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Can you rec fics in which Gabriel isn't the main antagonist?
I mean there are plenty of fics where he isn't the main antagonist, where there's no antagonist at all (ML has a lot of fluff), but I'm assuming you mean fics where there IS a main antagonist but that antagonist isn't him, and probably a more epic sort of story with an antagonist on Gabriel's scale and not like, a high school bully kind of thing (not that there's a lot of those I'd rec anyway).
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Stitched Together by @nedjsmlfavs
Stitch Witch Marinette was just supposed to be having a nice, terrifying outing with her best friends. She never expected to find a magically trapped kitten, but here we are! Whatever happened to this poor little guy?
Poor Adrien, being transformed and chained up for ages, having no idea that he was gonna be rescued. But at least he got to have fun at Marinette’s place as a cat!
Most of this fic is adorable, though with some dark undertones lying in wait. After all, SOMEONE chained up that poor little kitty…
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In Direct Opposition by @generalluxun
Alya Cesaire is a brand new student to Francis Dupont, to Paris even. The first student she meets is one Chloé Bourgeois, and Alya is determined to make a friend. Things advance Chaotically. Her new 'friend' is definitely a handful, and suddenly Paris has a supervillain and two brand new superheroes! Alya finds herself balancing a lot of things, trying to live up to her ideals and those of her icons.
And then reality seems to contradict itself.
As time progresses it seems to happen more often. Becoming a hero, battling villains, staying alive, working through friendships. Something is lurking, tweaking events at times, changing them, and no one seems aware. Alya will need all her wits to get to the bottom of this. Her investigative mind can only get her so far though, and then she needs to rely on her friends. This is not a foe you can beat head on.
I betaed this entire fic, it’s really good! I adore the focus on Alya’s philosophy here, her determination to be a hero, to help people and defeat evil - and that defeating evil means trying to reform the people doing bad things when possible, to try to save EVERYONE, even the “villain”. I thought it was really clever the ways Alya would redirect Chloe and subtly encourage her to be a better person, while also trying to get the people around her to give her a second chance and keep an open mind.
Also Alya and Chloe are an adorable sapphic couple XD.
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The Rules of Engagement by @overworkedunderwhelmed
When tragedy sends Adrien Agreste racing back to Paris to run his father’s fashion house, Marinette doesn’t expect much from her very new, very rich boss. At least not until she is set up on a blind date with a very familiar face.
Much to her surprise, Adrien Agreste was hiding far more secrets behind his stoic business-like mask of temporary CEO. Maybe as many secrets as she had been trying to hide for years.
As they grow closer, Marinette fears her mask isn’t nearly as foolproof. Day after day, it gets harder for her to keep all her secrets well hidden from the surprisingly sweet man who insisted on staying by her side as often as possible.
Only she couldn’t afford to fail. Not when her biggest secret could spell the end of the job she’d dreamed about for years.
They might not be superheroes in this universe, but secret identities are still active here. Both Marinette and Adrien used to be involved with the Ladybug and Chat Noir movies, and both kept that a secret - Adrien especially, since if his father found out about it, there could be some bad repercussions, as he voiced Chat Noir without Gabriel’s permission. Marinette, meanwhile, is well known for making cosplay (calling herself “Ladybug” after the movie), and has been in contact with “Chat Noir” for quite some time before the story starts - not that she knows he’s the actual VA.
It’s mostly an Adrienette fic with the two of them getting to know each other after their unusual “first” meeting, where Marinette pretended to be Kagami in order to scupper the date with Adrien and get Tomoe off her back, with some intrigue and drama thrown in. Lila’s skulking around causing problems for the people around her, but she’s honestly not the main focus here.
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Kwami Magi Homura Magica by Crossoverpairinglover
After eighty-four loops in time, Homura Akemi takes a new path to Paris to save her friends.
The sixty-third loop after that, Homura arrived at the Agreste Mansion.
After clash after clash with the heroes of Paris and its greatest menace, events have reached a tipping point.
Ladybug faces someone verging on a second wish, a wish that endangers space and time to save a friend.
This was an absolutely AMAZING story that crossoverpairinglover dropped out of NOWHERE. Seriously, if you like Puella Magi Madoka Magica and Miraculous Ladybug, this is a real treat - but be prepared to sit down and binge, because it’s over 100,000 words and only has three chapters.
Anyway, I adore the care that’s taken with going through Homura’s mindset here, she gets a lot of character focus. And the lore! There’s some good explanations here for the history behind kwamis and Incubators’ interactions, and the Order of the Guardians normally treats Magical Girls, and why the Incubators are wrong in their assessment of the universe needing more energy to stave off entropy (hint: it involves Plagg), and just... there was a lot of love put into this.
And the action! Most Miraculous fics don’t have much in the way of fight scenes, and what they do have is mostly just functional. This is one of the rare exceptions. There’s some really long, detailed fight scenes in this (roughly the entire second half of the second chapter has one between Ladybug and Homura), which are a treat to read!
We also get some glimpses into a variety of other universes here, other timelines, alternate ways things could have gone down - I’m especially partial to the rather detailed view we get of one where Homura sent a message asking for help to the Ladyblog on her third time loop, and how things progressed from there.
The ending I also thought was really good, a happy ending that generally made sense and dealt with the issue of the Incubators.
If you can’t tell I’m really happy with this fic, it was incredible and unexpected. The length of the individual chapters can be daunting, but if you’re up for the task, I highly recommend giving it a shot!
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Dreams of You by @chocoluckchipz
Dreams had long been his only escape. Dreams of Ladybug, the girl who had always been there for him.
If only in his dreams. And only while she was also sleeping.
Because with the first rays of sunshine gliding over her skin, with the first fluttering of her eyelashes, from the moment she opened her eyes in the morning, memories of Adrien would vanish from her mind.
She would go on living her life.
He would always be the only one who remembered.
At least until they meet in the real world and fall in love all over again, something that would’ve been easier to do if Adrien wasn't a prisoner in his own home.
Chocoluckchipz has some of the most beautifully executed lovesquare fics I’ve read, and this is no exception. Most of the fic is dedicated to Adrien wooing Marinette, spending time with her, with her own dream self acting as his wingman, giving her tips on how to get her to fall for him, all the while frustrated that she can’t share memories with her waking self, and that she and Adrien can’t share as much information as they’d like while asleep, due to limitations of the “curse” that allows Adrien to share dreams with his soulmate.
It’s not all cute Adrienette fluff though. There’s a threat in the background waiting to erupt, as the weirdness of Gabriel’s ultimatum to Adrien about finding Ladybug or else being forced to marry Lila keeps on gnawing at him - and with good reason. This is a world with magic and kwamis still, and that fact makes itself very relevant in the last third of the story.
It’s a well-written tale and very much worth a read!
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Scarlet Lady: Ikari Gozen
Directory | Desperada
Everybody sighed in relief as classes for the day finally ended, and everyone stretched out as they put their stuff back into their backpacks and bags.
And, of course, the talk of the day was the 'Friendship Day' the city was organizing on the weekend, for people to enjoy time with their friends at cafes, shops, and other entertainment options.
“Hey, mec, got plans for 'Friendship Day'?” Nino asked Adrien, who gave a strange smile.
“Actually, I'm the 'Hidden Celebrity' for KIDZ+'s hunt,” he admitted, and Nino gave a jerk of surprise.
“Whoa!” That meant he'd likely be stuck somewhere while waiting for the contest to end.
“I don't mind!” Adrien added, still smiling. “I like meeting fans!”
Behind his back, his friends began to think.
Adrien's the prize?
Then a terrible idea came to mind.
What if the winner is a crazy fan?! Or a creepy old person?!
The mere idea that their friend could be in danger made them sweat in horror. And they all reached the same conclusion.
One of us has to win the game!
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Ondine smiled as she read the message she had just received.
“Kagami, did you get Marinette's message about the KIDZ+ Buddy Game?”
“Yes,” her friend declared, as she pressed on her smartphone's screen. “And now it's deleted.”
