see Plagg more often, and not just once every full moon on lonely and cold nights like this.

But Tikki's excitement was short-lived, because soon, Plagg then said, "Once you've met him, then you'll finally know how much worse he smells than Camembert!"

Tikki stared at Plagg, now entirely annoyed. "Oh, Plagg."