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mochinek0 · 3 months ago

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Daminette December: 31-Broken Promises

Lila smiled as she walked with the girls on their way to the movies. Time after time, she heard the girls make plans with Marinette only for them to choose her over the goody-goody. They would promise to hang out with her later but that wasn't going to happen on her watch. It made her so happy that Marinette was being left out. She was probably left sobbing, realizing no one cared. She never expected that they would run into her.

"Uh, M-Mari we-we were gonna tell you." Rose tried to stammer out.

"Tell me what?" Mari questioned.

"Uh, we have to reschedule." Mylene announced, embarrassed.

"You see, Lila-" Juleka began.

"I'm sorry!" Lila cried out, "It's just I had tickets and I wanted to invite my friends. If you were nicer, we could be friends."

"Were you waiting long, Angel?" A man came over and asked.

"Nope." Marinette smiled, "You're right on time, Damian." kissing him.

"Who is this?" Alya questioned.

"My boyfriend." Marinette smiled.

"What?" They all questioned.

'Boyfriend?'

'When did she move on from Adrien?'

'How long have they been dating?'

"But....weren't you gonna get ice cream with us, later?" Asked Alya.

"No. You assumed I was going. You threw out another random promise to "make it up to me", like all the other broken promises." Marinette replied, rolling her eyes, "Did you really think I was always waiting for you guys? That I was just gonna wait around like some sort of loyal pet 'til you decided to hang out with me? Every 'promise' you only made to yourselves and I guess you broke a lot of them."

Damian took a step towards them.

"Don't bother with them." Mari declared, "They're not my friends. They haven't been for a long time. Looks like we're finally on the same page." shocking them all.

"Ready to go?" Her boyfriend asked.

"I thought we were gonna watch the movie around here." Mari spoke confused.

"No." Damian announced, "It's somewhere better." leading her away.

"So, all those times we told Mari we'd meet up," spoke Mylene, "She never went?"

"I wonder how many times she did, but we never showed." Mumbled Alix

"I feel bad." Stated Rose.

Juleka shifted, uncomfortably, "Did we really promise that many times?"

"I guess we haven't been going for a long time." Alya mumbled, sadly, "How did we not know she got a boyfriend?"

"What about Adrien?" Asked Alix, "Wasn't she jealous of Lila?"

"Maybe you can be friends now!" Exclaimed Rose, getting the other girls excited.

"But now she's not friends with us." Claimed Mylene.

"Oh yeah." Whispered Juleka.

"Maybe we made it so they would never be friends." Mylene continued, sadly.

"We're sorry, Lila." Alya spoke up, "i guess we should have said 'No' when we already had plans."

"Should we follow her?" Rose asked.

"No." Declared Alix, "It seemed like they were on a date."

"Let's get everyone together and we can figure out how to apologize tomorrow!" Alya announced.

"Maybe we can earn her friendship back!" Shouted Rose, happily.

As they began to walk away, Lila shouted out, " But you guys!"

"Sorry, Lila, but we need to break our promise to you this time." Stated Alya, "We have to try and save this friendship!"

"Maybe another time." Suggested Mylene, "We'll pitch in."

"But-" Lila tried to argue.

"Nino says he's calling Adrien." Alya declared.

"We can meet on the Liberty." Juleka spoke out.

"I got Nathaniel!" Alix shouted, as they continued to walk away.

Lila stood there in shock before stomping her foot and screaming. She thought she had succeeded in stealing them away. She assumed when they cancelled their plans with her, they were siding with her. Lila turned and stormed off towards her place. There was no way she was going to school for the next few months. Everything was going to be about Marinette and how to be her friend. She couldn't even use the same excuses. Lila needed a new battle plan!

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mochinek0 · 3 months ago

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Daminette December: 30-Dressed to Impress

Everyone in Gotham Academy knew that Marinette was beautiful. She wasn't one of the wealthier students, but she seemed to attract everyone with her smile.

Damian glanced down the hall, only to see Marinette Dupain-Cheng getting asked out again. He didn't see what was so special about her. He turned back down the hallway he had just came from, deciding to take the longer route to class.

'Why the hell is she getting asked out again? She should just pick one and end everyone's suffering.'

"You should have said yes." he heard someone tell her, "You're going to the Wayne Gala. You'll need a date."

'So she will be there as well. I wish Father would keep annoyances like her out of the event. Likely she will try to speak to me and react badly when I refuse.'

Damian stared as he recognized Marinette at the gala. She had a ombre dress that was dark in the middle and spread out to pink, with her hair in an intricate design. The difference startled him. The Marinette he saw at school was more relaxed. Damian had a hard time refocusing.

'I cannot grasp the change. She is not more attractive this way, but she is alluring at the same time. Her appearance has brought forth many of her features: her eyes appear bluer and she appears to hide her muscles.'

It took him a few moments to recognize she was standing next to Jagged Stone. Even from his distance, he could hear the rock star raving about Marinette being his personal designer and how talented she was.

"BUG!" a voice shouted.

Damian watched as a blonde boy ran up and hugged Marinette. She looked tiny in his arms. Damian just glared, waiting for her to shove him away.

"Don't yell that here!" she shouted at him, "This isn't the place for that! You could have scared someone and caused a disaster!"

From behind Jagged, a boy with ombre blue hair grabbed Marinette's hand and kissed it. It only instigated a fight with the blonde, where he took her other hand and kissed it. He watched as Marinette sighed, in what he could only perceive to be annoyance. Then began the whispers.

"Wow."

"Damn, so that's why I got rejected."

"Me too."

"So, which one do you think is her boyfriend?"

"The blonde seemed more excited to see her."

"But the other guy just swooped in and kissed her."

"Maybe they both are?"

If anything, the whispers dug the way into the young Wayne's brain.

'These idiots are the reasons for the rejections? They are why I have to hear people asking her out constantly?'

Damian growled as the trio began to laugh.

"Come." Bruce spoke, "I have some people I want you all to meet."

Damian followed, only to realize they were going over to Jagged Stone and his party.

"Jagged!" Bruce called out in his overly friendly tone.

"Brucie Boy!" Jagged shouted, hugging his old friend.

"You know Jagged Stone?" His brothers shouted.

"Know him?" Jagged laughed, "Bloke threw absolute ragers in college! His parties have toned down now but let me tell you-"

"Jagged, you said you have kids. Do you want your kids at those kinds of parties?" Bruce interrupted, hoping to get his point across.

Jagged rolled his eyes, "Alright. Luka is my boy. My daughter is with her wife, back in Paris." placing his left hand on his shoulder and then placed his right hand on the girls shoulder, "Marinette is my adopted niece and rockin' designer."

"Wait!" cried Tim, "You made his album cover?"

"And me clothes, Mate. What we're wearing right now is her exclusive clothing line." Jagged bragged.

"Your work is high quality for your age." Bruce declared, "Oh, right. Jagged you know my adopted boys: Dick, Jason, and Tim. This is my biological son, Damian." shoving him to the front.

Jagged cackled, "Looks just like you!"

Damian watched as Marinette blushed red and quickly looked down. Adrien caught the look and started laughing.

"You had no idea, did you?" he laughed.

"Oh, shut up!" she growled at him, "I didn't even know who you were and I follow fashion!"

"Ouch." Adrien smiled.

"You know my son?" Bruce asked, looking between them, praying nothing bad had happened already.

"Uh, I wouldn't really say I personally know. I've seen him at school." she replied.

"Yes, the Queen of Broken Hearts." Damian stated.

Marinette crossed her arms and glared at him, "Says the Ice Prince of Gotham."

The Wayne looked at each other, seeing it looked like the two were about to do battle.

"Broken Hearts, huh?" Luka teased, "Damn, even here, you're pulling people."

Marinette rolled her eyes and faced the blonde.

'So, she doesn't like the attention.'

"We both tried our luck with her, but ultimately failed." Adrien smiled, "Don't let us fool you though. She can pull girls, too."

"I'm not looking for romance right now!" Mari whined.

"At least you have options lined out the door for when you do." Luka smirked.

"We'll volunteer again." Adrien smiled.

Mari smacked them both in their chests.

"You both are dating, each other." Marinette cried out, "Adrien, you're practically family."

The boys looked at each other and smiled at her, "We don't mind a third, if it's you." they declared.

"I hate you both." Mari pouted, "You're both perfect for each other."

Jagged laughed, "I love having another musician in the family. Luka, when are you making Adrien my son-in-law?"

The boys turned red, while Marinette giggled.

"Why don't you and Bruce's boy go dance?" Jagged suggested, shoving her forward towards the Waynes.

"You want me to step on his foot?" she questioned.

"Bug, you dance flawlessly." Adrien spoke, "I don't know why you say you can't. Even Felix agrees with me and he's had years of dance recitals."

"Is that so?" Damian asked, grabbing her wrist, "Let's find out."

Marinette glared at Adrien, as she was dragged away, "No crossaints for you!"

"So what did you mean?" Damian questioned, as they began to dance.

"My family are bakers." She spoke, glancing down at her feet quickly, "He always asks me to make him some when he's not with my parents."

Damian tilted her face to look at his, "Baker, fashion designer to rockstars, college student. Is there anything you can't do?"

"Love." she whispered.

"Same." he answered.

Marinette focused on his facial features, gaining his curiosity.

"What?" he questioned.

"You're attractive." Mari stated.

Damian faltered for half a second, not expecting her bluntness.

"That's it?" Damian asked, suddenly expecting more of a compliment.

Mari huffed, "It's not like you want my opinion or actually care what I think. Besides, You seem like the type of person to look at someone as a whole."

"Explain." Damian spoke, trying to see her reasoning.

"You don't care if someone looks good. You care about actions. You care about your safety and making sure you're not hurt in the end. You're not going to entertain somoene who wants to marry you for your money. You want someone real and as real as you." Marinette declared.

The young Wayne was so enthralled with her words, he hadn't realized how close she was to his face.

"I, personally, hate rumors and tend not to believe them." she stated, "I can find out for myself if someone is trustworthy or just another liar. It's the same with fashion; people are more two-faced then Harvey Dent and just try to take the easy way to the top, usually with a drink or a bed."

Marinette pulled away and walked off, back to her company.

Damian stood there, rooted to the spot. As he gained his thoughts and walked away, he could hear the whispers.

"Is she dating Damian Wayne?"

"Fuck! I'm never gonna get her now!"

"What about me, huh? What about my chance with Damian?"

"What chance did you think you had? Obviously, she looks better."

"I can't believe you'd say that!"

"I don't know. He is the Ice Prince."

"And she's the Queen of Broken Hearts; your point?"