“Wuh–?! Why?!” Ondine asked, shocked.
“My mother goes through my phone,” Kagami said, as if it were normal, and Ondine felt angry on her best (female) friend's behalf. “So I delete messages and don't save any contacts.”
“Huh? How are you able to text me without my number?” she asked again, and Kagami gave a small, bright smile.
“I've memorized it. And Marinette's. And Adrien's and Alya's and Kim's and --”
“Wow!” She doubted she could memorize more than her family's and Kim's numbers, and here Kagami was doing that with everyone she knew!
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“Okay, Buddies!” Aurore announced as the countdown began. “When Adrien pushes this button, you'll get your first riddle!”
“This will lead you to your buddy!” Mireille continued, holding the large tablet with the image of a button. “From there you'll solve more riddles that'll lead you to Adrien!”
“I'll be waiting for the winners!” Adrien said, as the studio began the final countdown.
“3, 2, 1, GO!”
And Adrien pressed the button.
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“'I'm the highest heart of the city',” Alya read, grinning. “Ah, the Sacre-Cœur! See ya!”
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“'Where animals live next to dinosaurs,'” Rose read, smiling as she came with the solution. “Oh, the zoo by the paleontology museum! Fun!”
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“'Once home of royalty, now home of art',” Alix read, smirking and pumping a fist. Seriously, the clue was aimed at what was pretty much her home! “The Louvre! Easy!”
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“'With one turn of a handle I can raise the level'?” Marinette read, grimacing at the apparent nonsense she had been sent. “What's with this difficulty spike?!”
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Kagami jumped back as her mother's bokken came too close to her face, before she could try to deflect it.
“Too slow! Remember the story of Tomoe Gozen!” her mother screamed. “A female samurai when warrior women were rare and scorned!”
Kagami took off her mask as her mother stepped back, marking the end of the bout.
“As elusive as the wind! As powerful as the flood! As swift as lightning!”
Ugh, this story again, she thought. Her mother wasn't much of a talker, but she loved to tell the tale of Tomoe Gozen. No matter how many times she had said it, she would always do so at least once more. Also, a deeper part of Kagami pondered her mother's hypocrisy in telling her to be like a woman who had gone after the expectations of society while stifling her opportunities to have a normal life.
DING!
Oops, she forgot to turn off her smartphone's warnings.
“What was that.”
And that was why she shouldn't have forgot.
“Um...”
Great, now she had to see how to get away with it.
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She hadn't got away with it.
“It's for a game, Okaa-san,” she said.
“You don't have permission to play a 'game',” her mother declared, as if that were the end of the discussion.
“Adrien is participating,” Kagami pointed out. Not that it seemed to sway her.
“Hmph,” Tomoe Tsurugi growled. “Then Gabriel is more foolish than I thought, being so permissive.”
Given how much of a... alright, control freak Gabriel Agreste was, that said more about her mother than about the man.
“Regardless, this and that have nothing to do with each other. I forbid you to play.”
That did it. Every time she had wanted to do something for herself, to have what other people would consider normal, she had to hide, escape, lie. Because heaven forbid that Tomoe Tsurugi's daughter was more than a doll for her to play with when she wanted and kept in a box the rest of the time.
Today, she would do it again.
I'm gonna play even harder now! Kagami furiously thought, while her mother remained unaware of what was going to happen.
“Tatsu, to the Grand Palais,” Tomoe ordered. Unbeknownst to the woman, Kagami had recorded her voice. Hopefully, she'd be able to find where she had to go first and have the car lead her there.
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As pairs of teenagers checked their phones and run around Paris to follow the clues of the Friendship Challenge, a certain someone was looking at them and discarding them.
“Too dumb looking. Too unfashionable. Too ridiculous!” Chloé Bourgeois said aloud, pointing at the different pairs, while Ondine and her friend Freddy looked at her with confusion and a bit of irritation.
“Chloé, what are you doing?” Tikki whispered from the bag.
“I'm looking for a smart-looking pair of 'buddies', duh,” she said. “That way I don't have to do the dirty work of finding Adrien! I'm so smart!”
Tikki raised an eyebrow.
“Why didn't you just sign up to play?” she pointed out.
“My application was denied for some reason,” Chloé pouted, and Tikki rolled her eyes. Right, the prohibition from the bowler hat competition...
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It had taken a while for her to realize the meeting point was Canal Saint-Martin: one turn of a handle, and the water level would change for the connection between the Seine and the Canal de l'Ourcq. A different turn, and it became drained, which happened at least once per decade, as needed.
The best, though, what who she found at the point.
“Kagami's my buddy, yay!” she cheered, and Kagami replied with a smile.
“I'm glad too.”
Immediately, Marinette moved on to hook an arm around Kagami's and the two began to make their way out, and towards their next target.
“Between the two of us we'll win for sure!” Marinette happily declared.
“Un,” Kagami agreed. “So, the second riddle...”
Marinette pressed the button to declare that she had met her buddy, and got the riddle.
“'To get closer to your goal, you must explore further and deeper',” she read out loud.
“Hm. Further down the banks of the Seine, which is deeper than this canal,” Kagami suggested.
Behind them, out of sight, a girl they both despised was stalking her.
“Target acquired!” Chloé said. As she followed them, Tikki stuck her head out of her hideaway in Chloé's hair.
“Gawd, Chloé, leave Marinette and Kagami alone!” the Kwami chastised her.
“True, they're not smart enough to win,” Chloé answered, demonstrating, for the n-th time, her inability to understand such simple concepts as 'common decency'. “But, like, they might! And that's not fair! Adrihoney already plays with Dupain-Cheng at school and not me! And then he plays with Tsurugi after school and makes no time for me! The only way to make it fair is to make sure they lose!”
“Nooo!” Tikki complained. Once more, she wondered: what had she done to deserve this?! She had saved Joan from the fire, dammit!
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“Why'd they only give us one pole?” Marinette pondered as she cast the line. She hadn't done this much, but she thought she could do it.
“So... do you prefer to be called by your whole name or a nickname?” Kagami suddenly asked as she looked away.
“Huh? What brought this on?” Marinette asked in a low voice, but she supposed there was nothing to lose in answering. “I don't really have a nickname. Though Alya calls me 'M' sometimes.”
“I see,” Kagami said, uncertain. Marinette, knowing what she did about her buddy, was certain she wasn't sure of how to continue, so she did it for her.
“What about you?”
“No one's ever given me one before,” the fencer admitted, which made Marinette a bit sad on the inside.
“Alya will for sure!” she tried to cheer her up. “Hope you like being 'K'.”
After a couple of seconds of silence, Kagami replied.
“... can I workshop that?”
Marinette smiled widely.
“Is 'Gami' good?”
“Not bad. I'd call you 'Mari-chan', but...”
“Yeah, not in French,” Marinette replied, laughing. It would certainly be awkward to be called 'husband' by her buddy!
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“What are they doing?” Chloé asked, mystified as she saw the two girls talking.
“Being friends?” Tikki replied, dripping so much sarcasm that she could have probably filled a barrel with it.
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Chloé had found a box, and was trying to get away with it.
“Hey, look, that's the box!”
Chloé threw the box away and ran.
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Chloé had moved the box under one table.
“Marinette, I have found the box. It's strange that it was put under this table, though,” Kagami said.
Chloé bit her nails in anger.
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Chloé had found another box, and quickly went to throw it out of the building.
“This is the box we were meant to find!”
“Good. We're getting closer to our goal!”
Chloé twitched as she realized she had actually helped those two!
Tikki just snickered.
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“Last step: Trust Challenge. Take a selfie in front of a monument using each other's phone,” Kagami said, as she handed Marinette her phone, “then regroup and take a selfie together. Only then will you get Adrien's location.”
“We're so close!” Marinette replied as she passed her phone to Kagami. Since they were at the Place de la Concorde, there were plenty of monuments to take a selfie with!
“We'll meet back here and win!”
With cellphones exchanged, the two girls rushed to find different monuments to certify the first half of the challenge, and Pollen came out of the bag.
