A/N: This is my FIRST Miraculous Ladybug FanFic! I've spent the majority of being an MLB fan reading many other FanFics from many other great writers before I finally came up with a good idea.

AND I APOLOGIZE IF THIS IS ALREADY A FANFIC ELSEWHERE! I haven't seen a Miraculous Ladybug FanFic about this and I took the opportunity to write this! If there is, I am politely asking you now to let me know about it so that I can take this down in respect of the author! Because honestly, I don't think I'd like to search through nearly 6,000 MLB fanfic's for one like this but it is entirely possible that there is one like this.

Prologue

Adrien stared at Plagg, worry and confusion surging through his electric green eyes with raised eyebrows. His lips were pressed together in a slanted line with doubt that his black-furred, green-eyed, selfish kwami was "fine". He had just come back from school, the first day back now that summer vacation had ended. Plagg insisted he stay home. What he didn't expect was for Adrien to bring him a wheel of camembert.

Plagg was stiffly sat on top of Adrien's basketball hoop, arms crossed over his chest as his neon-green cat eyes were narrowed into a glare, staring at the ceiling.

Plagg was sad, frustrated, and overwhelmingly sympathetic. It had been a year ago today since he was given a new holder, Adrien, and being at his house wasn't easy. Sure, Adrien got enough privacy in his own room that Plagg didn't need to hide as often(ly as Tikki did). But without that time hiding, it left his mind wandering…

And the ability to sense another kwami nearby was strong. Particularly stronger whenever Mr. Agreste was around.

Today may of been one of the most...tail-pulling days that Plagg absolutely dreaded. While being at home without Adrien, he took the rare opportunity to give himself a tour of the mansion. And even though he had been living here for over a year, there were rooms that Adrien wasn't allowed access to.

Curiosity killed the cat and satisfaction...well, may or may not of tormented the very soul of this mischievous kwami…

What Plagg found near Mr. Agreste's room had raised his suspicions completely. He was only looking for an encyclopedia of cheese but instead triggered a reaction when he attempted to grab a heavy book (labelled Adrien Agreste). It was sort of cliche, but behind a bookcase with many encyclopedias on fashion and what Plagg took as gibberish, was a round, dark room.

He left, though. But not quick enough. Mr. Agreste came stomping in. Luckily, Plagg hid behind a photo on the case…

And that was when he saw him.

Hovering above Gabriel's shoulder was a purple, winged creature. A kwami.

Nooroo.

Plagg had to stop himself from knocking over the photo is disbelief that the moth kwami was who he had been sensing in this mansion for well over a year now! And that he belonged to Mr. Agreste. And that brought Plagg to the very truth behind Mr. Agreste's strict and short temper.

Adrien would be broken!

As soon as Mr. Agreste and Nooroo had passed him, Plagg zoomed back to Adrien's room.

He didn't even bother to eat the last of his camembert before Adrien came home.

And now Adrien was bothering him about his mood, which wasn't a good thing to do to an upset cat kwami.

And saying "Just leave me alone, kid. I'm over-tired." in a very vicious voice finally shut Adrien up.

Tikki...What do I do?!

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