"Maybe she's out of his league. Queen and a prince?"

Damian smirked, getting an idea.

'Perhaps, this time, being close to a classmate would not be a bad thing. If I stay near her, I would not have to hear people asking her out. It would not clutter the hallways and I would not be late to class. I would not have to hear her name mentioned constantly around the school.'

The young Wayne looked back to see the blonde on his knees, hugging her legs. Marinette looked exasperated, while Jagged and his son laughed at the scene.

'He looks desperate. I wonder if her baking rivals Alfred's to make him put on that display.'

"So, Little D, what do you think?" Dick asked, hoping to hear his decision on the girl.

"Adequate dancer. Adequate conversation." The young Wayne stated, " I may have just solved an ongoing issue. Excuse me."

"Huh?" Tim questioned.

"Did the brat just compliment her?" Jason asked.

"I believe your brother did compliment the young lady." Bruce replied.

"Marinette." Damian spoke, standing in front of her, "I believe it would be fortunate for the both of us if we declared a relationship."

Damian watched as her cheeks turned red, at an alarming rate. Her party seemed stunned by his declaration.

"But you...why?" Mari finally asked, "From our conversation-"

"We both hate people surrounding us and the attention we bring about." Damian interrupted.

"Us dating....would get people to stop." Marinette concluded.

"Mari." Adrien spoke up.

"You are asking me to....fake date you, so you don't get asked out, but by extension, neither will I." Mari declared.

Damian nodded, "Correct."

"Sure." Marinette smiled, "You got a deal."

"What?" Cried the boys with her.

"Oh, and expect a care package. My boyfriend can't dress like that. The design doesn't suit you. I'll make sure my clothes do." she declared.

Damian bowed and walked back to his family.

"What was that?" Asked Tim.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng is now my girlfriend. " the youngest Wayne announced.

They were silent for a moment, but Jason broke the tension.

"Guess she impressed the brat." He stated

'Impressed? Perhaps.'

Damian looked back towards Marinette. He wouldn't have just chosen anyone to be in a relationship with, even if it was just for appearances.

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Daminette December: 29-I Spy

PREVIOUS: The Words I Regret the Most

Marinette looked around the small café, that Damian had brought her to. He had paid for their sandwiches and tea, before taking them to the patio.

"I use to believe I was allergic to you." Damian suddenly declared, "My palms perspired. I had difficulty speaking to you and you made breathing difficult."

Marinette giggled at his innocence.

Damian took a deep breath, before taking the plunge, "I told Mother."

"Oh." Marinette spoke, realizing what had happened all those years ago.

"Stay away from my Damian. What is good for my son, is good for the League. I know my son best."

"I-I can see why she wanted me to stay away from you now." Marinette continued, "I wasn't sure if I had done anything wrong or-"

"No, Habibti, you did not." Damian spoke, "Tell me, what has it been like living in Paris. What have you learned?"

Damian listened as Mari spoke of her love for fashion. He hid his anger as he learned she had tried dating in the past. He smirked as he learned she broke up with him and how they were trying to be friends, instead.

"Do you know how annoying it is to be seventeen and never been kissed?" Mari whined.

Lila trailed behind the class, after she had been outted as a liar. They were given free time to explore and grab lunch.

"Is that Marinette?" Mylene questioned.

"Huh?" Kim replied.

"She's with that Damian guy." Nathaniel pointed out.

"It looks like they're on a date!" Rose cheered.

"No way." Huffed Alya.

"That's Mari." Nino declared.

"He stated they knew each other as children and he hasn't seen her since she was five." Max stated.

"They spoke in a different language." Ivan spoke.

"Adrien, was it Mandarin?" Sabrina questioned.

"No." Adrien answered, "Besides, Marinette doesn't know Mandarin. She knows other languages, but not Sabine's."

"Well, they said she was adopted." Juleka pointed out.

"Is she even Chinese then?" Chloe asked.

"Good question." Adrien replied, making Chloe smile, "Tim is half-Italian and half-French."

"What?" Lila asked, breaking her silence.

Adrien turned to her, "Marinette's Nona travels a lot and comes to visit. Sabine is Chinese and her relatives have visited, as well."

"How did we not notice?" Alya asked.

"I don't know." Mylene replied.

"Look, they're grabbing lunch." Nino sighed, "There's a burger place around the corner and it's supposed to have pictures of the bats, when they stop by at night."

"Maybe we should say hi or something." Nathaniel spoke.

"Or apologize." Alix declared.

They watched as Damian lunged across the table and kissed Marinette.

"And it's date!" Cried Adrien, "Okay, you guys, we are not interrupting that!"

"But-" Alya whined.

"Nope." Adrien said, shoving her in the other direction, "No going and bothering her about it later, either! It's the least we can do. Nino; lead us to the burgers!"

The class silently followed Adrien's lead and walked away.

Damian had jumped across the table and kissed her.

"Apologies." He spoke, pulling away. "We might stay as friends, but I did not want to miss the opportunity to be your first kiss. I wish tobe your last, as well, but that remains to be seen."

Marinette sat in her chair, bright red. She thought Damian wanted to talk and possibly be friends. She wasn't so sure anymore.

Mari found her voice and asked, "Miss Talia?"

"My mother is no more." Damian answered, " I don't not abide by Grandfather's laws anymore."

Marinette studied him for a moment, "If you don't mind, I'd like to get to know you a little bit more....before forever.....Habibi."

Damian nodded.

'I still think I'm allergic to her. I no longer care if I am.'

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Daminette December: 28-Training Session

he last thing Adrien, Kagami, and Felix expected when they got to Wayne Manor was to find Damian and Marinette battling with swords, in a room large enough to be a ballroom.

"Woah." Adrien spoke first.

Marinette turned her attention towards the door, just for a second, and ultimately found herself pinned under Damian.

"Dammit, Adrien!" she shouted, "I had him this time!"

Damian grabbed her hand, helping her to her feet, "Habibiti, you are lying to yourself. You are still recovering."

"Mari, what did you do?" Adrien asked, as they made their way towards the couple.

She sighed, "I twisted my ankle while I was running away from Scarecrow."

"Hime-sama!" Kagami roared.

Mari scoffed, "He's lucky I wasn't running towards him."

Damian leaned down and kissed her head, "He would not have survived." making her smile.

"You have grown much." Kagami spoke, "You footwork is most admirable."

"I'm not surprised." Adrien smiled.

Felix and Kagami looked at him confused.

"Miss Clumsy? How are you not surprised?" Felix questioned.

"Marinette auditioned for a fencing spot before." Adrien announced, "She scored against me every turn. I couldn't touch her."

Kagami and Felix looked at them in shcoked.

"How did she not get the spot?" Kagami pushed.

Adrien rubbed the back of his neck and looked away, "We never did finish our spar. You arrived and demanded we compete. You got the only spot."

Kagami frowned.

'Mother. You may have possibly ruined a sparring partner for me.'

Marinette waved it off, "Don't worry, Gami. The spot didn't really matter to me. It was when I was trying to get to know Adrien better."

"I thought you couldn't fence?" Felix spoke.

"I didn't." she replied, "Dami taught me how. His siblings get busy and he needs a sparring partner."

"But you-" Began Adrien.

"Damian taught me how to use swords when we were kids." Mari answered, "I just used the same concept."

"You fence?" Kagami prodded.

The Wayne heir nodded.

"Mind if we spar?" she questioned, "If we not interrupting."

Damian turned towards Marinette, "Rest."

She nodded, "You can use the two rooms, down the hall, to change into your gear."

As Adrien and Kagami got ready, Mari sat against one of the walls and grabbed her sketchbook. Felix sighed as he sat down next to her.

"No bars?" Adrien asked.

"None." Kagami confirmed.

Damian simply nodded and got into position. Soon, it was a two-on-one match. Damian demonstrated his flexibility and prowess, backflipping away from their attacks.

Felix glanced over at Marinette, only to see her smiling. As if her pencil moved on its own, he saw clothing based of her boyfriend.

'Bodysuits?'

"I didn't take you for the kinky type." he spoke, softly, to not interrupt the match.

Marinette quickly turned to him, blushing.

"What?" she questioned.

He motioned towards the bodysuits on her sketchbook, "Bodysuits?"

"Damian would wear these when he trained with his mother." Mari commented, "I..I just wanted to give him something to wear around the manor, he would be comfortable in."

"Bodysuits?" Felix pushed.

"And other things!" she pushed back.

Felix scoffed, "Like what; a chocker?"

"No!" she shouted.

She took a breath and glanced at the match, making sure they hadn't stopped.

'Okay, Damian still looks like he's enjoying himself.'

"You know, FeFe, you can be such a pain in the ass." Mari spoke, now that she had settled down.

Felix glared at her, "I hate that name."

She smiled, "Yeah, but I do it to annoy you. At least I'm not like Chloe. You don't have to hear it all the time, like 'Adrikins'."

"Ugh." he groaned, "I feel like she would be calling me a poodle."

Marinette began to laugh. Felix frowned and shoved her, making her fall to the floor. Suddenly, he found Damian in front of him, with a saber to his throat. Felix remained perfectly still. Marinette rolled her eyes, as she got up from the floor, and shoved Damian back, slightly.

"He's harmless." She declared.

"Excuse me!" they both shouted, before glaring at each other again.

"Felix didn't go it to hurt me. He pushed me because I insulted him and wounded his pride." Marinette admitted, "It was as forceful as me shoving you away, right now. It just looked rougher because I was still laughing and didn’t get up."

"What did you say?" Damian questioned.

"I called him by a name that he hates." she stated, "I am not sharing that privilege."

"Habibi." the Wayne heir pushed.

"You and your brothers have names I am not honored to call you by; names that you have earned by each other." Marinette reminded him.

Damian frowned, making her sigh.

"Mari insulted me further by saying at least she wasn't like Bourgeois." Felix commented, smoothing over the fight.

She smiled, "He commented that he'd feel like a pet poodle, which is that made me laugh. You know, Gami, maybe you should get him a collar."

"Don’t you dare!" Felix shouted.

Kagami looked amused, while Adrien just looked confused by his cousin throwing a tantrum. Even Damian appeared to be amused by Felix's interactions with Marinette.

"What did you draw?" Damian questioned, changing the subject.

Mari turned her sketchbook towards him, showing off the suits and training gear.

"Like Mother's." He replied.

She nodded, "Felix said it appeared 'odd'. I was gonna change it."

Damian leaned down and kissed her forehead, "Do no such thing. I'd like to add pants, like Ra-Grandfather wore."