“You did it, My Queen!” the Kwami cheered.
“Almost! Teaming up with Kagami has been a total dream~!”
“DUPAIN-CHENG!”
“AHHH, CHLOÉ! MY NIGHTMARE!”
Great, even now Chloé was out to ruin her life.
“C-Chloé, wha–?!” Marinette asked, but Chloé interrupted.
“You finally got the last clue, right?” the major irritant asked, pointing at Kagami's phone in her hand. Before she could react, Chloé stole it off her hand and began to laugh. “Now I'm going to meet with myyy Adrien!”
“Hey!” she finally reacted, and began to run after her.
Only for a very furious Kagami to intercept the eyesore.
“EEP!”
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In his lair underneath the Agreste Mansion, Hawkmoth perked up.
“Hm?”
Another potential Akuma?
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“GIVE IT BACK!” Kagami shouted as she tackled Chloé, but found herself with an ugly sandal on her face.
“NO!” Chloé shrieked as she was tackled from behind by Marinette, grabbing her by the neck. “OH!”
“CHLOÉ!” Marinette shouted as well, grappling with her life's personal demon, when the phone began to ring.
And Chloé picked up.
“Hello~?”
“KAGAMI!” Tomoe Tsurugi's voice shouted from the other side, causing Kagami to let go in shock, allowing Chloé to escape. “WHERE ARE YOU?! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE AT HOME!”
“Ohoho! Little Kagami snuck out to play a game?” Chloé laughed, as she ran just ahead of Marinette and Kagami.
“Why are you so fast?!” Marinette complained, which was understandable, given that Chloé was wearing sandals while she and Kagami wore shoes that were better for running, and yet Chloé was staying out of reach.
“SCANDALOUS!” Chloé shrieked, as if she were an American schoolgirl called Ashley.
“GAME?! BUT I FORBADE HER!”
“Uh, I know? That's why I'm telling on her?”
The distraction from that was enough for Marinette to finally tackle Chloé and recover the phone, but the damage had been done already. Still, she had to try to fix it!
“Mme., don't worry, Kagami's with a friend, staying safe–”
“Kagami doesn't have friends!”
Marinette gave the phone a weird look, as she grabbed Chloé's face when she tried to steal the phone again. Either Mme. Tsurugi was willfully ignorant of Kagami's life, or she was another Gabriel Agreste.
Then again, Gabriel Agreste was willfully ignorant of Adrien's life as well...
“Wha–? That's not true,” Marinette replied, but then Kagami gently picked the phone and started to talk.
“Actually, Okaa-san, I do have friends! Lots of friends! Wonderful friends!” she said, her expression turning thunderous as she kept talking. “Friends I chose myself because I'm DONE with you CONTROLLING MY LIFE –!”
“With pleasure, Hawkmoth.”
“UGHHHHHH!”
Heaven's sake, one couldn't even berate their parent for being a control freak without them being akumatized.
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It was only moments later that the Akuma, a large metal statue-like golem with the same colors as the Tsurugi's car, showed up at the Place de la Concorde.
“Kagami! You disobeyed me!” Yeah, this was Kagami's mother. “You'll never go out again!”
But, as she made to grab her daughter, Kagami dodged – and the red hand grabbed Chloé.
“Wha–hey!”
“Tsk! Missed,” the Akuma said with a gravely voice, but clearly it didn't care who she had grabbed – and opened its mouth wide.
“Ooooooom–”
“EEEEEEE! EW! EW! EW! EW!”
And Chloé disappeared down the gullet of the Akuma.
Kagami and Marinette looked at each other, a bit disgusted about what they had witnessed and also a bit scared at what was going on.
“You won't get away from me, Kagami!”
Yeah, it was time to run.
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“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE BLUETOOTH, THIS IS SO LAME!” Chloé yelled from the (surprisingly) comfortable seat in the 'stomach' of the Akuma.
Tikki rolled her eyes at the priorities of her wielder.
Not to mention you can't transform here without giving away your identity, she thought.
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Adrien checked his friends' photos on the phone as he waited for the end of the contest. Aurore and Mireille had been updating him on how people were doing (in general – they couldn't tell him who was where), and he knew that the contest would end soon. If he was lucky, it would be at least one of his friends that won. If he was very lucky...
“AKUMA ALERT, AKUMA ALERT,” the loudspeakers announced, and he quickly turned off his cellphone to put it in his pocket. “WE ASK ALL VISITORS TO KINDLY EVACUATE THE PALACE VERY CALMLY.”
“Claws Out,” Adrien said as soon as he was somewhere out of camera sight, transforming into his superhero alter ego.
“REPEAT, PLEASE EVACUATE THE PALACE CALMLY.”
That was what he was doing, evacuating as he calmly whistled on his way out.
He hoped that the Gorilla would evacuate instead of just searching for him...
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Marigold had been lucky when Kagami suggested splitting up, to divide the Akuma's attention: it had allowed her to sneak away to transform, and then she had tracked Kagami again, so she could protect her.
“I see you two made a new friend for Friendship Day, Honeybee!”
She turned to see Chat Noir, smiling at them both, and Marigold was thankful for the levity, even if it was not the time.
“More like she's jealous of Kagami's friendships!” she replied. “She captured a civilian trying to get her!”
That left Chat Noir worried: civilians being taken hostage by the Akumas was not fun, because you had to be careful when you fought them.
“Would Venom work on an Akuma that big?” Chat Noir asked, worried.
“Probably,” she replied, remembering how it worked on Animan when he turned into a dinosaur, “but then we wouldn't be able to get the hostage out until Scarlet Lady gets here.”
“Hm...”
Given Scarlet's penchant for not showing until the eleventh hour, it was better if they found a way to save the hostage.
“We'll probably need some help,” Chat Noir suggested. “One of us should go and one should stay with Kagami–”
The girl promptly hugged Marigold's arm, leaving both heroes bemused.
“Uh, guess I'll get help then,” Chat Noir said, stunned.
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Adrien entered the parlor as quick as he could, not forgetting to take his shoes off.
“Hello, Master,” he greeted.
“Adrien! You got away from the competition,” Master Fu noted as he drank from his teacup.
“Heh, yeah,” Adrien agreed. “Anyway Scar's her typical no show.”
“Ah,” Master Fu said, quickly opening the Miraculous Box, having expected this to happen. “Adrien Agreste, pick an ally you can trust, blah, blah, blah, greater good, you've heard it all before.”
Adrien gave a small snort as he checked the options. The Fox and Turtle were out, so was the Snake, and the Mouse – he held hope that Marinette might be able to pick it again at some point – but then he saw one that he realized would be a good fit.
“Wind, water, lightning, perfect!” he exclaimed, picking up the Dragon. Then he looked closer. “Is this too obvious for her?”
Plagg just shrugged.
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Marigold jumped on top of the chimney while carrying Kagami in her arms, and kept rushing – Ikari Gozen was getting closer, and she needed to buy time until the reinforcemens arrived.
“We just gotta hang in there until Chat Noir gets back (or the off chance Scarlet Lady shows up)!”
Then, she looked down at Kagami... who was smiling a bit too much for someone who was being the target of an Akuma.
“No rush,” the Japanese girl said.
… was that a blush?
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Chat Noir gracefully landed next to his partners for the day, box secure in his hand, and gave a short bow to them.
“Ladies~” he greeted.
“Chat Noir!” Marigold greeted back. “Have you got something for our friend?”
“You bet!”
“Huh?” Kagami said, clearly confused.
It was time to undo that confusion.
“Kagami Tsurugi, this is the Dragon Miraculous,” he said as he offered the box with the choker. “With it, you'll help me and Marigold save your mother. When we're done, you'll return the Miraculous to me. Can we trust you?”
“Yes,” Kagami replied, gently picking the box from his hand. “I am grateful you recognize me as the perfect candidate.”
“Um...” he mumbled, not quite believing the fact that Kagami was preening. And Marigold seemed to be about to burst out laughing.
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As she opened the box, she covered her eyes in reflex from the burst of light in front of her.
