Adrien's POV:

Plagg returns after twenty minutes of being put on his own.

"That was dangerous Plagg! You can't just leave like that! Someone could see you!"

"Aww Adrien! You don't want to see what I got you?"

He opens a brown paper bag and the scent of heaven comes out. He pours the contents out onto my desk and flies behind me.

"Let's see, we have lots of stuff. Candy, cookies and-"

"CrOiSsAnTs!!!!!!!" I yell cutting him off.

I run to the table and grab all the croissants.

I run to my sofa like a crab and shove a huge croissant into my mouth. And another one. And another one.

"Wait! I won't some!" Plagg yells.

"Blolshhsvshwvqgqlwvfhsplwowjdbbsbab!"

"Adrien, I can't hear you when you talk with your mouth full."

I swallow and say,"You brought me this, go get you some camembert!"

I giggle.

"No!" A muffled scream yells.

"Adrien? What was that?"

The mumbling and yelling of a man and a woman catch my attention.

"You can't do that to her! She never did anything to you! She's just a child!"

"Be quiet! I have my reasons and you know why she's here!"

"For a stupid reason! You just want everything! After I saw how our son was doing I had to come back! Everything you ever wanted is here but yet you still want everything!"

"Plagg, Claws Out!"

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We walk up to the door and listen carefully.

"Don't do this, I loved you."

"But you left me here with a son that's never going to know what a mother feels like. He will never be like you!"

"He is me and more and you can't deny it!"

I walk away from the door and detransform.

"Well that's interesting," Plagg whispers.

"We have to find out who's in there."

I walk back up to the door.

"Hello?" I knock.

No reply.

I open the door and no one is in there.

"Plagg stay hidden, just in case someone is in here."

He stays in my shirt.

The room is gray and green. No windows. The paint is peeling off the walls.

"I've never been in here before, and it's my own house?"

"I don't know," Plagg whispers.

I walk into the room.

The smell of dust makes me cough.

In the center of the room, a chair sits freshly dusted and cleaned.

I wipe my hand across the wall.

"There's a picture under this dust. No wonder the room is gray. No one has cleaned in here since the dinosaur ages."

I look around the room to see if I can find anything to dust this wall off.

I find a clean hand towel and being dusting.

Half way through and the door begins to open.

I step back to hide and the floor creaks. The door swings open.

"Adrien!"

"H-Hello father."

Happy Father's Day!!! How are y'all? I'm great! The teacher said I would most likely be in the advanced class!!! Thank all of you for your support!!! I will be updating on Friday so I'm back on track.