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☆゚. * ・ 。゚Special Chapter☆゚. * ・ 。゚

This chapter is a special chapter, something like a short. So please enjoy! And thank you all so much for over 1K reads! This book has grown so much! *sniff* they grow up so fast ;-;

Please play the music when is says so!

HAPPY EASTER!!! 

  ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )  ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅ ̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ )

Your pov

You saw Chat climbing walls and washing them, his claws supporting him. You did as you were told, to wash dishes and set up the table, well the whole table for Master and Mistress' dinner. You slapped on an apron, pulled your braids into a ponytail with a scrap of fabric you stole from the sewing room, and went to your station- to the sink-well one of them (the kitchen is really large so there is more than one sink). 

You washed a plate, dried it with a towel in the pocket of your apron, and put it beside the sink to make a stack so someone else can pick up the stack of dishes and set em out on the table-that was the routine. You washed utensils, glasses, plates. You became very bored so you decided to 'play' a song through you head- one of the last songs that you heard before you was caught into this place. 

███▓▒░░Play Music.░░▒▓███

You started humming out the tunes and lyrics...

  Come on, come on, turn the radio on

It's Friday night and I won't be long

Gotta do my hair, I put my make up on

It's Friday night and I won't be long  

You silently whistled the song to yourself

  Til I hit the dance floor

Hit the dance floor

I got all I need

No I ain't got cash

I ain't got cash

But I got you baby  

You quietly sung out the lyrics, and did your dish washing  in rhythm with the song and started swaying your hips, twirling around and kept doing your chore.

  Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)

Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)

But I don't need no money

As long as I can feel the beat

I don't need no money

As long as I keep dancing 

You got more into the beat, swayed your hips and tail more, a gentle ballet twirl with your arms raised, you sung louder you became one with the song!

  Come on, come on, turn the radio on

It's Saturday and I won't be long

Gotta paint my nails, put my high heels on

It's Saturday and I won't be long  

Till I hit the-

(stop music or w.e)

You stopped in your tracks, realizing what you done, you turn around, seeing everyone clap for you! A big wide smile crawled on your face as well as a blush. "You should be a popstar Snowflake!" you feel an arm lie on your shoulder. You look up beside you and see the one and only Chat Noir give you a wink and one of his signature smiles "Thanks, Kitty ^-^" you smile back before looking back at everyone who went back to their chores. 

"ADAIIRE!" you hear Master call you. Oh boy, he probably heard me! you thought.  "Come out now!!" he yells again. Which means 'to come out into the hall-well the very large and wide nice fancy~looking halls' "I'll be right back." you look down and start to walk off but a hand grabbed your wrist. "I'm coming with you" "Chat...no-" you was dragged into the hall, seeing Master with his whip in one hand. 

*gulp*

"Next time....DON'T BE DISTRACTED!" he raises his whip and you close your eyes tight waiting for the leather to meet your skin. You jumped hearing the ear piercing crack of the whip, but didn't feel a thing, except a warm mass on your body. You shot open your eyes, seeing Master, looking at you, breathing hard, he mutters something and walks off  "Fix him." 

Chat Noir, the shuddering of his breath,  gripping the cloths of your outfit slightly. "Ch-Chat!" you stop knowing that the poor guy-er, cat was bleeding. "Turn into a cat" you ask as he did so. You carefully picked him up, and run to an empty restroom. You placed him down and he grew into his feline self. He fell into your arms instantly, and you try to straighten him up, cupping his face and looking him in the eye. "Don't do that ever again!" "..." he says nothing, as his ears droop. "W-Where's the gash at?" "Its just a cuuuut" he whines. "Just show it to me!" he sighs  removing his t-shirt, revealing the gash on his right shoulder. Where can I find a towel at? Oh! I completely forgot I had my apron on still! You took the towel from it, and went to the sink, wetting it, went back to him. "Try not to move okay?" he nodded. You placed the warm wet towel on the gash, which made him wince slightly. "Sorry" "Nah it's okay" "...Alright this may feel cold" you warn him as your finger glowed an icy blue, gently and slowly going along the gash, making it stop bleeding. Looks better now.  You finished and saw his face, giving him a warm smile. Chat held your hand, kissing the back of it, but you saw he was going deeper into it so you yanked it back grabbing his hand, "Come on, we have chores to do!!"

I stayed up like at 4:30 in the morning on dis bruh -.- 

Took me like an hour

967 words- wait thats short right?!

edited-1012 words


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