“Ah–!”
“Greetings, young lady, and good day to you,” a voice that sounded old and wise said. “Fear not, I am Longg, the Dragon Kwami.”
As she looked up, she saw a creature floating in front of her. About the size of her hand, mostly red and black with eight horns around his head, golden eyes, two long whiskers, two spikes on its (her? The voice did sound female) back, and a long tail. It (she?) looked like a dragon of Chinese mythology.
But, still...
“A what?” The term was unfamiliar.
“A kwa-mi,” the creature – Longg – repeated. “Allow me to tell you the many feats that a magic being like myself will help you accomplish by saying 'Longg, Bring the Storm'.”
She picked the choker and carefully put it aoround her neck, feeling it a bit constraining, but then it suddenly fit her just fine. This was magical, right?
“Using the element of your choosing – wind, water, or lightning – you can defeat Ikari Gozen with panache–”
“Uhuh,” she interrupted. She had realized that she could be a superhero like Marigold (and Chat Noir). And also the fact that she could finally get back a bit at her mother without fearing reprisal. So, perhaps one might forgive her for being a tad too enthusiastic about it all. “Longg, Bring the Storm!”
“Wait, I'm not doooo–” Longg said, before he was absorbed into the choker.
Her clothes transformed into a red jumpsuit with black accents, with the most impressive part being the dragon tail image on her torso. She could feel the horns that were now growing on the back of her head, and the half-mask covering everything from her cheeks up, save for her nose. And, as she moved, she felt the sheathe on her lower back, with the pommel in perfect reach of her left hand.
She smiled.
“Looking good!” Chat Noir said, smiling.
“What do we call you?” Marigold asked, and she thought on it. It was the same conversation she had with Marinette earlier, but now it was important. She was a dragon. A dragon's name had to evoke power.
Well, if the kwami's name sounded like the word for dragon in Chinese... why couldn't she do the same?
“Let's go with Ryūko,” she said. And, somehow, it felt like the name just fit her.
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Happy that Kagami (or, rather, Ryūko) was good and fit with her new circumstances, Marigold decided to check at the other side of the wall, to see if she could find either the Akuma or some idea of how to deal with it.
“Still no sign of Scar,” Chat Noir commented.
“'Scar'?” Ryūko asked, shocked. “You call your leader Scar?”
“Gross, Scar's not the leader. She's a mascot at best.”
There was no one on the street, thankfully, but then a sign caught her attention. A cosmetics shop, one she had gone to a couple of times, was having a sale on bath bombs.
Ryūko should be able to do something with water, right?
That was it!
“Guys, I have a plan!” she announced. “I need you to distract Ikari Gozen!”
“HEHEHEH!”
Turning to her left, she saw Ryūko sporting a very unusual face, the kind that came out in slasher movies. A bit like her own, too.
“Eager, aren't you?”
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Ryūko quickly ran towards Ikari Gozen, with her sword at the ready, followed by Chat Noir, while Marigold went to get the supplies they would need to succeed.
Then she was there, next to the Akuma, and she attacked, using all the skills she had learned in the art of fighting, but Ikari Gozen, in spite of her size, was agile enough to parry and attempt to counter, which was no easy feat: her mother's akumatization was clearly not impeding her own skills.
But it was enough to keep her distracted from Marigold, and she knew it. But, still, she had questions to make.
“You push Kagami to be strong willed yet shelter her from having friends?” she asked, laying bare her mother's hypocrisy.
“You know nothing! She doesn't need friends!” Ikari Gozen shouted as she slashed the air. “Friends only betray you, abandon you! Like mine did when I went blind!
She gasped. Given how her mother behaved, she had supposed she simply didn't want to have friends... but to learn that she had been left behind?
“STOP HAVING YOUR SOAP OPERA MOMENT AND GET ME OUT!”
Oh, right, the hostage. As irritating as Bourgeois was, they still had to rescue her.
“Ryūko! Now!”
Perfect! Now it was time to trick the Akuma! She jumped up and prepared her sword for a slash.
“You should have faith in your daughter to have her choices!” she shouted, and as expected, Ikari Gozen grabbed her.
“I've had enough of your opinions!” the Akuma shouted, and she closed her eyes. This was not going to be pretty. “OOOOOOOOM–”
And down the gullet she went... into something that resembled her mother's town car. Well, at least she knew what had happened.
“Hahaha!” Bourgeois laughed. “What a loser, getting caught–”
As if to mock the other girl for her hypocrisy, the box Marigold had procured entered and fell on top of Bourgeois' head.
“OW!”
“Heh,” she chuckled as she moved to grab the box.
“Bath bombs?” Bourgeois asked as she saw the box's contents.
“You're going to want to hold your breath,” Ryūko warned.
“What–?”
“Water Dragon!”
“Hey, wai–!”
This was not going to be pretty either.
----
Suddenly, Chat Noir and Marigold saw water and soap suds coming out from the seams that formed Ikari Gozen's armor, and Ikari Gozen's face twisted to a form that looked like something had really not sat well in her stomach.
“Ugh, urgh,” she mumbled, “I'm going to–”
The two averted their eyes just in time.
“BLARGH!”
Yikes. Even if they knew it was just Ryūko in water form with the result of the bath bombs, it was still disgusting.
“WAAAAAH! I HATE YOU, PUKE-KO!”
Well, at least Chloé was out of there. Marigold felt sorrier for Ryūko, who had had to share space with her, but she paid no mind as her classmate ran out of the way. With the Akuma incapacitated by her stomach's sudden rebellion, she summoned her power.
“Venom!”
One touch, and the Akuma was finally paralyzed.
But the fight wasn't done yet.
“We can't release her without the Ladybug,” Chat Noir said, and Ryūko growled in annoyance.
“Where is Scarlet Lady?!”
Someone landed next to them, and they saw it was the devil in red with black polka dots. She was drenched in water and smelling like bath bombs. She had likely been in the bath or something when the call got out.
“Worry not, my poor, lost sidekicks, I have arrived–”
He would rather save himself all the irritation of hearing Scar speaking, and quickly jumped to push her ahead, while the angered Dragon Heroine pulled from her arm.
“Hurry up, we need the Cure!” he shouted.
“HEY!” Scar shouted.
Nobody cared.
----
One Miraculous Cure later, Ryūko approached her mother, who was recovering now from her akumatization, and holding onto the car she had fused with.
“What happened to me? Where's Kagami?” she asked, and Ryūko smiled a bit. While the woman didn't show it much... perhaps she did love her daughter? She put her arms over the one holding her cane.
“Your daughter is safe, Madame. She'll be here soon,” she told her, and her mother nodded in quiet thanks. She turned towards her heroes, who were holding a fist in the air, with a space left for her.
She smiled wider. She had seen the duo doing this after defeating Akumas... and they were willing to allow her to join them. She held her fist next to theirs.
“BIEN JOUÉ!” they shouted in unison.
“Rest assured, everyone, I got Chloé Bourgeois to safety~”
“Who are you?” Tomoe Tsurugi asked, showing that, much like the rest of the world, nobody cared about Scarlet Lady.
----
With everything fixed and back into place, Ryūko followed Chat Noir to a secluded place, where she undid the transformation and took off the choker.
“Excellent work!” Chat Noir praised her, and she nodded.
“Well, you gave me the Miraculous with a sword,” Kagami replied. “It was practically made for me.”
Longg floated around before stopping, giving her back to Kagami.
“Such rudeness to cut me off when I'm speaking!” the Dragon Kwami declared. “There's wisdom in patience, you know! Youths these days.”
“M–My apologies,” Kagami said, bowing respectfully to the divine being. “Please forgive me, Kami-sama.”
Longg perked up, and quickly turned around to begin patting Kagami in the head, which she took with a smile.
“There is also wisdom in admitting fault, so this Dragon God will forgive you,” Longg replied.
Chat Noir just rolled his eyes.
----
The car was exactly where it had reappeared after the fight, and Kagami knew that it was because her mother was waiting for her. And, as she approached, she saw her, sitting in her usual place, looking as stern as always.