As Marinette took notes and drew a few quick sketches from memory, Damian continued, "I would enjoy veiling you in similar clothing."

"As your mother?" She shrieked, "Habibi, I know you love your mother, but her clothing was......revealing, with assets I don't have!"

The Wayne heir chuckled, "Clothing of our culture, not her attire specifically. " making Mari sighed in relief.

"Your mother?" Adrien asked confused.

"Was technically single woman." Damian stated, "She flaunted what she had and was confident in her appearance."

"A woman of power." Kagami spoke.

"Very much so." Agreed Damian and Marinette.

Felix shrugged, "I can't see her wearing those types of clothing."

Damian growled.

"What?" Felix declared, "She's too……innocent and pink."

Damian began to chuckle, as Marinette blushed.

"What?" Felix questioned.

Damian leaned in so only Felix could hear him, "What you all walked in on, was our version of foreplay."

Felix tensed up and could feel the blush heat up his cheeks. He glanced towards Marinette, who dared not meet his gaze. She quickly turned away and walked towards Adrien and Kagami. Felix turned his gaze back to Damian.

"Mother taught My Angel something very important in life; appearances can be deceiving. To look a part with a mind like a steel trap will bring men to their knees." Damian continued, "The only thing Mother didn't account for, was me falling for the same trap. You of all people should know not only to train the body, but also the mind."

Felix looked towards the trio. Marinette was happily smiling with Kagami, showing them some of her designs.

'Now that I think about it, she is surrounded by well known people: friends, customers, or people that had crushes on her. She used her appearnace and mind to make connections.'

"She's gonna take over the world, isn't she?" Felix asked.

Damian smiled, "I will be standing next to her when she does."

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mochinek0 · 3 months ago

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Daminette December: 27-Press Start

Part 1-Ghosted

"So, why are we in a video group chat?" whined Kim.

"Yeah, I have work in the morning." growled Alya.

"Adrien sent me a video and said we should all watch it." Nino answered.

Many groaned.

"Can't we do this another time?" asked Alix

"How long is the video?" questioned Max.

"Uh, ten minutes?" The DJ replied.

"Okay." Rose spoke, "That's not sooo bad."

"So, its not a video-video." declared Nathaniel.

"What's it about?" Mylene asked.

"I don’t know." Nino spoke, "He just said we all had to watch it."

"Well, press start." Kim declared.

"Yeah, I wanna go back to bed." Alya sighed.

Everyone watched as Adrien popped up on the screen, like he was filming off of his phone.

"Shit!" He murmured, "Wrong side."

The group laughed. Suddenly, a runway appeared.

"A fashion show?" questioned Juleka.

"Why would he-" began Ivan.

"This year's winner is Marinette Wayne." The announcer cried.

"Wait! What?" Alya shouted.

"Marinette? As in our Mari?" Rose gasped.

"No. Couldn't be. They said Wayne." Nathaniel corrected.

To their shock, the Marinette they knew walked out with long hair, in a tight dress and heels.

"Thank you, all, so much." Marinette smiled, "I'm honored to be chosen to stand before you today. Thank you to my husband for dealing with my ridiculous schedule and for forcing me to go to sleep. Thank you to our children, who kept my days bright when I felt at my lowest and felt like nothing was good enough. My parents for always supporting me and the Wayne family for sneaking me coffee, when Damian forbid it."

That got some laughs. The camera shifted to some guy who looked really pissed off.

"No, but in all seriousness." And the camera was back on Mari, "Thank you Bruce, Tim. Jason, and Richard for welcoming me into your family with open arms and for the spur of the moment design adventures. My collection isn't complete without all of you. My commissions will be back up in a month and some slots have already been filled."

They watched as the grumpy man took the stage.

"The world doesn't deserve the beauty you show it, Mon Ange." He spoke, "If I wasn't already married to you, I'd propose all over again."

They cooed in time with the audience. Mari smiled at her husband and handed the mic back, before he led her back stage.

"Holy shit! Mari got married and has kids!" Adrien shout-whispered, "Imma go see if I can catch her and say 'Hi'."

The group watched as Adrien tried to squeeze through the crowd and tripped.

"Fuck; I'm alright." He spoke to himself.

"Mr. Agreste, I wasn't aware you had backstage passes." Spoke a security guard.

"Right here!" He shouted, practically shoving his badge in the guard's face.

The guard backed up and verified the pass. They nodded and allowed him in.

"Hey, have you seen Marinette Wayne, the contest winner?" Adrien asked a model.

"Get that camera out of here, you jerk!" They shrieked.

"I'm not filming you!" Adrien replied. "I just wanna see Mari!"

"No, i haven't seen her." The model shot back.

"Shit." He mumbled.

"Hey, he's looking for the new girl!" The model shouted.

"Hubby took her through the back!" Someone called out, "They had plans!"

"So, she won't even be at the after party?" The former model whined.

"Probably not. I heard her panicking before the show started." The new model replied. "Something about her uncle or something. I don't know; I didn't really pay attention. Could have been a ploy."

"Lita had to call her husband over to calm her down. He promised to take her to the airport after the show." Another model spoke, as they walked by.

Adrien nodded and walked out, "Damn, I wish I had congratulated her."

The video cut suddenly.

"Holy shit!"

"Oh my god!"

"That was Marinette!"

"Did you see how long her hair was?"

"She got married!"

"He seems like a grump."

"Who cares; she has kids!"

"What about the death threats?"

"She looks so happy."

"He looks like he could protect her."

Alya stared at the screen in silence as everyone continued to be amazed at Marinette's life.

'After everything we did, none of it mattered. Mari never got with Adrien. Lila ended up getting bullied by someone else and rejected by Adrien, in the end. She never forgave him for that. Lika felt so humiliated that she left the school and they lost contact after a few months. The only reason she even talked to him now, was because of Nino. Now, Marinette just...vanishes and gets a perfect life? She's married with kids! That guy looks nothing like Adrien!'

Alya blinked and realized the screen had gone dark. She turned her head and saw Nino staring at her, before wiping years away.

"It....It doesn't make sense!" She cried out, "I thought she was in witness protection or something, after her parents told us about the death threats! She just stopped talking to us! She still has her same name, Nino! She's married! She has kids! She's a fashion designer! How did everything work out for her and not for us?" Alya shouted.

Nino sighed and unlocked Alya's wheelchair. Alya growled and made her way back to the bedroom. She dragged herself back onto her bed and pouted.

"You have therapy tomorrow, remember? Maybe you can bring this up there." Nino answered, softly.

"That wont change the fact that she got everything she never deserved!" Alya cried, "She was a bully and controlling! She stalked your best friend! She-"

"Was threatened and scared." Nino spoke, " She was fifteen when she left Paris. It's been ten years, Alya, but you keep blaming her for everything. You even blamed her for when you ran into traffic and lost your leg."

"I keep telling you; she did it all the time and was fine!" Alya screeched, " I should have-"

"Enough, Alya!" Nino shouted, then sighed, "If I had known what was on the video, I wouldn't have shown you. I'm sorry and I'm going to bed. Max and I have work in the morning."

"Nino." Alya whispered, as he reached the door, "Do you think that if she had watched my sisters that day, we would have worked out?"

"No." He answered, "You are in our guest room because it is close to your therapist's office. I know you're trying, but try harder. The girl I remember didn't give up and she got lost somewhere years ago. If I could meet that girl again, that would be nice."

Alya stared at the door as it shut.

'I don't know how to prove it, but she ruined everything. My life was amazing until she left. It was like she sucked all the good luck out of me. Maybe if I can finish therapy, Nino will see I'm right and he'll love me like he use to.'

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Daminette December: 26-Robin My Heart

"Get down and remain silent." Robin growled.

Marinette looked away, his silhouette catching her eye. She quickly threw her black scarf at him.

"What did I-" he began.

"Hide your face until you can get another mask." she declared.

Damian reached up and touched his face. Half of his mask had been destroyed in the blast from Joker's bombs. Damian quickly called in backup and the need for another mask, declaring he was with the victim.

"One is on the way." he spoke, trying to hand it back.

"They could be watching." she whispered, angrily, "Or don't you care about your identity. I haven't seen you, yet. They shouldn't know you. They could target your family. Isn't that in Hero 101 or something?"

Damian smiled and used morphed the scarf into a veil, similar to how his mother had taught him. As they waited in silence, the Joker's cackles echoed from room to room. It wasn't long before Red Hood found them together and handed him his spares mask. Red Hood watched as the girl kept her back towards them until Robin declared his mask was secure.

"Thank you for rescuing me, Little Robin." she smiled.

Red Hood cackled, infuriating Robin.

He towered over the girl, "I am not little!"

"Well, it was….an experience to meet you." she declared, "Have a good night."

Robin quickly grabbed her wrist, "I need to make sure you get home safely."

"I'm a big girl." she retorted, "I can handle myself."

"You were just kidnapped." Robin growled out.

"Wrong place; wrong time." she sighed, rolling her eyes, "It's not like I was the target."

"Let's go." he commanded, dragging her away.

"Boys." she groaned, causing his family to laugh.

Damian was caught off guard to a familiar giggle, he hadn't expected to hear at university. He glanced around and spotted the girl from the other night. To his shock, she was wearing a jacket designed after his vigilante persona. Damian could feel his cheeks warming as he stared at her bright smile.

"So, how did your family find out?" Asked one of the girls near her.

"I don't know!" Marinette cried out.

"What did they say?" Asked another.

She sighed, "My mother asked 'What use is your training, if you're not going to use it?'. Not my fault they pepper sprayed me, first."

"And your dad?" Someone questioned.

Marinette groaned, "He asked if he was 'Robin my heart'."

"By the jacket, I'm assuming yes?" A girl giggled.

"Nope." Mari stated, "Though, I can appreciate that he took down everyone himself and rescued me. He didn't need the others."

Damian gulped at the unexpected praise. He knew he did his job; it was expected of him. Yes; he had been told he had disappointed his parents, but a job well done?

"Think you'll see him again?"

"Nah." She replied, "I don't plan on be kidnapped any time soon."

Damian walked right past her and smirked.

'I think Robin should make a stop at her balcony, tonight. '

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Daminette December: 25-

Alya stormed her way into the bakery, side stepping the customers and went up to the counter.

"Where's Marinette?" She demanded, "She's not answering my texts."

Tom and Sabine were momentarily startled by Alya's outburst. Sabine quickly glared at her, pulled Marinette's phone out of her pocket, and placed it on the counter.

"She's grounded!" Alya groaned.

Tom cleared his throat. "I believe it's time you leave, Alya."

