Today had been a pretty good day so far, in Adrien's opinion.

He woke up, went to school, returned home, and was now currently doing his homework. School had been a bit boring, well, except for one thing…

Flashback

Adrien took his normal seat next to Nino right as the bell rang started to ring. The class was reading the first Sherlock Holmes story in the series, and so far they had barely gotten past John Watson and Sherlock Holmes meeting. Adrien sighed. He had already read the story, and started looking around the classroom for something to pay attention to instead. His eyes accidently landed on Chloe across from him, who noticed him in the exact wrong moment. She winked and blew him a kiss, giving him what was supposed to be a flirtatious smile. He gulped in horror and quickly turned back to the teacher. He didn't want a repeat of that, so he figured he better just focus on the story. Hearing the story for a second time sure beat Chloe. He shuddered.

The class was just about finished when he heard something behind him, coming from around his head. Was that… breathing? Sniffing? He was just about to turn around to see what was going on when he heard a chair sliding and a very loud squeak. Something, or someone, came crashing down on him. A yelp escaped his lips as his head slammed against his desk.

"OOOOOHHHH MY GOSH I'M SO SORRY!" a familiar voice shrieked in his ear. Adrien groaned as the high-pitched voice nearly broke his eardrums. Dazed, he turned around to see who was on top of him. It was an extremely red Marinette, who had a mortified look plastered on her face. He gave a small chuckle at the sight.

"It's okay…" he started but was cut off Marinette scrambling to get off of him.

"HERE LET ME JUST SCOOCH MYSELF RIGHT OFF OF YOU HEHEHE…" Marinette yelled loudly, pushing her hands against the desk to prop herself up. Adrien knew Marinette wasn't always the most… coordinated person. He was just about to ask her if she needed help, but the words died in his mouth as Marinette's hands slipped off the desk and she came tumbling down. Their heads thunked together rather hard as she landed on him once more. "Owww…" they both groaned simultaneously.

It seemed like Alya and Nino couldn't take it any longer. They started howling with laughter, tears streaming down their faces. Marinette and Adrien both looked up and saw their whole class giving them this look that read 'why must you two be like this.'

"Miss Dupain-Cheng, would you mind removing yourself from Mr. Agreste?" the teacher huffed, arms folded in front of her.

"OH YES, THAT SOUNDS LIKE A TERRIFIC IDEA! YOU, MADAM, ARE QUITE THE GENIUS! I MEAN, OF COURSE YOU ARE, YOU ARE A TEACHER AND ALL…" Marinette hollered as she literally rolled off of Adrien.

"Marinette, there's no need to shout, they can probably hear you throughout the whole school," Alya reminded her, smirking as she raised an eyebrow.

Adrien could faintly make out what Marinette said next. "I can't believed I tried to sniffed his hair…"

Adrien choked on his own spit. Marinette sniffed on his hair?! No, he must have misheard her. Yeah, he definitely misheard her. Alya's laughter was not hard to miss however.

End Flashback

Adrien started chuckling again. Marinette could be so funny sometimes… in an endearing way of course. He looked back at his homework and sighed, squinting his eyes in contemplation. He was nearly done, but he only had a couple of minutes of before patrol started. He figured he was at a pretty good stopping point, so he closed his book and stood up from his chair.

"Plagg, I think I'm going to transform now and be at patrol a bit early. Have you had your cheese yet?"

Plagg perked up at the word cheese. "To be honest, I have, but I wouldn't mind some more! So, in translation, go get me more cheese, human."

Adrien rolled his eyes. "If you already had cheese and are going to act like that, then I think you're just fine for transforming."

Plagg looked at him with shock. "Um, did I stutter? I said I want more cheese, human," he said in a dangerously low voice.

Crossing his arms, Adrien glared at his kwami. "Not with that attitude. I think I'm going to start training you if you keep this behavior up. Besides, any more cheese and you'll get tubby."

Plagg started towards him slowly. "Oh, you had better take that back! And you can't train me, I'm over a thousand years old, immortal, and in charge of you."

Adrien simply shrugged. "That may be true, but I'm bigger, so I make the decisions around here."

Plagg started to give him the death glare, but suddenly stopped. An amused look crossed his face instead. "I suppose you have a point. Go ahead and transform, dear boy."

Adrien smiled, thinking he had won. "See, now was that so hard? I knew you could be polite if you tried!"

Plagg just gave him that same look, and nodded his head.

Adrien started to feel a little bit uneasy at his kwami's strange expression, but decided to disregard it for now.

"Plagg, claws out!" he called anyways, pumping his fist in the air.

After he transformed, he moved to the window. He stopped and turned around when he caught sight of himself in the mirror. Eyes widening, he took a step closer to the mirror. His hand came up to his face.

Whiskers. Plagg had given him whiskers. There were three on each side of his nose, sticking straight out. He could even move them when he twitched his nose! He started to snarl. Oh, when he got his hands on that cat…

Then he froze again. He hadn't noticed at first, but on closer inspection it became quite obvious. He leaned into the mirror a bit more, jaw dropping as he gaped at his reflection. His mask wasn't there.

AN: I know I really shouldn't be starting a new story while writing my other one, but this idea has been keeping me up at night. I hope you enjoy! Please feel free to review! I love hearing what you guys think. My computer has been having problems lately, but I will try to update as soon as I can. Bye for now!