“Okaa-san, I'm sorry I wasn't truthful. But I'm not sorry for making friends,” she said.
“Friends can be disappointing–”
“I know,” she interrupted. “Maybe these friendships won't last forever. But I know I won't regret making the choices I did. Because you taught me to never second guess myself.”
“'GAMI!!”
Before she could react, her buddy had jumped on her back, put legs around her waist, and hugged her like a koala hugging an eucaliptus.
“M–Marinette!” she shouted in shock.
“I'm so glad you're safe!” Marinette replied, before she turned to look at the car. “Oh, hello, Madame!”
She heard her mother sigh.
“Be home by dinner,” Tomoe Tsurugi said, and the car door gently closed before the car drove away towards her home.
----
In the time they had spent dealing with the Akuma, the two of them got a message warning that the contest had ended. Kagami received a message, and semi-dragged Marinette to meet two of her school friends.
“Hey guys!” Ondine greeted with a wave and a smile. Next to her was a girl with two large ribbon-infused hairbuns, heart-shaped earrings and plaster over her nose. “This is Freddy!”
“Hey,” the other girl said, and Marinette saluted with a smile.
“I'm glad you avoided the Akuma,” Kagami said, and their phones vibrated.
“Looks like we lost,” Freddy said, seeing Adrien in the photo accompanied by the two winners, Aurore, Mireille, and his bodyguard (who was giving Aurore bunny ears).
“Oh, that's Alya!” Marinette said, happily. The other winner was a boy she didn't know, but he appeared to be nice, so she considered that a success. “Mission: stop a total weirdo creep from meeting Adrien,”
“ACCOMPLISHED!” she said along with Kagami.
“You guys know the game has an age limite, right?” Freddy pointed out.
“EH?”
----
That night, Paris' two heroes went on their usual night patrols, and they were now sitting in one of their favorite spots, which had a great view of the Eiffel Tower.
And now, their discussion had turned to their newest temporary partner.
“The Dragon's powers are really cool!” Chat Noir said.
“Yeah! Can you believe you can use three powers before the timer starts?!” Marigold replied.
“I call hax! How is that fair?! Imagine three shots of Venom!”
“Or three times the Cataclysm.” Marigold leaned back. “Well, technically the Ladybug has two powers – Lucky Charm and the Miracle Cure. It's just easy to forget since one leads into the other.”
Silence fell around them, as they considered the implications.
“You think maybe we have multiple powers?” Chat Noir asked.
“Maybe we should ask Master Fu...”
----
Crocoduel
@zoe-oneesama:
* Tomoe Tsurugi: You must be like the woman who ignored society's rules and her father's demands to become an independent warrior!
* Also Tomoe Tsurugi: How dare you ignore society's rules and MY demands and attempt to become an independent person!
Seriously, hypocrisy knows no bounds.
That's 466 pages, 186142 words, 1003366 characters
#scarlet lady the novel#fanfiction#milarqui#long post#marinette dupain cheng#marigold#adrien agreste#chat noir#kagami tsurugi#ryuuko#Ikari gozen
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look at this shit. alya waited for permission before initiating the hug. even in this crazy moment she paused and made sure marinette was okay with that level of contact. y’all i’m crying they’re so soft and good and these girls deserve each other
#i WROTE that#alya waiting for permission before contact#as both a 'good friend' thing and 'autistic marinette' thing#AND TO SEE IT IN CANON?#BRUH#miraculous ladybug#ml spoilers#alyanette
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Doctor’s Note
We all know how Lila fakes having different diseases and medical problems, but what would happen if she actually got sick and her mother went to the school to drop off a doctor’s note and pick up Lila’s assignments? Want the answer? Warm-Fuzzies and please enjoy!
Greta Rossi could admit that she was a bit of a workaholic. Being the secretary to the assistant ambassador of Italy, in a city that was constantly under attack by a magical terrorist, was not the easiest job in the world either. It took a lot of early mornings, late nights, and even some weekends to make sure everything was prepared for her boss. But that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t drop everything for her one and only daughter when she needed her.
Right now, for example, Lila was trapped in bed with a nasty case of strep throat. The poor girl had a fever, white pustules at the back of her throat, and could hardly stop coughing. It was only due to some very strong medicine that she was able to stop coughing long enough to pass out from exhaustion.
She had contacted her work to let them know she would be taking the week off, and the ambassador had been very understanding. Stressing that he knew how dedicated she was to her work and that it was good for her to take time off for her family. It was only after Lila was sound asleep that she made the phone call to her school, she wanted to make sure they knew why Lila was staying home and that she would be in later that afternoon to pick up her daughter’s assignments for the next week.
The principal, M. Damocles was his name, seemed very happy to have spoken to her and said that he would have her assignments waiting when she came to pick them up. Also, if she could bring the doctors’ notes with her, that would be very much appreciated.
Checking again that Lila was sound asleep, she left a note on her daughter’s bedside table that she was running some errands, would be home soon, and to text her if she needed anything.
Arriving at the school, she was surprised to see everything running so smoothly and that the reconstruction after the two month akuma attack had been gone so well. She was impressed that she couldn’t even tell the difference between the old and new parts of the building. But then, she wasn’t overly skilled with architecture or building construction, so that wasn’t a surprise to her.
A few knocks on the door and she entered M. Damocles office. She had only met the man a couple times, but he had seemed like a decent person. It was a shame that he had been akumatized for so long and she was curious about what had happened to cause him to be akumatized, but she wasn’t sure if it was proper to ask him.
“Mme. Rossi, good to see you. I understand that Lila has fallen ill?” He asked, spinning around to grab a blue folder behind his desk.
“Yes, the poor dear has strep throat and has been coughing nonstop for days.” Greta told him as she pulled the doctor’s note from her purse. “Here’s the note you requested, do you have her homework packet?”
Damocles looked over the note for a moment before nodding and looking at her expectantly. “Thank you, do you have her other doctor’s notes?”
Greta tilted her head in confusion. “Does she need more than one? It’s just strep throat, she should be back to school after next week.”
“No madam, this is all I need for her current leave from school. I was referring to the doctor’s notes for her tinnitus, arthritis, sprained wrist, and her lying disease. That last one especially, and any information you can give me on accommodating that one so we do not have a repeat of the incident last month.”
Nothing in the world could have kept her jaw from dropping. What he had just told her? “M. Damocles, everything you just said is completely false. Lila has no such ailments, and I don’t think there is such a thing as a lying disease, unless you are referring to pathological lying.”
The man blinked back at her a few times before raising one hand to rub his brow. “Oh my, Mme. Rossi, I believe you and I must have a long discussion about the things your daughter has been saying and doing since she started school here.”
Her legs were stiff as she lowered herself into a chair, a sick feeling growing in her stomach as M. Damocles pulled a different folder out from his desk.
~oOo~
Over two hours later, many truths had finally come out.
1) The school had never closed for months due to akumas.
2) When M. Damocles had been akumatized, it had been at night and did no damage to the school.
3) Greta was not the ambassador, but a secretary.
4) Lila did not suffer from any diseases.
5) They had been in Paris since Lila had started school, no globetrotting whatsoever.
6) She and her husband were not estranged, he had simply wanted to stay at his dream job in Venice and she would never force him to leave it for her temporary assignment here in Paris.
7) Lila’s grandmother was alive and had never owned or given Lila a foxtail necklace.
8) The phone number on file was Lila’s number, not Greta’s. And the email was supposed to be ‘.gov’ not ‘.com’.
Damocles had also called one of Lila’s classmates to his office, Marinette Dupain-Cheng. When the principal told Greta about the incident from the previous month, she was shocked. Then Marinette told them her side of the story; all the lies, the threats, and finally setting the poor girl up to be expelled. Greta had never been so angry with her daughter in her life. Sure, she had been a good little story teller and actress when she was little, but she never would have thought she could be so cruel.
By the end of her explanation, Marinette was practically in tears.