Alya suddenly realized this wasnt the happy couple that always welcomed her into their home; they were business owners. A quick peak around told her she was holding up the line and everyone around her was getting upset. Even the customers were glaring at her, so she quickly left. Once outside, she sighed and texted Nino.

ALYA: Mari grounded. Can't watch twins.

NINO: Another time then.

Alya's leg bounced, impatiently, as she waited for Marinette to get to class.

'Knowing her, she'll be late. I need to know how long she's grounded for so Nino and I can replan our date.'

Lila entered the classroom, sobbing.

"Lila, what's wrong?" Rose asked, running up to console her.

"Marinette was sending me horrible texts yesterday." The liar continue to sob.

Alya slammed her hands on her table, "Well that explains it!"

"Huh?" Lila looked at her, sniffling.

"I was gonna have Marinette babysit, yesterday, so Nino and I could go out. Her parents must have caught her texting you, because she wasn't answering." Alya huffed, "I went over to talk and her parents confiscated her phone. They showed it to me."

"How long is she grounded for?" Alix asked.

"I don't know!" Alya shouted, "Even her parents seemed upset and just told me to leave."

Lila sniffled louder as she walked towards her seat with Alya. Alya sighed and patted her on the back, not really giving her the attention she desired. Lika supposed her wrath towards Marinette worked too.

By lunch, Marinette still hadn't shown up for class. Her name hadn't even been called, but with her tardy record, they figured, what was the point in calling her name if she was always late anyways?

Alya angrily took a bite out of her sandwich, "I can't believe she is throwing a tantrum."

"What do you mean?" Asked Nino.

She scoffed at her boyfriend, "She's grounded and now she's just...not showing up to class?"

Nino looked at her confused, but could see she wasn't paying attention to him anymore. His girlfriend was so fixated on Mari being the reason they couldn't go on a date yesterday that she wasn't thinking.

'I know when I get grounded, they make sure I go to school and go straight home. For me, my system board would be taken away, but for Mari, maybe her sketch books? Something isn't adding up.'

After lunch, Ms. Bustier announced to the class they would be planning a field trip.

"Alya; you'll be in charge." She smiled.

"Me?" Alya cried out, "That's Marinette's job!"

Caline stated at her and noticed several of the class nod along.

"Oh!" She murmured, "I thought you all knew."

"Knew what?" Rose asked.

"Marinette left Paris and moved to a different country." Caline answered.

"What?" Shouted Adrien.

"When?" Questioned Nathaniel.

"Last week." Their teacher replied.

The class tried to remember what day they saw her last. She had been there on Monday because they had called her out on dumping punch on Lila's new dress.

"Lila, you said Marinette was texting you?" Ivan pressed.

"She was!" She cried out.

"But Tom and Sabine have her phone with them. They showed it to me." Alya replied, "How could she text you?"

"New number." Lila shrugged.

Chloe scoffed, "And what, she just told you 'Hi. This is Marinette. I'm going to keep insulting you.'?"

"Uh, guys." Spoke up Juleka, "Can any of you see her social media?"

Try as she might, Caline couldn't get the class back in order.

"It's gone!"

"I even typed her name in and I can't see it."

"I can't see her on Twitter."

"Not tiktok, either."

"Did she delete her accounts?"

"Do you think she blocked us?"

"All of us?"

"Her fashion site is down, too!"

"What?"

"I was gonna order from her next month!"

Adrien's arm shot up, "Miss Bustier, where did she go?"

Caline frowned, "I don't know either. I was only told she was leaving the country."

"Maybe....she's in Shanghai." Adrien mumbled to himself. "Sabine has family there. I saw her there once, but Gina is Italian."

"Wait!" Nino spoke up, "You saw here there? When?"

"A few years ago. I had a shoot, there, and Mari was visiting her Great Uncle. " he declared, "He thought we were dating."

The class didn't say a word.

"She told him that?" Asked Mylene.

"No!" Adrien cried out, "I was. Apparently I said too many nice things about her and he assumed I was trying to join the family. As soon as Mari heard him, she explained we weren't dating. While my Mandarin is pretty good, I need to brush up on the cultural aspect, too."

"She did?" Kim pushed.

"Yeah." The model nodded.

The class looked at each other. If what Adrien was saying was true, it called Marinette's bullying of Lila into question. She had out right denied a relationship with her crush.

"Ms. Bustier, do you know how long Marinette will be gone?" prodded Alix.

Caline winced, "As far as I am aware, she isn't coming back. She didn't sign up for a foreign exchange program."

"So, we might never see her again?" questioned Juleka.

Their teacher sighed, "That is a possibility, but her parents are here, so she may very well visit during the holidays." trying to give them some hope.

The class went to the bakery after school and were shocked to see Marinette's parents glaring at them.

"Can we help you?" Sabine stated.

"We didn't know Mari left Paris." Mylene spoke up.

"I'm surprised you noticed." Her mother commented.

Mylene backed off at her hostile tone.

"Can you tell us where she went?" Alix asked.

"No." Tom responded.

"Uh, how about how long she'll be there?" Nino interjected.

"As far as we're concerned, indefinitely." Tom declared.

"But-" Rose tried to speak.

"Why did Mari leave her phone?" asked Alya.

"You mean why did she not let you bully her anymore?" Sabine commented.

"Huh?" a few questioned, confused.

"We're not-" Alya began.

"You mean like the way you stormed in, the other day, because my daughter wasn't answering her phone." Sabine stated, "She couldn have been busy helping us, babysitting, making dinner or doing homework. All you cared about was yourself."

Alya looked down, ashamed.

Tom sighed, "Marinette has been getting death threats."

"From who?" Adrien shouted.

"Not from any of you, as far as we know, but the police are looking into it." her father replied.

"The police!" Kim cried out.

"Yes." Sabine responded.

"So, she is in witness protection." Max assumed.

"No." her mother answered, "Her boyfriend's family took her in."

"Boyfriend!" shouted a few.

Her parents sighed again. They hadn't believed it when Marinette told them she no longer saw the classmates as her friends. She said she didn't see a reason to tell them anything.

"I think it's time you all leave." Tom spoke.

"But we have more questions!" Rose cried out.

"I'm not going to give answers to people who are not friends with my daughter." Sabine replied.

"We are friends!" Adrien declared.

"No, you're not." Tom answered, "You all know that."

Adrien tuned to his friends and saw they looked ashamed.

'Did something happen and I didn't notice?'

The class dispersed from the bakery in silence.

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Daminette December: 24-Scandal

PREVIOUS: Headline

Marinette spotted Damian on campus and glared at him every chance she got. On the way to her last class, she felt herself being pulled behind a stair well.

"Who do you think you are?" She demanded.

"Your boyfriend, according to the headlines." The Wayne heir smirked.

"You were the one who opened your mouth and said you were!" Mari shouted, "I thought you were just….gonna make her go away-"

"I believe I accomplished that." He replied.

Marinette growled out of frustration, "I know I went to you for help, but I didn't expect….this! I was sure you would just keep me away from her with your glare alone."

Damian smirked.

'She had faith in my abilities to keep her safe when she could have done so herself. Though, I suspect, her standing up for herself would have caused an ever greater scene.'

"You chose me, did you not?" he pressed.

Marinette tenses up and looked away, but Damian caught the blush that spread to the tip of her ears.

"Why did you help anyways?" she questioned, "Honestly, I half expected you to push me away and tell me our business was over."

"You prefer honesty, do you not?" Damian asked.

"Yes!" Marinette replied, turning around.

"You do not lower your standards. You are fixated with your own goals in mind." He continued, "You are also very intelligent. It was wise of you to use my connections for help."

'I didn't know he was paying that much attention to me.'

"Say the word and Gabriel will lose all standing in the fashion community." Damian ranted on, "We can have the Daily Planet print out articles about his abomination of a model. I am positive Lois Lane and her husband can find anything negative about her."

Getting overwhelmed by his continued praises, Marinette grabbed Damian by the collar, and pulled him into a kiss. Mari flinched at the sudden contact of his hands on her waist, but when she realized she wasn't being pushed away, she relaxed into the kiss.

"I wasn't expecting a confession." Mari whispered.

"Tch." Damian blushed, not removing his hands.

She giggled, "I'm glad you see me for my personality and not my looks. I wouldn't mind giving dating a try, if it's with someone like you."

"I guess I'm not a liar then." Damian replied.

"No. You're not." Mari answered, as Damian initiated the next kiss.

Marinette looked at a news article. Paparazzi had managed to take a picture of her and Damian, together, on campus. The headlines read: Damian Wayne protective of his future Wife.

Her face flushed as she looked at the picture. Damian had pulled her behind him and tried to keep them from getting more pictures of her.

"What's the occasion?" Damian questioned, handing her a hot cup of coffee.

Marinette showed him the article. Damian grabbed her hand and kissed the ring on her left hand.

"Yes. I am." He agreed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her still eyeing the old article, and trying to hide her blush behind her mug.

"What, Habibiti?" Damian pressed.

"You know," she admitted, "when this article came out, I was sure you would leave me. I was sure I was causing problems in your life."

"Angel." He sighed.

"I never expected you to make that headline true." She smiled.

Damian smirked, before leaning over and kissing her.

"I am not a liar." He spoke.

Marinette thought back to the headlines from the last gala. They were just staring at each other, dancing, lost in their own world. The headlines was titled: New Wayne Soon?

She thought of the pregnancy test upstairs, in a black box with a red bow she was going to show him at dinner that night.

Mari smiled back, "No, you're not."

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Daminette December: 23-The Words I Most Regret

PREVIOUS: Asking Advice

Jon screamed into the phone and Damian immediately hung up. He sighed as he opened his window. As soon as he arrived, Jon just smiled.

"Did you just ask me for advice? " He teased his best friend.

Damian rolled his eyes.

'This was a mistake.'

"Go home." The young Wayne spoke, moving to close the window.

"No!" Jon exclaimed, "You just had like a giant milestone breakthrough!"

Damian stepped aside to let Jon in and closed the window.

"So.....do they go to our school?" Jon asked, still hovering.

"No." Damian answered, "I knew her from my time with Mother."

Damian eyed his friend as he froze in mid-air.

"Oh." Jon whispered, "Um-"

"She's not like..... me." The young Wayne admitted, "The last time you spoke of...crushes-"

"Awww!" Cooed the half-Kryptonian, "She's you first crush!"

Damian gazed down at his feet, "I told my mother."

Jon watched his best friend's face. He seemed to be struggling with words.

"She was gone the next day. I saw her today for the first time." Damian whispered, "After our talk....I thought ai had sentenced her to death."

