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-Chat noir’s love of puns have manifested into a physical need. One day, ladybug has gotten really tired of hearing his puns, she makes a bet.
“I bet you can’t go two weeks without saying a single pun”
Chat says he can, but he will only do it, if he can get a kiss. Ladybug agrees, only if he can do it.
For the first few days, Chat was doing great. Not a single pun had even come close to chat’s mind.
But as the 4th day passed, he began feeling withdrawals.
He started sleeping less, he was a bit more bitter, (his sweetness over shadowed this, but a few people have noticed he was a bit off)
Plagg told him it wasn’t healthy, that he should just say them in his room.
Adrien refused, saying it was cheating and that they wouldn’t be funny in the context.
After 10 days, Adrien was a wreck. He looked like he was dying. He nearly passed out from exhaustion in class. (The puns that he didn’t say kept piling up in his head, keeping him from sleeping)
During an akuma attack, The akuma itself kept making puns. Chat got so frustrated , he just kicked the tar out of him. Ladybug noticed something was definitely up. All chat said was. “I’m fine ladybug. Just really tired.”
Later that day, Marinette found Adrien teetering in a library chair.
She tried to snap him out of it
In his delerium, he mistook Marinette for lady bug (which she is)
“I haven’t said a single pun…”
Marinette was confused until she started to realize how off chat was.
Chat was Adrien.
By making Chat stop his puns, it was hurting them both .
“Is that what is making you like this?” Marinette asked.
“I need to win that bet…” Adrien yawned still thinking he is talking to ladybug.
“Just say some, please…” Marinette pleaded.
“But… the bet…
“I’m sure ladybug wouldn’t want you like this over a bet.”
Adrien focused his eyes.
“Marinette?”
“Please, if you need to say puns to go back to normal, do it.” Marinette insisted.
Adrien noticed the worried look in her eyes.
“Okay, I just hope you forgive me for this Pun-ishment.”
1 hour of puns later.
Adrien fell asleep. Smiling and content.
Marinette sighed, swearing to never let chat hold back his puns again.
She gives him a peck on the forehead and left him to sleep.
Questioning if she should tell him she knows he is chat noir.