When she mentioned that Adrien Agreste also knew of Lila’s lies, he was called to the office as well. He was a little more reluctant to talk about what Lila had been saying, but Greta insisted that she wanted to know what her daughter had been doing since coming to school, so he told her. If she hadn’t been disgusted before, she definitely was now. Getting Adrien’s father’s employees in trouble, lying about being friends with Ladybug all while telling Greta that she was a useless hero, sexually harassing Adrien while the boy didn’t even realize that was what she was doing to him. She had become a Gabriel model without her permission, which meant that Lila had likely forged her signatures on the contracts, so she would need to contact M. Agreste to get that sorted out. One of the things that surprised her was hearing that Lila had been akumatized, not once or twice, but three times!
Not long after that, M. Damocles dismissed the children so he and Greta could finish speaking. He told her that, due to falsifying contact records and two months of truancy, Lila was likely to be expelled. Greta accepted this, knowing that she would have done the same thing in that man’s position. In fact, she already had a plan forming on how to thoroughly punish her deceitful daughter. And since Lila had basically been quarantined for the next week and a half, she knew exactly what to do.
First, she began the paperwork to have Lila pulled out of Francois Dupont, effective immediately and asked to go speak to Lila’s classmates. After hearing what her daughter had put Marinette through, she wanted to make sure everyone knew the truth. Damocles allowed this, first pulling Mme. Bustier from the class to alert her as to what was happening. The woman was appalled to hear what had happened but insisted that she had been in contact with her for months via email, to which Greta informed her that it was not her email, but one that Lila had likely set up to keep the school from contacting her. This shocked the teacher to the point where she heavily leaned against the wall and M. Damocles had to support her to keep from collapsing.
When Greta was finally permitted to address the class and debunk the lies that her daughter had been spewing, there had been a lot of shock and questions to follow. But when a girl named Alya began furiously typing on her phone to blow up at Lila, Greta stopped her.
“I’m going to ask that none of you contact Lila from now on.” Alya and the other students looked at her in surprise, but she continued before anyone could interrupt. “I have already begun putting her punishment into motion and know for a fact that it will not be something she will forget anytime soon. So I ask that you do not call, text, or email her. If she attempts to contact you, tell her that you are busy and can’t talk. If she attempts to invite you over or make plans for the future, tell her that you are unavailable or that you already have plans. If she makes any threats or rude remarks to anyone, please forward those messages to me, I will leave my number for you to do so. Do this so that I may move forward with her punishment without her suspecting that I have discovered the truth.”
Having finally had the wool lifted from their eyes, the students realized just how much attention Lila seemed to demand on a daily basis. So, by acting like they were too busy for her or not in the mood to talk, that will drive her crazy and be a nice bit of revenge for lying to them. The class agreed.
After that, Greta headed home to find that Lila was still asleep but beginning to wake up, if the coughing was any indicator. While still having the chance, she called up her husband back in Venice.
“Pronto.”
“Mio amor, how are you? How are things at the school?”
“Ah, mia bella, the school is wonderful, though I must admit, my urge to see you and Lila grows by the minute. When will you come to visit me?”
“Very soon, actually. I’m afraid that you and I need to have a talk about our daughter.” About thirty minutes and a lot of cursing later, Ciro Rossi was now completely up to date on the actions of their daughter.
“I wish to say that I cannot believe Lila would do such things, but I can’t help remembering that boy, Roberto, from two years ago.”
Yes, Greta remembered him well. He had been a very popular boy at Lila’s school; handsome, rich, from a very well connected family, and from what she understood, completely dedicated to his boyfriend. She hadn’t paid him much attention until Lila came home crying that Roberto had attempted to sexually assault her. Greta and Ciro had refused to let such a thing go unchecked and went to the police to report him. During the weeks to follow, Roberto was put through hell; bullied at school, he was beaten up a few times, his boyfriend broke up with him, and his name slandered all over Venice. They had believed what happened to the boy to be justified… until proof was provided that he was nowhere near Lila when she claimed to have been assaulted.
She suddenly recanted her story, saying that she must have been mistaken and someone that looked like Roberto assaulted her, but the damage had already been done. The boy and his family moved somewhere far away, and Greta and Ciro were forced to pay restitution to Roberto for ruining his name and reputation. Through her tears, Lila convinced them that it had been an honest mistake and that she hadn’t meant for any of that to happen. It wasn’t long after that, Greta received an offer to be the secretary for the assistant ambassador in Paris. Lila had begged her mother to go with her, claiming that her classmates were now bullying her for what happened to Roberto. Wanting to protect their daughter, they agreed.
Looking back on it now, and noticing the similarities between Roberto and Adrien, both Greta and Ciro were disappointed in themselves for not seeing the truth. Which likely was that Lila had tried to get close to Roberto for his money and connections, and when he turned her down, she lied about the assault to ruin his life, much like she had done to Marinette. And when it came out that she had lied about Roberto, her classmates had turned on her. So when she got the chance to start somewhere new, with people who didn’t know about her lies, she took it. Not caring if she harmed anyone at her new school while repeating old habits. But they were not about to let Lila do the same thing to Adrien or Marinette. Once Greta told her husband her plan, he was all for it and began preparing things on his end. By the time Lila was done being sick, her entire life would have turned upside down.
~oOo~
It took a lot more effort than Greta had expected to hide her intentions for the nine days it took for Lila to get over her case of strep throat, but she had been making good use of that time.
She had contacted Gabriel Agreste’s secretary and asked about any contracts that may have been signed. When she told her she hadn’t signed any contract and that her daughter would no longer be modelling, the woman had no choice but to accept this and inform M. Agreste of this development. The woman also informed Greta that such a breach of contract would result in Lila being blacklisted from the fashion industry. She agreed and promised that she would inform her daughter of this once she was better.
Greta then looked into Lila’s savings and trust fund, of which she had control of since Lila was still a minor. She drained the accounts to pay restitutions to Marinette for bullying and slander, Adrien for sexual harassment; and then sent the rest of it to Roberto, along with a message that she was now completely aware of the type of person her daughter was and would be adequately punished very soon.
And to keep too much suspicion off of her, Greta began mentioning to Lila how her father desperately wanted to see her after she got better, so after the doctor gave her a clean bill of health, they would be going to Venice to see him. Now that she was watching, Greta saw the twinge of uncertainty at the mention of Venice, but quickly covered it with false excitement for going back to visit her father.
As the day grew closer that they would be heading to Italy, Greta also noticed Lila glaring at her phone with utter malice. She might not have known what was going on if Lila’s classmate, Alya, wasn’t keeping her up-to-date on what Lila was telling them. Her daughter was attempting to tell the class that she was going to be going on a trip with a famous singer after she was better, but her classmates were doing as Greta asked and treating the lies as if they meant nothing. When she accused Marinette of calling her a liar while she was sick and couldn’t defend herself, the class stopped responding.
One message that was forwarded to Greta nearly had her abandoning her plan and confronting her daughter at that moment. It was a message that Lila had sent to Marinette, who had shared it with Alya, who then forwarded it to Greta. It read:
You fugly, no talent bitch! You think I don’t know what you’re doing? Those stupid sheep were eating up every single one of my lies before I got sick, and now they won’t even talk to me! Just you wait. When I get back to school, I’m going to ruin you in every way imaginable. No one will want to be your friend. By the time I’m done with you, I hope you kill yourself. Maybe I’ll convince someone that you tried to kill me and they’ll kill you for me. Either way, you’re dead. And even if you show someone these messages, no one will believe you over me.
Greta forwarded the message to Ciro as well. He called her right away to discuss other accommodations that they would be making for Lila in the coming days. There was something seriously wrong with their daughter, and they refused to turn a blind eye to what was happening.
When the day finally came that Lila was better and they were heading to Venice, Greta instructed Lila not to pack her more expensive clothes as she would not want to lose them if their baggage got lost. What her daughter didn’t know was that Greta was planning on selling all of her designer clothes, jewelry, her electronics, and everything else to continue paying restitutions to Marinette, Adrien, and Roberto. And it wasn’t like she would need them soon, anyway.
