I have this not-so-lowkey desire for Plagg to slowly develop this sort of weird in-his-own-mind rivalry with Gabriel over Adrien.
Gabriel says no birthday party? WHO CARES IF AN AKUMA THREW IT, WE’RE GOING. Gabriel-approved schedule says it’s bedtime? LEMME SCARF THIS CHEESE NOW LEGGO CLAWS OUT WE’RE LAPPING PARIS TWICE TONIGHT. Gabriel is just in general the neglectful worst? SIT STILL AND LET ME GROOM YOU KID SHUT UP I’M NOT PURRING YOU’RE PURRING fine maybe we’re both purring.
Basically, Plagg aggressively adopting his chosen as HIS KITTEN DAMMIT and vengefully leaving dead mice in Gabriel’s designer shoes. >>