Good, because this thing itches. [Finally his claws become useful thanks to how thick it's starting become.]
Be careful of his stache, it can absorb objects and he's after my miraculous. He can actually punch you with it. [He rubs his cheek.] Hard. We're downtown near the residential district. I'll see you there, buginette.
[Even with his follicle frustrations he manages a wink for her before closing his comm and pouncing back into action.]
[A smile sneaks its way onto her face before he can hang up.] Sounds like you're really itching to go. [Okay, puns aren't really her thing, but she couldn't resist when her partner's looking so silly and when she knows it'll throw him off.] I'll be there in five.
[Now she closes the comm. And races in the direction of the fight. Once she begins to see the number of people sporting ridiculous facial hair, Ladybug knows she's found the right place.
She lands beside Chat Noir in a moment. ]
Think the akuma's in those fake glasses Chloe made him wear?
[Puns. Another reason he's in love with his partner in heroics.
Extending his staff, Chat Noir pushes a small crowd out of the wya before they can be stache-ified. Her landing is right on time and he brings his staff back to two handed size.]
Has to be. I can't get close enough to them though. His mustache keeps going for my ring.
[There are literally two large, hairy fists at the ends.]
I can keep him busy. [As long as he kept his distance, but he'd buy her time to figure out a way to get those glasses.]
[Dodging such malleable hair is a first for him. It doesn't help that the innocent bystanders mustaches are now big enough to try to attack him!]
Take [backflip.] your [somersault] time.
[But really he doesn't want his new facial accessory to start getting a mind of its own.
And now Super-Mustache wants to focus on Ladybug.]
No you don't! Cataclysm!
[The destructive black force in his hand crumbles a nearby wall, making a temporary barrier of debris. Time to amp up the acrobatics to keep his miraculous safe.]
[A few catlike jumps over the wall is all it takes to-]
What?
[Just as it looks like he's about to clear the debris, Chat Noir is yanked back to the ground by ...his right wrist? Wrapped around it is the very mustache Ladybug needs; and it's slowly growing upwards towards his fingers.
One digit of his paw blips before going completely dark.]
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Be careful of his stache, it can absorb objects and he's after my miraculous. He can actually punch you with it. [He rubs his cheek.] Hard. We're downtown near the residential district. I'll see you there, buginette.
[Even with his follicle frustrations he manages a wink for her before closing his comm and pouncing back into action.]
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[Now she closes the comm. And races in the direction of the fight. Once she begins to see the number of people sporting ridiculous facial hair, Ladybug knows she's found the right place.
She lands beside Chat Noir in a moment. ]
Think the akuma's in those fake glasses Chloe made him wear?
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Extending his staff, Chat Noir pushes a small crowd out of the wya before they can be stache-ified. Her landing is right on time and he brings his staff back to two handed size.]
Has to be. I can't get close enough to them though. His mustache keeps going for my ring.
[There are literally two large, hairy fists at the ends.]
I can keep him busy. [As long as he kept his distance, but he'd buy her time to figure out a way to get those glasses.]
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I'll use lucky charm. Maybe it'll give us something that will get us closer.
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Take [backflip.] your [somersault] time.
[But really he doesn't want his new facial accessory to start getting a mind of its own.
And now Super-Mustache wants to focus on Ladybug.]
No you don't! Cataclysm!
[The destructive black force in his hand crumbles a nearby wall, making a temporary barrier of debris. Time to amp up the acrobatics to keep his miraculous safe.]
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Chat, lead him this way when he breaks through the wall!
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[A few catlike jumps over the wall is all it takes to-]
What?
[Just as it looks like he's about to clear the debris, Chat Noir is yanked back to the ground by ...his right wrist? Wrapped around it is the very mustache Ladybug needs; and it's slowly growing upwards towards his fingers.
One digit of his paw blips before going completely dark.]
I mustache you to give me a second!
[The dorky pun doesn't match his tone at all.]