The plane ride was a bit nerve racking for Greta, as she worried about giving something away and Lila figuring out her plan; but if she did, it didn’t show. When they landed at Venice Marco Polo Airport, she had to resist her sigh of relief. The plan was almost ready to be put in action.
When she saw Ciro waiting for them in his dress whites, her heart sped a bit more. The man was, without a doubt, the most handsome man she’d ever met, and was the love of her life. Being away from him for so long was difficult, but what else could they do? Her husband was a Capitano di Vascello of the Italian Navy and had worked very hard to get where he was. Although he was semi-retired now and no longer served on a ship, he had followed his dream and became the Vice Principal for the premier naval academy in Venice, Francesco Morosini Naval Military School.
He had gone to the school when he was younger and always claimed that it was the best experience he could have ever wished for. That being in that school saved his life. So when he continued into the navy to serve his country, he made it his goal to one day become the Principal of the school that saved him, so that he could do the same for other students. And now, they would be doing the same for Lila.
Greta and Ciro had thought of admitting Lila to Francesco Morosini when she came of age, but quickly realized that she was not the Navy type and did not want to force her into it. That choice was no longer Lila’s and she would be staying at the military school where it was Ciro’s job, not only as a father, but as an administrator of the school, to keep a close eye on any problem children.
Ciro embraced Greta and then Lila before taking their bags and walking them to his car. Lila was talking at length to her father about all her friends at school, all the happenings in Paris, and even mentioned her boyfriend, Adrien Agreste.
“You would like him, Papa. He’s a model, a gentleman, and his father is the designer, Gabriel Agreste. And he treats me like a princess!” Lila gushed as she showed her father a picture of Lila kissing the blonde boy’s cheek. Greta had seen that picture and had even asked Adrien about it while they had spoken in M. Damocles office. Lila had apparently kissed him without permission when she took that picture, and then sent it to every girl in Adrien’s contact list to make it seem like they were dating.
Ciro played along, asking questions about her classes, Adrien, the akuma situation that he had heard about over the news, and other things to keep Lila from growing suspicious. Sure enough, she prattled on through the entire car and ferry ride to Venice. Only seeming to look around questioning when they arrived at the Naval school, rather than their apartment.
“What are we doing here?” She asked, looking at her father in confusion.
The two parents dropped the act and glared at their daughter in disappointment and anger. “I’m surprised at you, young lady,” Greta started. “Did you really think you could keep lying to us? We. Know. Everything.”
They watched as her olive skin quickly paled. “What do you mean? I didn’t lie, I sw-”
“We know the school never closed,” Ciro interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument or interruption. “We know about you lying to your classmates and teachers about having disabilities and diseases. We know about you changing our contact information on your school records. We know about you bullying and sexually harassing your classmates. We know about the threats you’ve made to that one girl. We know that you’ve been akumatized multiple times. We know the truth about what you really did to Roberto two years ago! WE KNOW EVERYTHING!”
With every word he said, Lila seemed to inch away from her irate parents and shrink into herself. At the same time, they saw the rage and contemplation in her eyes. She was angry at being caught and was already trying to think of a way out of trouble. Not that they would give her a chance to even try.
“But I didn’t li-”
“Lie number one, Ladybug is a useless superhero that let your school get damaged and spent months trying to deakumatize your principal, which is why you were out of school for two months.” Greta interrupted that time, pinning her daughter with a glare that she usually reserved for idiot interns who screwed up important paperwork at the embassy. “I personally spoke to your principal and looked into Ladybug. The school never closed. Ladybug and Chat Noir have always defeated the akumas and restored the damage thanks to their abilities. And you told the school that you and I were off globetrotting to places like Achu.”
Her eyes grew to the size of saucers. She was just beginning to stammer out an excuse when her father spoke over her.
“Lie number two, a girl named Marinette Dupain-Cheng has been bullying you because she is jealous of your relationship with your boyfriend, Adrien Agreste. We have seen the texts that you have sent that girl, the most recent saying,” Ciro pulled out his phone to read off of the text “‘...I’m going to ruin you in every way imaginable. No one will want to be your friend. By the time I’m done with you, I hope you kill yourself…’ Does that sound familiar to you?”
“I also personally spoke to Adrien after I spoke to Marinette, and found out that not only are you not his girlfriend, but you have been sexually harassing him! You even showed us proof in that picture you took where you kissed him!”
“But that’s not sexual harassment!” Lila shot back at them as her panic grew.
“Any unwelcome sexual advances, requests for sexual favors, and other verbal or physical conduct of a sexual nature constitutes sexual harassment. Your mother and I memorized that when you accused Roberto of assault, which is another thing you lied about! And let me guess, you wanted to use that boy’s popularity and family connections for a leg-up, but he turned down your advances since he was gay. You didn’t take that rejection well, so you told us he assaulted you. Is that what happened?”
“How did you-” Lila interrupted herself that time by slapping her hand over her mouth, quickly realizing that she had confirmed what her father had just said.
“Well, congratulations young lady. You have earned a complete overhaul on your life.”
“What do you mean?” Lila didn’t want to know, but it seemed like she had no choice but to ask.
“Your modelling contract with Gabriel is done,” Greta told her, noticing her wince since they weren’t supposed to know about that either. “I spoke with his assistant and discovered that you forged my signatures on the contracts to let you model. They were kind enough not to pursue legal action against you, but they have asked that I inform you that you have been blacklisted from the fashion industry, so that career option is completely closed off to you.”
“Your mother educated your friends at school with the truth. They know about all your lies and have kept us apprised of what you have been saying, the rumors you have been attempting to spread about going on a trip with a random music star, and were kind enough to forward that threatening message you sent to that girl, Marinette. They are no longer interested in being your ‘sheep’.”
“Not that you will be returning to that school,” Greta continued. “Your truancy has made that impossible, even if we did want you to stay there to face the consequences of your actions. Which includes paying restitution to the people you’ve hurt.”
“Paying!” Ciro and Greta watched as Lila’s right eye began to twitch as she snapped at them.
“Yes, paying. I’ve already emptied out your savings and trust fund to pay back Marinette, Adrien, and Roberto for what you’ve done to them-”
“You can’t do that! That’s my money!” She screamed, stomping her foot at her mother like a five year old throwing a tantrum.
“Money that you earned illegally modelling after forging my signature. And you are a minor, I am well within my rights to take that money to pay for the damages you have incurred. I will also be selling your laptop, tablet, mobile phone, as well as the clothes and jewelry you left in Paris. Seeing as you won’t be needing them anymore.”
As she said this, Lila clutched her phone and hugged it against her chest. “How am I supposed to talk to anyone without my phone?”
“Pen and paper, and if you need to speak with your mother, there’s my office phone or the payphone in the barracks, where you will be staying.”
The girl’s eyes grew impossibly wide as she looked at her parents in a panic. They couldn’t mean…
Ciro smiled the smile that he used to greet the families whose children were in need of discipline. “Welcome to Francesco Morosini Naval Military School, where we strive to give children an education that will help them for their future and the world that waits for them.”
~oOo~
There had been a lot of begging, crying, and screaming after that as Lila did everything she could to try and change her parents’ minds. This was a total nightmare for her. Forced to wear a uniform she hated. Surrounded by students, teachers, and her father; all of whom knew that she was a liar. No one gave her the type of attention she craved, but everyone was giving her the overly watchful attention she despised. She couldn’t even enjoy becoming an akuma anymore, as she was far out of Hawkmoth’s reach.
Greta and Ciro had gone out to dinner afterwards in an attempt to de-stress, only to get a call an hour later that Lila had tried to steal a boat and run away from the school. She was put on a 24/7 watch after that, now required to wear a tracking monitor wherever she went and was on bathroom and floor cleaning duty for the foreseeable future.
