It is done. Congratulations those who planted the seeds. Get ready for kid!Chat version, the companion piece to Little Princess.

If she was ever asked what about Chat Noir annoyed her, Marinette would have a list ready.

A small list.

But still a list.

No. 1 on that list: his puns. And sense of humor.

Don't get her started on Chat Noir and his puns. Don't get her started on puns in general. She's had fifteen years' worth of puns. She's had enough puns to last her a life time.

But the universe was funny, and sent her yet another punner to have in her life.

And his thought he was "hissterical".

Ugh. Would she ever get a break?

No. 2 on this list: personal space.

Chat has no sense of personal space. He always has to be in your bubble. He always has to have some kind of contact. He always has to be close.

And don't get her started on shoulders!

She doesn't know what is up with him and shoulders, but he always has to touch shoulders. She's sure that if she let him, Chat would constantly have his claws resting on her shoulders and his side pressed up against her's.

Just no sense of personal space.

At all.

No. 3 on this list and the most frustrating thing about him: his selflessness.

Chat lived up to being a protector. Without a single bit of hesitation, he'd dash in, cover her up, and take that coming blow that was meant for her.

Some girls would find this trait endearing and admirable.

Marinette hated it.

Nothing was worse than seeing him take that hit instead. She never got used to it, would never like it, and hated when he said it was worth it, that she was the more important member of this duo; that it was a must that she make it.

She could smack him every time he uttered those truthful words.

She hated his selfless and protectiveness; she hated how cold her body got when he covered her.

Like this moment, in this instant right here.

Terrible Two was having the time of his life, shooting wild shots as he cackled; and one came straight at her. And Chat, being that chivalrous fool that he was, dove in and took what would have been a mild annoyance as Ladybug.

But instead of her becoming an actual tiny Ladybug, Marinette fell back to the ground, wincing down at little kitten flopped over her stomach in a slight daze.

Terrible Two stopped when he saw the dark figure get hit, then stomped up to the door, let out a mocking, "Ha! Ha!" And slammed the door behind him, like that could stop Chat Noir from coming after him.

If he couldn't reach the door, probably.

Huge green eyes blinked at her, his leather cat ears twitching slightly. "Pwincess?" he uttered.

"Oh Chaton," she sighed, sitting up and frowning down at him. She could faintly hear Terrible Two scampered away, laughing as he made more and more toddlers. "What do you think you're doing?"

Chat leant away, puffing his chest out as he flashed her a huge grin. The tip of his tail flicked happily. "Saving my Pwincess of couwse!"

"But now you're a literal kitten!" She tried to stay mad, she really did.

He rolled his eyes at her and shook his head. He held up his claws, wiggling his fingers. "This kitten got cwaws! And they shawp!" Oh how cute.

He stumbled out of her lap, waving his arms to balance himself in his new body. He announced when he was set, "Now Pwincess! Youw knight must go and stop this tewwible thweat! Adieu!" He grabbed her hand, gave her a sloppy kiss on her knuckles, and raced towards the door, intent on following that akuma despite his small size.

But like she predicted, he couldn't reach the door handle.

She watched for a few short minutes as he grunted and hissed and growled in slight frustration as he tried to reach for it. One of his claws could just barely scratch the bottom of it.

Sighing, she asked, "Do you need some help Chat?"

He paused, his tail flickering about behind him. His ears fell flat on his head as he turned to look at her with oh no huge green kitten eyes that were jerking on her heartstrings. Sheepishly, he confessed, "Yes Pwease."

Snickering, she opened the door for him, offering, "Maybe you should just let Ladybug handle this?"

"Absowutewy not!" Chat exclaimed, looking very offended. "I can still hewp My Wady!" He took her hand again, gently tapping his claws on her knuckles as if patting her for a job well done. "But thank you fow the concewn! You hewped me a wot Pwincess!" He gave her another sloppy kiss. Then looked up at her with huge eyes once again. Marinette braced herself.

"Couwd... couwd I have cookies water?"

Well how could she say no to that face?

And very easy request?

"Sure," she grinned, ruffling up his hair and scratching his head in just the right spot, earning a lout happy purr from the kitten. "Any time Chat."

Sticking his tongue cutely as he beamed, he gave her a two finger salute before rushing off, trying to find Terrible Two.

How cute.

She should probably hurry over and take care of that akuma before Chat got there though.

Opening her purse and meeting big, amused blue eyes, Marinette ordered with a shared humorous smile, "Spots on!"