Jon remained silent but sat next to him. As much as he wanted to say something, he could tell his best friend was still coming to terms over his childish misunderstanding. If anything, he was still processing his feeling. Admitting he liked her was a huge step.

"I was able to speak to her privately. She spoke of how Mother struck her until she woke up in the pits. Mother screamed at her to keep her distance from me, as she was soiling me with her presence." Damian sighed, "She was unsure if she had harmed me, in some way. Grandfather spared her from Mother's wrath and she was removed from the league."

"Wow." Jon spoke, taking in their story, " Uh, go Gramps?"

The ex-assassin nodded, "She believed she would never see me again. She believed Mother would show up unexpectedly and finish the job or send me to do it."

"Damian." Jon spoke, putting his hand on his shoulder, "This is my advice. Before you ask her out, get to know her. She served your family and things between you both are a lot different. She doesn't have to bend to your will. Talk about what you like; ask her what she likes. Can you bond over those things? Set up a friendship first. You might still like her."

"Mother-" Damian began.

"Isn't here. You are surrounded by your father and brothers. Me." Jon declared, "Besides, how do we know she even likes boys?"

"I see." The youngest Wayne spoke, "I did fail to think of that conclusion. "

"Get to know her, Bat Boy." Jon nudged him, "Oh, the natural-human talking way, not the cyber-stalking your family does."

"I will......take your advice, if you can do me one favor." Damian announced.

"Really? What is it?" Jon questioned.

"Look into Lila Rossi." The ex-assassin spoke, handing over a file, "No Bat Computer. Use your parents connections, but look i to her. She claimed to be in a relationship with me since I was a child. She was in the winning class that Father selected."

"On it!" Jon shouted, before throwing the window open and flying off.

It wasnt until he was home that he realized he forgot to ask the girl's name from his best friend and given the time, he was already on patrol.

'Awwww man!'

Damian never thought he would hold such regret. He couldn't get the image of little Marinette terrified of his mother, out of his mind. He knew what death felt like and she had to experience it because of him. All because he confused allergies with a crush. He had never regretted his words, more than those.

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Daminette December: 22-Coffee Break

Damian felt someone crash into his back, as a planner slid in front of him. He picked it up to confront them, but saw the planner was filled to the brim with sticky notes, highlighter marks, stickers, and writing everywhere.

'So disorganized!'

Before he could speak, a girl grabbed the planner out of his hand and slunk toward his classroom.

'Did they ignore me? They did not even apologize.'

Damian walked into the classroom after them and looked around the class as he took his seat. She sat on the other side of the room, in the back. When the teacher walked in, Damian turned his focus towards the board. As eveyone exited the class, he turned back and saw she was asleep on her desk.

'From that glance at the planner, it is her free hour.'

Damian found himself in front of the coffee shop down the street from the university. He walked in and looked at the chalk board menu.

'Frappuccino's. Lattes. Cappuccino's. Black. Americano. Flat white? Mocha? Espresso? What am I doing here? I do not even know what she likes. What can I remember about her? Parisian. Obviously a workaholic like Drake or disorganized mess. Fashion major and intelligent, if in advanced business classes.'

Damian looked at the time and saw that twenty minutes had passed sicne he had left the class. He had been staring at the menu board for over ten minutes and he still had to go back to campus. The Wayne heir groan internally as he called the only person he knew who could help.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" Tim asked, as he answered the phone.

"I need to buy someone a coffee." Damian replied.

"Ask them what they want." Tim shot back, "Why did you call me?"

"They are asleep." the youngest Wayne answered.

"Well, wake them up!" Tim spoke, stating the obvious.

"The only reason I called is because this is the only free time they have to sleep." Damian declared, "They are buy with their business. Their planner was full of deadlines to meet. What would you recommend?"

Tim sighed, "Nitro is super strong, but so would be a long black. If you think they like something lighter, a latte."

"You do not have a guarantee." Damian spoke.

"No, not unless I knew them personally." Tim replied, "Personally, I prefer six shots of espresso in a vanilla latte."

"Tch." Damian growled, before hanging up.

Damian entered the nearly empty classroom, where she was still sleeping. The Wayne heir had bought all three of Tim's recommendations, excluding his personal favorite. He set the drink carrier on the desk, near her and turned to leave. As he took another step, an alarm sounded off on her phone. Damian turned back to see blue eyes peering at him.

"Hello?" she spoke.

"Damian." he replied.

"Hi, Damian." she answered, rubbing her eyes, "Did you need something from me?"

'Why does she remind me of a kitten, right now?'

"No." he stated, turning to walk away.

"Wait!" she cried out, noticing the coffee gift near her, "Did you get these for me?"

Damian nodded, "I saw you were busy and had fallen asleep."

She got up, quickly, and hugged him. Feeling him tenses up, she quickly took a few steps back.

"Thank you, so much!" She spoke, "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever done to me since I moved here."

"I would suppose so." Damian replied, "Gotham isn't known for....its pleasantries."

She smiled, "Oh! I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

"I did not know what you like and asked someone for recommendations. I got you a nitro cold brew, a long black, and a caramel latte." Damian stated.

Mari took the nitro and took a sip. Damian watched as her smile turned into a frown.

"It's okay, but not to my usual taste." Marinette spoke up, "Thank you again."

Without another word, Damian left.

The next day, Damian walked into class and handed Marinette a gift card for the coffee shop. She looked at him in amazement.

"I am not rewarding your disorganization." he declared, "I am just temporarily assisting you get through your busy season. After this, I expect you to sleep."

Mari's smile faltered.

"Is it not enough?" Damian questioned, "I have them put the maximum amount of $100."

"It.....It is." she spoke, cautiously.

"Then what is the issue?" he asked.

"The 'busy season' as you put it....is all the time. Not.....occasionally." Marinette replied, "It's like this all year. I just got use to it."

Damian was astounded that her workload was as heavy as his brothers' and he helped run an international company. The Wayne heir, immediately took a seat next to her. Mari scooted over, giving her new seat mate some room.

"I want access to your planner." Damian demanded, "I can reorganize it."

"But my clothes-" she began.

"We can manage you time better and you can get some sleep." He replied, "Use that card for emergencies. We can get you another drink, after class."

Marinette smiled, as she handed him her planner.

'I think I made a friend!'

'How did I meet someone so troublesome? I'll probably have this finished in a week, at most.'

Damian flipped to the end of the planner and saw there were already notes written down for the next two years.

'Or maybe not.'

He glanced at Marinette, out of the corner of his eye, and saw she was already working on some designs. She hadn't even noticed him staring.

'Perhaps, it would not be so bad if went longer than a week.'

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Daminette December: 21-Drunk Text

Damian looked at his phone in frustration. He had developed feeling for his classmate, Marinette Dupain-Cheng and the semester was coming to an end. To his knowledge, she would be returning back to Paris.

He had seen her speak to several males from the class.

'Surely one of them must have been her boyfriend. I would have taken the opportunity, had they not been involved. She's smart and beautiful. Her designs never fail to amaze me. She doesn't stay silent about those who are threatened. I wish she was mine.'

Damian looked down at his phone in his hand. He looked to the three shots on the table his brothers had left him.

'Loosen up.'

'You need to lose the stick up your ass if you ever want a relationship.'

'At least take these three shots.'

Marinette sat on her bed, hyperventilating as each text came in.

'This isn't like Damian. Is this suppose to be a prank? A bet or something?'

Mari hesitated, as another text poured in, then she pressed the call button.

"Mari, you call me." Damian slurred speech rang through.

"Da-Damian, are you drunk?" she questioned, finding it hard to believe.

"Brothers told me too." he chuckled, "Loosen me up. Stick up my ass."

Marinette giggled.

'Guess his brothers want him to loosen up a bit and be more friendly.'

"Hey! Who let him make a call?" She heard a voice shout in the background.

"Did he call Bruce?" Questioned another.

"Sooooo, Bruce, uh- " began the third voice.

"This isn't Bruce." Marinette announced.

"Demon Spawn called a girl!" The first voice cried out.

"He what?" Shouted the second.

"I suggest taking Damian home or sobering him up." Marinette pressed, "He isn't in his right state of mind."

"Uh, did he say anything?" The person on the phone asked.

"Plenty." She answered, "Just tell him to call me when he's better." and hung up.

Damian woke up to a slight headache.

'This must be what they call a hangover. I do not appreciate it.'

He saw the sun was high in the sky and moved to go downstairs, hoping to find something to eat and for his head. As soon as he entered the dining room, his brothers froze.

"What?" Demanded Damian.

"S-Something happened last night." Dick confessed.

"I believe your words were 'pictures or it failed to happen'." The youngest retaliated.

"We don't got pictures or anything, but you called someone, last night, and it wasn't to B or Jon." Jason declared, holding up his phone, "They said to call them back."

Damian swiped his phone, confused. He unlocked the screen and went into his call logs. He heard his own breath hitch.

'I called Marinette.'

He quickly realized there were unanswered texts messages, as well. He quickly scanned the texts before retreating to his room.

"Hey, you know what that was about?" Dick questioned.

"Nope. Demon Spawn has his phone locked like Fort Knox. Babs is out of town and said not to contact her and Replacements' knocked out from partying." Jason declared, "Why?"

Dick sighed "I think he more than just called her."

Jason shrugged, "He was in eye sight and clothes stayed on. I think that's a win. "

DAMIAN: I would be amazed if someone like you were still single.

DAMIAN: You hold me captivated by your words.

DAMIAN: You r eyes are soooo blu

DAMIAN: Art is so pretty

DAMIAN: If u single, date me.

DAMIAN: dont go to paris. Stay

'I can feel my intelligence fading as I read this nonsense. Father will have to understand that I will be an only child, forevermore. I can only pray that she will forgive my embarrassing harassment and continue to speak to me.

Marinette: I am single and if what you said is true, I'd prefer a sober confession.

Damian reread her text two more times before he clicked on her number.

"Hello, Damian." Mari spoke.

"I am sober!" He announced.

Mari smiled, "How are you feeling?"

"I apologize for confusing you suddenly." He stated.

'I knew it.'

"It's okay, Damian. I'm sure you were confused, as well." she replied.

"Marinette." Damian spoke.

"Yes?" She answered, surprised he called her by name.

"I would prefer if we could meet next Friday at the Cafe we went to for our first science project." The Wayne heir declared.

'Wait! Is he asking me out?'

"I would like to get to know you more, as well." He continued, "While inebriated, it appears I spoke my true feelings."

'He likes me!'

