Chat Noir slid the tiny USB drive into a zippered pocket for safe-keeping.

With a languorously slow stretch, he dove down from glow of the observation deck and into the dark, spinning his baton to drag and slow himself to a less painful speed before the baton rebounded him back off the ground, scrambling back home.

This one hadn't come cheaply. An autograph and a promise to drop in on the security technician's son's birthday party.

But it was still a small price to pay in return for keeping their secrets - and expunging the camera record from the Eiffel Tower's records.

He scrambled over rooftops and roads, desperate to get home and quick.

Film was apparently the one thing Ladybug's Lucky Charm couldn't fix.

In the aftermath of Nadja Chamack's tangle with a dark butterfly, it had become clear to him that one of them needed to do it.

Ladybug wasn't used to having to cover her tracks, but his life in the public spotlight had taught him well how to handle these sort of messy situations.

And it was his job to keep his Lady safe, after all.

Adrien toweled his hair as he stepped out of the bathroom. The warm shower would help him with the achy muscles post-patrol.

After a long day at school, no shortage of homework, and one extra long patrol, he had more than earned a little bit of relaxation.

And a little bit of prime battle footage. One that would never make its way onto the Ladyblog.

Adrien grinned, padded barefoot across the hardwood floor over to his desk to drop the damp towel into the hamper.

"Don't worry, Kitty?" Plagg snorted, hovering over a half-devoured bowl of popcorn. He snorted, leering back at his charge through half lidded eyes. "Oh, this is just priceless."

The cat kwami jumped on top the mouse, pushing the buttons to copy the file onto the hard drive. "Wonder if I can sneak this to Tikki. Lord knows she could use the laugh, too."

With a blissfully ignorant smile, Adrien dropped into his desk chair. "Good footage?"

Spluttering, Plagg guffawed, rolling atop the desk until he was just barely able to wipe the tears out of his eyes. "Oh, kid. It's the best."