By Storm or By Surprise
Chat just barely made it to his classroom, now abandoned for lunch, before losing his transformation. He sighed in relief, leaning against the desks, and gave himself a minute to catch his breath.
“Jeez, kid, shouldn’t you be better at timing these things by now?” Plagg asked, hovering.
“Sorry,” Adrien breathed heavily, “won’t happen again.”
“Yeah, it will. Just make sure you’re stocked up on extra cheese when it does, it’s hard enough keeping my energy up without you cutting everything so close to-” Plagg stopped whining and promptly vanished inside Adrien’s shirt. There was only one reason Plagg would disappear without finishing a demand for Camembert. Stomach sinking, Adrien slowly turned around.
Standing in the doorway was a very shocked Marinette Dupain-Cheng.