"I-I like your company, Damian. I'd like to continue getting to know you, too." Marinette answered, grateful he couldn't see her blushing red face, "I look forward to seeing you, even if it's just to talk for a few moments."

'I am grateful that I was not alone in enjoying those moments.'

"I can't wait til next week, Damian." She smiled over the phone.

"Me either. " he answered.

"Get some rest, Damian." Mari spoke, "Drink lots of water and get something to eat."

"I will." He replied, hanging up.

Damian sighed in relief, laying on his bed. He hadn't realized he had been holding his breath.

'I should kill them, but that inebriated text may have won me something far greater.'

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Daminette December: 20-Pandora's Box

WARNING!!!: CONTAINS MENTION OF SEXUAL ABUSE, ATTEMPTED RAPE, AND DRUGS

Marinette sighed and looked around the room. So many people were laughing and talking, showing off their clothes and jewels. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone stumble.

'Did someone already get drunk?'

Mari turned her full attention and saw Damian Wayne with his arm around a girl. She seemed like she was stumbling, trying to carry his weight. Mari quickly took a picture of the two of them and walked over. She grabbed the girl's wrist, twisting it behind her back.

"Scream and I'll make sure you're arrested for drugging Damian Wayne." Mari quickly whispered in her ear, "Walk away, if you value your life."

As soon as she let go, the girl shoved Damian onto her and hurried towards the exit. Marinette sighed as she shouldered Damian's dead weight towards the hallway. She found a room at the end of the hall and laid him on the couch.

CUPCAKE: Jagged, I need you to get to Bruce Wayne. Its an emergency. Someone drugged his son. We're at the room, at the end of the hall, by the North exit.

ROCKLEGEND: On it.

CUPCAKE: I have him laying down. I'm keeping an eye on his vitals and breathing.

Marinette could hear the pounding of feet, before the door was even thrown open.

"Damian!" cried out Bruce.

"He's breathing a bit rapid and unconcious." Marinette answered, "I wasn't sure if you wanted an ambulance called or to take him discreetly."

"Where is the person that did this?" Bruce questioned.

Marinette showed him the picture she had taken earlier, "I told her if she didn't leave, without creating a scene, I'd break her arm."

Jagged chuckled, "Okay, Cupcake. Enough heroism for one night' I brought you here to have fun."

"This isn't my type of fun." she mumbled.

Bruce hugged her, "Thank you for saving my son. I know he'll appreciate it, even if he may not show it."

Marinette nodded and gently pushed away,, "I'm not looking to be recognized or thanked. I just....no one should be taken advantage of."

Bruce nodded in acknowledgement. Marinette and Jagged left the room, leaving Bruce alone with his son. He picked him up and took him out the back. As he drove them back to the manor, he saw Jagged and Marinette getting in their own car.

"There's been a situation." Bruce spoke into the family comms, "Damian was drugged at the gala. I'm returning to the manor, with him. He is unconsious, but alright; nothing happened."

"Are you sure, Master Bruce?" Alfred asked.

"He had someone watching out for him tonight." Bruce answered.

"I'll notify my father." Barbara spoke, "Do we have a name?"

Bruce smiled, "We have a picture. Run it through the database for tonight and send it to him."

"Are they in custody?" Dick questioned.

"No." Bruce replied, "Damian's Guardian Angel threatened them into retreating."

"Found it and it's been sent to GCPD." Barbara declared, "Naomi Walker; her family was invited, but couldn't make it so they allowed her to go in their stead."

"Let the family know she is blacklisted." Bruce announced, "They may come, if they bare no ill intent."

"Father wants to know Damian's status." Barbara winced.

"Tell him at home and under supervision." Bruce announced, "One shaky breath and we'll be at Gotham General."

"Understood." she spoke.

"Bring him downstairs, Master Bruce." Alfred declared, "I'll take his vitals. We'll run our own tests and send the information to the GCPD."

Damian woke up the next morning, nauseous and with a reeling headache. He had made his way to his toilet and expelled the content's of his stomach.

"Bruce, he's awake!" called out Jason.

Damian glared at him, before turning back to the porcelain throne. Bruce walked in and Jason just nodded.

"We have something to discuss." Bruce announced.

"I was drugged and you did nothing?" Damian shouted.

"The girl has been blacklisted and is already in GCPD custody." Bruce sighed.

'I knew Damian would react harshly to this.'

"And you just believe this random girl who 'saved' me?" he continued, "How do you know she was not apart of it?"

"Not likely." Bruce spoke, "From what Jagged has told me about his niece, she has been in the same boat as you."

'What?'

"So she-" Damian began.

"His son got to the guy first." his father declared.

'She knew the signs.'

"I want to speak with her." Damian demanded.

"I'll....see what I can do." Bruce replied, "The gala might have opened pandora's box."

Marinette and Jagged stood at the entrance of Wayne Manor.

"We have the library ready for you. Damian's already inside." Bruce spoke, "We will give you both privacy and at any moment you don't feel like talking, you can walk out. Don't worry about Damian."

Marinette nodded, as she entered the library before closing it behind her. She made her way over to one of the chairs across from him and sat down.

Mari took a deep breath and asked, "How are you?"

"Humiliated, but fine." Damian replied.

Marinette nodded her head.

'He's probably still going over every detail in his head.'

"Father informed me that you knew from experience." Damian declared.

"Dammit, Jagged! I should have known he would tell Bruce, after last night." she groaned, "Uh,.....there use to be a guy I liked, back when I was in Paris. It wasn't really a secret. Our friends knew, but he seemed clueless about how I felt. Pretty sure everyone we were close to knew and said nothing. It was his eighteenth birthday and we decided to throw him a party because his dad was out of the country. He usually didn't get to celebrate."

"I didn't drink any of the alcohol, but someone put somehting in my soda. I felt dizzy and I thought I culd trust him. He took me to his room and suddenly, he pushed me on the bed. I couldn't move or ask him anything. I couldn't speak. I felt frozen and my vision was getting worse. I remember feeling my clothes being removed." she continued.

Marinette took a deep breath, "I heard a 'clink' which I think was his belt hitting the floor. I heard him whisper how he was told this moment was his birthday present."

"Other people were in on it?" Damian growled out.

"I don't know who; I can only assume." she answered, "I don't speak to anyone from Paris anymore. I felt the bed shift and my phone went off in the distance. I heard yelling and the next thing I knew, I was in the hospital havign exams done."

"And the guy?" Damian questioned.

Mari smiled, "Luka kicked his ass that he ended up with a broken nose, a busted lip and a black eye. People heard what was going on and called the police. His dad was called about the party and rushed back. His dad tried to sue, Luka, but Jagged threatened to sue for sexual harassment and attempted rape. It wouldn't have been a good look for his image. Then, he came to see me in the hospital."

"That bastard!" Damian shouted.

"His father." Mari spoke, "He asked me if I led his son on. My parents started yelling at him that the doctor's found drugs in my system and to keep his 'Drug Lord' son away from me. I looked him in the eyes and told him I would be asking for a restraining order on his son and that I never wanted to see him again. That was the last time I saw or heard from him. Luka keeps tabs on him. He's a former model, now. He needed facial reconstruction and from what Luka says, his father is harsher on him than ever. He use to be the face of the company."

Damian just smirked.

"He was my friend. I never expected....drugs can be placed in anything, when you least expect it." she mumbled.

"I should have known better." Damian admitted, "Father fell for the same trap with Mother."

"Your mother?" Mari questioned.

"She succeeded in what we are victims too." Damian spoke.

"Oh." she whispered.

"I have known since childhood." the Wayne heir continued, "I have warned my father to cover his drink. I don't drink a those parties."

Mari frowned, "It doesn't have to be alcohol, as I have learned. It might just maximize the effects and make people question themselves, but-"

"The out come is the same." he finished, "My mother taught me that woman are strategic thinkers. They plan; they manipulate."

"Ugh, sounds like someone I knew in Paris. She would fake cry at everything! I babysat kids that fake cried better than her." she groaned.

"People believed her?" he asked.

"I was told I was just 'jealous' because her fantasy life was so much better than mine and she like the....that guy too." Marinette spoke, "I never sabotaged his relationships. I even helped him with some of his dates; lots of people forgot that."

"I....I don't socialize." Marinette spoke, "I don't go to parties and if I do, I don't drink anything, anymore."

"How did you know?" Damian questioned.

"Jagged warned me about you." she answered, "Said something about 'Bruce's Hellraiser Son' will be there and to make sure I don't bump into him. That they didn't like to be touched. Out of curiousity and my own safety, I looked you up."

"To be fair, that could be any of us." Damian responded, "Why would your safety be on the line?"

Marinette giggled, "Yes, I wasn't aware many of you were 'menaces', but mostly your name and Jason's came up. As for my safety, I'm a bit of a clutz so bumping into people or the wrong person, wouldn't be unusual. My plan was if I saw you in my direction, to walk away."

"So, you're aware I'm the Ice Prince?" he asked.

"That's a horrible name, by the way, and a horrible way for people to say that your boundaries weren't respected!" she cried out.

'I never perceived it that way.'

"If you want to keep your 'princely' title so bad, you should just be called the Wayne Prince." Marinette smiled, "Especially since you boldly claim to be the 'Blood Son'. I should go."

Damian wasn't sure what was happening in that moment, but he found himself wishing to continue their conversation. He simply nodded and led her to the entrance, where the rest of the family was waiting for them.

"There ya are, Cupcake!" Jagged smiled, "Everything fine?"

"Other than you telling people things you shouldn't." Mari scowled, "Peachy."

Jagged chuckled, awkwardly, "So, uh, you're gonna stay with the Waynes for a few months, starting next week."

"What?" Marinette and Damian questioned..

Jagged sighed, "I have to go back to Paris. Ju-My daughter is getting married and she wants us both to be there."

Mari nodded her head, "Understandable, but-"

"That idiot, Bob, scheduled me a European Tour since 'I would be in the area, anyways'." the rock star sighed.

"Okay." she whispered.

"Don't worry, Brucie, you just gotta make sure she's fed and goes to sleep." Jagged smiled.

"That's what worries me." Bruce sighed.

"Excuse me?" Marinette glared at Bruce.

Tim smiled and waved, "Seems we're both 'troublesome workaholics', Miss Dupain-Cheng."

"You stay out of my room! I don't care how long it takes me to finish anything. I will finish and no guy will enter my room, especially at night!" Mari shouted.

"I was just thinking we could talk or-" Tim backtracked.

"I won't hesitate to kill you." she growled out, silencing them all.

Jagged sighed, "You gotta stop threatening people, Cupcake. It destroys your image."

