Tikki POV:

"Hey Tikki!" I heard a voice in my head say. Plague was talking to me, telepathically.

"Hey Plagg." I touched my head, I had a slight headache from being tossed around Marinette's purse while she ran.

"How are you?"

"Oh pretty well. Hows life at the mansion?"

"Not to bad. It's a good thing this kid is loaded. He gives me all the cheese I want. I just wished I knew what he wants so I could give it to him." Plagg let out a mental sigh. 

"What do you mean?"

Images flashed in Tikki's mind, playing like a movie. All of them showed Adrian at home or when he is doing things for his father. All of them were cold. While Adrian may have a smile on his face, it was obviously just a show. Tikki could feel his sadness.

"Is this normal for him Plagg?"

"Yah, this is one of the first times since I met him that he, as Adrian, doesn't feel that sadness. Your great at giving advice, got any now?"

"Try talking to him. Not sarcastically, but have a real heart to heart. Just be prepared. In order to get him to heal, he will have to trust you, and you him. You may have to break down you wall and tell him a few things too. I feel that will help him most."

"Thanks Tikki. You really are the best thing in this world."

"Plagg...did you just put me above cheese? Oh no.. Is something wrong? Plagg, do you have a fever?!?"

"I'm fine, tikks. I swear."

"ok, if you say so. You should go visit Fu just to be safe."

"Tikki I'M FINE!!! can you stop worrying about me for once? Your almost as bad as my mother." Plagg's words were filled with playful mockery.

"And where would you be without my worry? Besides, your mother was an honorable woman. She made the best food ever!"

"She was a really good cook wasn't she."

"Yah."

Tikki and Plagg sat in a comfortable silence. Each reflecting on their wonderful past, before they chose the destiny of helping the Ladybugs and Chat Noirs of the future. When they were two young friends, careless and carefree.