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...I am officially pissed off at my tab suspender. I need to check the market for a new one.

(Not that I needed a tab suspender before Tumblr came along...)

Miraculous Ladybug Choose Your Own Reveal: If You Feed A Stray...

Cat Noir and Ladybug are hiding behind a car. Cat is fairly certain that Ladybug would call it "Strategic retreat for tactical reassessment" or something, but he calls it like he sees it. They're pressed up pretty close to each other and peering over the side of the car at the akuma when a rumble sounds between them, coming from Cat Noir. Cat's ears droop and his cheeks go dark. "Cat Noir, this is not the ti—" Ladybug starts, then cuts herself off when the rumble that could have been mistaken for a purr turns into a gurgle that cannot be mistaken for anything but the growling of Cat Noir's stomach.

Cat looks away. "I hate mealtime akuma attacks," he says. "I get why they happen, people are always easier to upset when they're hungry, but it usually means I end up missing a meal myself, and I'm hungry pretty much all the time anyway." He risks a glance at his Lady. "I know teenage boys are notorious for how much we eat, but my nutritionist still doesn't know where I'm putting all of it, and I can't exactly come out and say I'm burning all those extra calories during my part-time gig as one of Paris' superheroes."

Ladybug looks at him with concern, but their collective attention is drawn back to the fight as flaming debris flies over their heads.

Later, once the supervillain is beaten, the akuma cleansed, and the customary fistbump observed, Ladybug instructs Cat to meet her in ten minutes on a near-by rooftop, no excuses. Perplexed, Cat Noir follows her instructions, and goes to the roof she indicated for a quick detransform-recharge-retransform and to wait.

A short while later, Ladybug shows up with an armload of bread and pastries from... somewhere. "These are for you," she tells him, "no arguing."

He wants to, wants to ask her why, how she got all of this, wants to at least try and shove some money at her to repay whatever she spent on this, but he knows that expression; she won't accept any of it. So instead he smiles gratefully at her and takes the bread. (It's from Tom and Sabine's Bakery and Patisserie, by the scent, he thinks (and, later, the taste). He wonders if Ladybug got it from Marinette.)

Once he's finished half a baguette, Ladybug informs him in no uncertain terms that she's going to make sure he's fed properly from now on.

( Option One, with sub-option by AlexSeanchai )

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( Option Four (by dinoblob) )

( Option Five (by silveradept, with sub-option by Socchan) )

Options N+1: IDK, you write these ones. (Anon is open, but please sign your comment and/or include a handle somewhere!)

(Note: Current plan is to write at least the outlines for these in comments, and then link to them in the main post.)