Marinette turned her glare onto him, "The only thing that would destroy my image is someone's severed head. If he wants to die to a pulmonary embolism, that's at his own risk."

Damian kept silent and looked down, hiding the blush on his cheeks.

"Sorry, Brucie." Jagged winced, "I'm sure you'll get along!"

Alfred smiled, "His boys know better than to enter a young lady's room without knocking. If she takes them down a peg or two, it will be well deserved."

Marinette smiled brightly at Alfred.

"I was told you bake." Alfred spoke.

"Yes." she answered.

"Maybe you can help me in the kitchen occasionally. My boys are useless, though Master Jason is getting there." Alfred asked.

"I'd love to." Mari replied.

Damian quickly went back to his room, leaving everyone to believe he was still upset by last night's events. As he closed the door, he rested his head against the door.

Tim smiled and waved, "Seems we're both 'troublesome workaholics', Miss Dupain-Cheng."

"You stay out of my room! I don't care how long it takes me to finish anything. I will finish and no guy will enter my room, especially at night!" Mari shouted.

"I was just thinking we could talk or-" Tim backtracked.

"I won't hesitate to kill you." she growled out, silencing them all.

Jagged sighed, "You gotta stop threatening people, Cupcake. It destroys your image."

Marinette turned her glare onto him, "The only thing that would destroy my image is someone's severed head. If he wants to die to a pulmonary embolism, that's at his own risk."

'She's amazing. Legends always dictated that Pandora's box was something that held misfortune, but also held hope. In Greek mythology, Pandora's box was a gift from the gods to Pandora, the first woman on Earth. It contained all the evils of the world, which were released when Pandora opened the box. However, it also contained hope, which remained inside the box. The box represented the curiosity and desire for knowledge that can lead to both negative consequences and positive outcomes. The evils inside the box can be seen as the challenges and difficulties of life, while the hope represents the optimism and resilience to overcome those challenges.'

'She is determined to not let what happened to her effect her. She has the strength to over come it. She is hope.'

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Daminette December: 19-Asking Advice

INSPIRED BY THIS COMIC BY @penn-dragon on tumblr

As six year old Damian looked over the books, his mother had brought him, he reread a part of the book. After three times, he had made his decision.

"Mother, I cannot be around my servant anymore." Damian declared.

'The servant girl?'

"Why not?" Talia questioned, "You are far more powerful than her. If she acts out of line, punish her."

"I'm allergic to her." her son responded.

'What?'

"Explain." she demanded.

"According to this medical book, my palm perspire, nausea, difficulty speaking or breathing momentarily, and tightness in my chest." Damian explained, "All of these symptoms are listen under allergies. There are severe symptoms as well, but I have yet to be that effected."

"I see." Talia replied, then smiled, "I shall have her removed."

"Thank you, Mother." Damian spoke.

Talia stormed over to the servant quarters.

'That little bitch thinks she can seduce my son. She thinks she can replace me? One of the older ladies must have put her up to it! They will learn to bow to us and they will learn to never disrespect us, again!'

Talia watched as the girl gasped for air, dragging her body out of the pit. It was the second time she crawled out. Talia watched as she walked over and sat in position again.

"Talia, enough!" Ra's commanded, suddenly.

"She is causing conflict with your heir!" Talia growled out, "She is weakening him! He-"

"Damian is a child. If you wish to be rid of her that badly, send her away." Ra spoke, "He will liekly forget she existed."

Talia looked down at the child and backhanded her once more.

'Lucky brat.'

When she woke up, she was in a hospital, hooked up to wires. She couldn't communicate with the staff until later. All she told them was her master hit her because she was wrong. She was unnamed and had no parents. A year later, she was adopted and given the name Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

"God, I really like this guy, Damian." Jon spoke, floating in his best friend's room, "He makes my heart flutter and my stomach gets into knots. Just looking at him, my breath hitches."

Damian rolled his eyes, "You're allergic to him. Stay away from him."

Jon laughed for a moment, but the look on Damian's face told him he was serious. Jon landed on his bed.

"No." Jon spoke.

"Yes." Damian corrected him, "You're experiencing-"

"Damian have you never had a crush?" Jon asked, "Well, I guess you haven't but-"

"Crush?" Damian questioned.

"Uh, attraction for another person. That is what I have been describing." Jon answered, "You just want to be near them or know what they are doing. You want to show off to them; you want to make them happy. The butterflies in your stomach feeling!"

Jon could read the confusion on his best friend's face.

"Shortness of breath just from looking at them." Damian spoke, "That's' not an allergy? You like them."

"Yep." Jon smiled.

"Mother, I cannot be around my servant anymore." Damian declared.

"Why not?" Talia questioned, "You are far more powerful than her. If she acts out of line, punish her."

"I'm allergic to her." her son responded.

"Explain." she demanded.

"I see." Talia replied, then smiled, "I shall have her removed."

"Thank you, Mother." Damian spoke.

"You really need to work on your people skills." Jon declared, "I know assassins are suppose to be emotionless, but they can also read people and body languages; at least in the movies, anyways."

Damian nodded.

'I think I got my first crush killed.'

Damian sighed as they waited for the Parisian class that was coming to Wayne Enterprises. His father had don another ridiculous contest. One glance at his brothers told him they didn't want to be there either. He was seventeen and had finals to study for; he didn't want to play babysitter.

"Welcome to Wayne Enterprises." Bruce spoke, as they lined up in the entrance.

"Wait!" a voice called out, "Sorry! I'm here!"

They all turned and saw a girl carrying a lot of bags. Damian quickly recognized her and rushed over to hug her.

"I am sorry, Habibiti." he whispered in Arabic.

"Master Damian?" she questioned back.

"I did not know." he continued to whisper in Arabic, "I assumed you to be deceased."

Everyone froze in shock as the youngest Wayne hugged a girl. Quickly his brothers sprung into action and demanded the class to carry their own bags. Once that was all settled, Bruce walked up to his son and the young lady.

"Hello, I'm Bruce Wayne; Damian's father." He announced, holding out his hand.

"Oh!" Mari quickly shook his hand, "I always thought he looked like his mother, but I can see the resemblance."

Damian glared at his brothers, seeing them tense up.

"Uh, what is your name?" Dick prodded.

Mari smiled, "Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

"You can call me Damian Wayne." His son spoke.

Mari blushed and shrugged, "Seems your important everywhere you go, huh?"

"Doesn't make you any less important to me." Damian replied.

Marinette felt her face flame up, making the Waynes smile.

"How do you know Marinette?" Rose asked.

"Marinette and I grew up together." Damian answered, "The last time I saw her, she was five years old."

"So, you knew Mari before you met Lila?" Nathaniel prodded.

"Who?" he questioned.

"Lila!" shouted Alya, "She played at Wayne Manor-"

"I am to assume you are speaking of Ms. Rossi, in his scenario." Damian pushed back.

"Uh...yeah?" scoffed Kim.

"Ms. Rossi, step forward." Bruce spoke.

The class quickly shoved her to the front to give the childhood sweethearts a reunion. Damian gently pushed Marinette behind him.

"Hi." Lila blushed, attempting to look shy, "Damian."

"Ms. Rossi." spoke Bruce, "My son won't hesitate to sue you for slander and defamation of his character."

"Huh?" she spoke, "But."

She looked over to see Damian Wayne glaring at her.

"I never met my son, let alone knew about his existence, until his mother dropped him off with me at ten years old." Bruce declared, "My son never 'played'."

"Lila doesn't lie!" Alya pushed.

"If you had looked up about Damian, at all, most articles are about Bruce getting him at age ten. There has never been a mention of his mother." Tim announced, "Damian doesn't even go to galas because of how anti-social he is."

"Not anti-social, Timmy" Jason interjected, "Violent. Some girl hit on him at school, so he punched her."

Tim continued, "All evidence of this fabricated lie, could have been found through the simple use of Google. Even papers like the Gotham Gazette or the Daily Planet talk about Damian."

Dick grabbed Tim's coffee mug and sniffed it. He quickly handed it back and leaned towards Jason.

"Decaf." he whispered.

"So he'll be snippy for two more hours, then pass out." Jason whispered back.

'Go Alfred.'

Alya turned to look at Lila, "Why would you lie to us? We're your friends. You-You said he took you out to dinner. You told us you guys had steak and lobster."

"I would never eat steak; I'm a vegetarian." Damian growled, "I own a cow as a pet."

"You do?" Marinette asked.

Damian quickly pulled out his phone and showed her a picture.

"They look so soft! Do you have any other pets?" she questioned.

"Five. You must come see them." Damian declared.

"How about the tour first." Bruce interrupted, "We can get permission from your adopted parents about coming over or finding spare time so you may visit her."

"Adopted?" Adrien asked.

"Mother didn't do too much, did she?" Damian questioned, ignoring the question from the model.

Marinette simply looked down.

"Marinette?" Damian prodded.

"I woke up, twice, in the pools." she confessed with a sad smile, "Your grandfather told her to let me go. Next thing I knew, I was in a hospital in Paris."

"We can discuss the past in a more private section later." Bruce spoke in Arabic.

"Yes, Father." Damian answered in the same language.

"Yes, Mr. Wayne." Mari followed.

Bruce smiled, "You can call me Bruce."

Damian grabbed Marinette's hand and pulled her towards the start of the tour. The class followed, silently. They were unsure what to do. Marinette was smiling and had connections to the Wayne family. Lila was in the far back, embarrassed. She hadn't expected the Waynes to call her out, in front of everyone, or threaten her with a lawsuit. She could already hear the whispers.

"We should look up what Lila's been saying."

"I'm sure it wasn't....that many lies."

"Obviously we can't rely on our journalist blogger anymore."

"Yeah."

"Marinette's been calling her a liar for years."

"Do you think we messed up?"

"I hope not."

That night, Damian looked down at the phone in his hand. His father was waiting to hear back from Tom and Sabine about Marinette's new supervision adjustment. His finger hovered over Jon's name. He took a deep breath, knowing the only outcome that would be possible from him.

"Damian?" answered Jon.

"How do you ask out your crush?" the youngest Wayne questioned.

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Daminette December: 18- Headline

Damian despised the galas he was forced to attend. This year was no different. He flinched at the sudden contact of someone grabbing his arm. He was about to yell when he saw Marinette.

"Hey, Damian." she smiled.

"Uh, you really shouldn't be doing that." Tim interrupted, moving closer.

Usually Damian wouldn't have minded Drake's interference, but Marinette wasn't someone who clung to others. He knew her from school; she was a lot like him. He had even seen a guy grab her, only for her to flip him and command him not to touch her. In fact, Marinette was at the gala because of him; she had designed his suit. It was her eyes that through him off. They screamed 'help me'. Quickly, the youngest Wayne moved his arm to her waist and guided them away from his family.

"What is wrong?" he whispered as the got further away.

"Past troubles." she whispered back, "I never expected to see him here, but I saw his dad too. I'm assuming your family invited them. I haven't spotted her, but usually she isn't far behind him."

"Who?" he questioned.

"Marinette!" came a sickly sweet voice.

Damian felt her tense under his grip. She wasn't easily scared.

"Adrien. Lila." she spoke, curtly, "I never thought you would be here."

"I could say the same about you." Lila replied, "I'm a model, but you're a nobody. Did you pay this guy to bring you? You really should stay away from her. She-"

"Silence!" Damian commanded, glaring at her.

Lila sniffled, curling into Adrien's back. Although, he wasn't in any better position. He shifted uncomfortably under the glare.

"Marinette, maybe-" Adrien tried to speak.

"I believe I said to be silent!" the young Wayne roared.

Adrien closed his mouth and jumped back, almost knocking Lila to the floor. They could feel eyes turning towards them. Gabriel turned to see Adrien and Lila near the Waynes and it appeared it wasn't going well. He quickly made his way over.

"I suggest you take your girlfriend and find a wall to stare at, until it is time to depart." Damian spoke.

"Lila isn't my girlfriend!" Adrien cried out, not noticing her upset look, "She's just a coworker. We model for my father!"

Lila stepped out from behind Adrien and pointed her finger at the unknown guy with Marinette, "Just wait until my boyfriend, Damian Wayne, hears about this! He'll-"

"Security!" Damian called out for.

The Waynes immediately turned their attention and spotted Damian in the middle of it all.

'This can't be good!'

Security rushed towards them. Lila stepped back in shock.

"Throw this harlot out and make sure she is put on the banned list." Damian declared, "She is never to return to another Wayne gala!."

"Yes, Mr. Wayne." the security guard declared, before grabbing her arms.

'Huh?'

"My name is Damian Wayne and my girlfriend is Marinette Dupain-Cheng." He announced, pulling her close towards his side, "I have never met you in my life and from the trash that spewed out of your mouth, I never want to again."

Lila paled, knowing she just caused a problem for Gabriel. He had brought them in hopes that he could make a deal with the Waynes, for them to promote his upcoming line.

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Daminette December: 17-Hawkmoth in Arkham

Marinette slammed her hands on the table in the cave.

"What do you mean he's out?" Mari shouted, "I knew this would happen! I knew you wouldn't be able to do your job; this is exactly why I wanted him in the maximum security in space!"

"He did not escape on his own." Nightwing spoke, "The joker-"

"Are you seriously defending him?" Marinette continued to rant, "That's even worse! You want Joker to learn about magical jewlery that can emotionally manipulate people? I don't need another city to save! I don't fuckin' care if you all want to do this for the rest of your life, but I don't! I don't want to capture him again and again! I want a normal life! I never wanted to be Ladybug and now I'm the Grand Guardian. That part is permanent!"

Before the bats could speak, the kwamis floated in through the cave ceiling and surrounded her.

"We could feel your hostility through the box." Tikki spoke.

"Yeah, we going out for a run?" Plagg questioned, "Your energy is chaotic and lively. We could cause some mischief."

"I'm sorry." Marinette whispered, "I....I lost my temper. He's out and....Tikki, we have a job to do. Pollen, Kalki, you stay as well."

"Why do they get all the fun?" Plagg and Trixx whined.

She smiled, "If I took you two, he wouldn't survive."

Plagg and Trixx smiled. Tikki began to give the other kwamis directions, but the bats paid no attention to the goddess. It was the first time they had seen the heroine lose all emotion in an instant. They quickly realized the job had taken it's toll on her; she just hid it well.

Mari sighed, "Just find him and...keep me updated. We'll send him back to Paris or something until you can rebuild." heading back to the elevator, "Kalki, you're gonna make sure we get there before he can run and hide. Pollen,-"

"On it, My Queen." she responded, instantly, "My sting will be swift and effective."

Joker slapped his hand on his face and threw Gabriel off to the side.

"When I get my hands on Crane, he'll be seeing my smiling face in his nightmares! How did this bleeding heart get labeled as an 'International Terrorist'? Isolation use to mean something!" he groaned,

"Do you know what happened to my son? Paris? Anything?" Gabriel pleaded, in English.

Joker scoffed, "I don't even know your name."

"What should we do with him Boss?" asked a clown.

"Leave him!" he snarled, "He'll only ruin our plans. Doubt he even knows where he is. He's just like Frost." Stomping out of the warehouse, "He'll get caught in under an hour. If anything, he'll give us more time to get away."

Gabriel rushed around the warehouse and found an old computer, covered in dust. To his surprise it booted up. The quality wasn't great and it was slow, but he was finally able to Google about his son and Paris.

Gabriel sat in the chair frozen. He wasn't sure how long it had been since he had seen the news. He had watched a video of his defeat. He had been taken unconscious. To his horror, he watched his son detransform from Chat Noir and hand his miraculous over to Ladybug.

"These things have been nothing but a curse to my family!" Adrien shouted, "I'm grateful, Ladybug; I really am, but I can't hold onto this anymore. I can't be the Chat Noir you need or deserve."

Ladybug took the miraculous out of his hand and placed it in her yo-yo, "Thank you for your service as Chat Noir, all these years, as my friend and partner."

He recognized the Mayor's pet cop walk over and place a blanket around his son and guide him to an ambulance. A camera had zoomed in on his son's face as he began to cry. Other than that, his wife had been put to rest by her family. As hard as he tried, he couldn't find anything. His social media accounts were gone!

'Where's my son?'

Ladybug groaned as she got the call: Hawkmoth had been found.

"Where?" She demanded.

"Warehouse." Responded Robin, "We have eyes on him."

She quickly teleported to the Bats, using Kalki. Robin pointed towards Gabriel, but he remained unmoved from his seat in front of the computer. Not wasting another moment, she silently dropped down and paralyzed him. The Bats dropped down, readied the handcuffs and called GCPD. As soon as the paralysis wore off, Robin slapped the cuffs on him.

"Wait!" Gabriel shouted, "What happened to my son? Where's Adrien? I couldn't find out anything online and-"

"Your son is seeing a therapist due to the emotional abuse, emotional abandonment, and a grief counselor after losing his mother." Batman stated.

"I never abandoned him!" Gabriel cried out.

Ladybug held up her yo-yo and pressed play.

'Natalie?'

"I tried to get Gabriel to listen! I suggested he spend more time with his son. He was missing his birthdays and moments. Adrien started dating and was fallign in love. He got his heartbroken, too." Natalie sobbed, in her hospital bed, "Everything started becoming about the job or saving Emilie. Even I forgot it was his birthday and I had to steal a present from one of his friends to pass it off as a gift from his father. Gabriel never got him anything; that was my job."

'He got his heart broken, too? I assumed he was still seeing Miss Tsurugi.'

Gabriel watched in silence as Natalie continued to explain what happened from her point of view. Ladybug swiped on the yo-yo and Adrien came into view.

'Adrien! What happened to him? What happened to his clothes and his hair? Was he bullied and tortured by Paris?'

"I have always hated modeling." Adrien's voice rang out, "I only did it to spend time with Gabriel."

'Gabriel? Since when does he call me that? What happened to Father?'

"Will you ever give it another shot?" Nadia questioned.

"No. I will never model again." he announced.

"Fans are a little curious about your......new look." she stated, waving at his new appearance.

Adrien rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled, "So, I died my hair in support of Ladybug defeating Hawkmoth. My clothes are borrowed from one of my best friends. Everything I owned was Gabriel brand and those were all donated to charity; majority of everything was donated. I only kept what was my mothers or important to me. I didn't want anything tying me to him."

'Everything? What about my designs? The manor? What happened to the business?'

"What is going to happen now?" Nadia asked, "You claim you won't model and your....father's legacy is-"

"I don't care what he wants or wanted!" Adrien shouted, "As for my future, I honestly don't know! This is the first time I get to decide what I want. Everything in my life was scheduled; I had to sneak out to spend time with my friends. He said they weren't 'Agreste Material'. Now I know, he just meant that they weren't Graham de Vanily materiel and he was trying to live up to their standards. As far as I'm concerned, Natalie raised me. My father died the day I lost my mother. The man who was Hawkmoth, he wasn't my father. He was someone who needed to control everything. I was just his puppet; a maniquinn."

'Is that how he saw it?'

"What about all your fans?" Nadia pushed.

"All I can say is I'm sorry, but I'm nothing like the image Gabriel portrayed. As most of you can tell, I have already deleted all of my profiles. I hated those stupid diets; I swear the pigeons of Paris ate more than me! I love burgers and Ice cream! I plan to eat a lot and get stronger, without relying on a miraculous. I want to do things that I like, like rock climbing and skateboarding. I was forced to play piano and compete in fencing tournaments. I'm looking forward to finding out who the real Adrien is, not the one he was forced to be. I have my support system to help me." Adrien answered, "This is Goodbye; I'm leaving Paris and I don't plan on returning for a long time."

'He .....left?'

Gabriel sat silently on the ground.

"I knew your son....out of the mask." Ladybug admitted with a sigh, "You controlled every aspect of his life: who he could talk to, be friends with publicly, who he could date, even experiencing his own birthdays and holidays. You forced him to associate with people who you deemed worthy of yourself. You tried to appease your in laws that you lost the man who won over their daughter's heart."

Tears ran down his cheeks, as Ladybug continued, "You will be transported into a new isolation and receive mandatory therapy. You isolated yourself in Paris, so it should be nothing new, but perhaps with therapy, you can truly see the damage you inflicted on yourself and those around you. Don't try to escape again; I won't be far away."

"I-I didn't. I was taken by the clown. He said I was 'useless' and a 'bleeding heart like Frost'. He didn't care what happened to me and I just wanted to know about Adrien." Gabriel asked, quietly, "Will he visit?'

"I don't know, Mr. Agreste." she replied, "That will be for him to decide."

"Where did the Joker go?" Batman questioned.

"I don't know how long I've been here, but he left." Gabriel admitted, "He said I would ruin 'the plan'. He never said what it was."

Ladybug and Batman watched as GCPD loaded him into the convoy truck. Gabriel curled in on himself and appeared to have aged ten years since their talk.

"We still have to round up the Joker." Batman spoke.

Ladybug scoffed, "Then, go do your jobs, instead of wasting my time."

Robin smirked as they turned to leave.

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