When Greta returned to Paris, she went about doing exactly as she promised. She sold Lila’s electronics, clothes, and jewelry; only keeping a pair of plastic stud earrings that her grandmother had given her. She met with M. Damocles again to let him know that everything had been taken care of. She contacted the Dupain-Cheng family to let them know that Lila wouldn’t be bothering their daughter again. That was probably the most pleasant thing she did, as they were a lovely family and sent her off with a box of assorted scones, so yummy! When she had them send a box of goodies to her husband in Venice, he called her a few days later and begged her to send more whenever she could.
Lila absolutely hated seeing her father enjoy pastries from the bakery of her rival’s family. That, along with being forced to talk to a psychiatrist three times a week to make her admit that she was a liar and to figure out why she feels the need to lie. All while wearing a horrible uniform and actually having to clean. She was in her own personal hell. How she wished that she had never gotten sick.
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Mess with me fine mess with someone I care about you are playing with fire
As mad and disappointed as Marinette got at her class, at Lila, at Miss Bustier, at Mr. Damocles, at Hawkmoth, hell even Gabriel, she never broke her rules.
Never ask personal favors from clients.
Never publicly use your training.
Never let them know about your wealth.
But staring at a crying Chloe Bourgeois who had stood in the rain for god knows how long waiting for someone to open the bakery, she couldn't help the snapping sensation.
"I didn't know were else to go." Chloe managed through her sons. Marinette calmly guided the broken girl to her room. Chloe had passed out before she could get across what had happened. Marinette hummed.
Picking up her phone Marinette paused briefly. "Hey M wha-" Marinette cut him off "I need the security footage of all of the mayors residents. I would do it myself but his daughter is passed out on my lap. I'll pay." The man on the other side is silent for a minute "my brother can get it quicker. No need to pay but could you consider a contract. Even just looking at it would be enough."
"I'm going to say it has something to do with a bet. Just make sure none of the more violent members of your family is there I'm not sure what you'll find." Marinette hums before hanging up. Grayson would probably do more that get the footage but a contract with them would probably be beneficial.
Chloe rolled over in her sleep. Marinette moves down stairs. Her parents turn to her. "I wouldn't be attending school today. I believe this mater should be dealt with first." Her parents nodded then continued to prepare for the day.
Marinette walks back upstairs before making another call. "Mr Watson terribly sorry to be calling at this hour." Audible shuffling "Mari Mari it's not a problem at all. Though you normally aren't up this early did you sleep any?" Watson asks. " yes and I quiet regret it. There's a situation. I need some assistance with a friend of mine"
" shit your talking like sherlock. I'll be there as soon as I can. I can't promise he won't tag along." Watson says hurriedly "I called ina faver someone will be there to get you in five." Marinette hung up. "Kaalki, Trixx"
"Yes" the two appear. "Kaalki full gallop" Trixx make an allusion of me sleeping on the couch.
"I am terribly sorry Mr Holmes. I only have clearance for Dr Watson. Actually you are banned from Paris because of the possibility of Acumatization." Holly explains. "You really expect me to believe that after she just called in not one but two favors." Holmes looks on unbelievablingly. " you'll find sir Miss Marinette is willing to pay for services provided. She is an active part in investigating Hawkmoth as you well know." Huffing Holmes sits down as Holly brings Dr Watson through the portal. "I thought she said she slept?"
"Doesn't counteract staying awake half a week. The girl is in miss Marinettes room once you have checked her I'll be ready to take you back."
Marinette stared at the ceiling it had been two hours since she found Chloe. Chloe had some bruising from falling on her way there. thank god. Chloe also had a respiratory infection dew to standing in the cold rain crying all night as it turned out.
Then there was the reason she was standing in the rain all night. Chloe had been kicked out for being gay. Weather or not it was true Marinette could only guess, but Lila and Alya had fabricated enough evidence to make it seem so.
Marinette turned toward Chloe. She could contact chloe's mom and hope for a better reaction. If she didn't get the reaction she hoped for she could always corner the woman in the business world.
But that could get messy and Chloe needs something more stable. "I'm breaking all sorts of rules today huh." Marinette hit her head on the desk. "Well I was planning to buy the building eventually anyway. I can hire a manager."
Chloe was still asleep at lunch time when Nadja and Bridget came by.
"Sorry I called you on such short notice." Marinette apologizes as she sets the plates down.
"It's fine. Your parents said it was important" Nadja states.
"Yes I have a story for you. Or rather a news collab. However I'm not sure how much you'll be able to use as we will have to get permission for some interviews. Here is all my recipes. I am asking one other reporter to help as a favor Miss Louis. I designed some dresses for her."
"This has to do with the school doesn't it." Bridget pales looking at the binder full of papers.
"I wish it was just that. There's more a lot more but I didn't have time to make more physical copies. Here's the computer version." Marinette hands the girls the flashdrives.
"Why didn't you bring any of this to me before?" Bridget asks.
"I was the main target so why would i?" Marinette shrugs.
The women left to do their respective jobs. No doubt Bridget would have the school under investigation be the time Marinette made it back.
"Hello Miss Amelia" Marinette greeted through the phone. "MDC it's good to hear from you. How is my comission coming along?" Amelia asks happily.
"It's ready to be shipped. I actually called for another reason. Your son is quite business inclined corect?" Marinette continues to write up a contract as she does the call.
"Oh yes but he doesn't seem interested in opening his own business yet." Amelia explains.
"I am starting a side project. I was wondering if he would be interested in it since it would be competitive with both the Agrests and the Mayor. I will be involving a few others his age. I can send over the contract by the end of the day" Marinette explains.
"I can certainly see. Thank you for considering my son in such a big project."
Marinette turned to the half asleep Chloe. "Here it will make you feel better" Marinette hands her some meds. "You need more rest after you eat."
"Do you know what happened?" Chloe asks after eating. "I do. Though I made sure to get those posts taken down before anyone else could see them."
Chloe looks up in shock. "Tomorrow we are going to get you some new things. Quiet frankly you spent to much time with Gabriel criticizing your clothes and I doubt you want to go back there while you are sick." Chloe nods before laying back down.
Next call would be Jagged. That would be interesting but that would have to wait till morning. Chloe would need to be awake.
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Bio!Dad AU Marinette 12
Clark and Lex went down to the cafeteria and saw Adrien sitting with Jon, Damian, and Marinette. Half the class was glaring in their direction, sitting with the liar, and another half was whispering, pointing between the another two groups.
"Adrien." called Clark, announcing their presence.
Adrien just looked up to Marinette's fathers with kitten eyes, hoping for a miracle.
Clark just smiled.
"Your father agreed." Luthor spoke.
"Yes!" Adrien shouted, quickly pulling Marinette into a hug, "Thank you! Thank you!"
"Have you all finished your lunch?" Clark asked and they nodded.
"I will call the car around so you can gather your belongings. Minnie can show you where to place them." Lex said, getting his phone.
"Sleepover party!" shouted Jon.
"What is going on, here?" questioned Bustier.
Lex just handed her a paper and walked a bit away to make his call.
"This is a fax from Gabriel Agreste, granting us and Bruce Wayne temporary custody of his son for the remaining two week. He was appalled to find out from Adrien that he would be rooming with someone of the opposite sex." Clark stated.
"But Lila said-" Caline said, trying to make sense of what was happening.
"Ma'am, you are a teacher. It is your job as the adult to contact the parents or guardians of a child before any changes are made to their child's well being. There is no reason to take the word of another child, especially if the child has no family relations to the other child. In the court of law, that would be hearsay and could lead to slander and defamation charges. Adrien Agreste has been pulled out of your care by his father and with the school board's permission." Clark said, glaring at her, "I'll be making sure to call them about your behavior, especially towards my daughter."
Caline paled as she turned to see a smug smile of Marinette's face.
"Adrien, let's go get your things." Lex called.
"Yay! I was dreading sharing a room with Lila." he said, following after Luthor.
"Wait!" spoke up Mylene, "Don't you two have a thing?", followed by several nods.
"No way. I can't stand Lila." announced Adrien.
Lila opened her mouth, but Sabrina beat her to the punch.
"But, aren't you dating?" she asked.
"No way! I don't even like posing for photoshoots with her." he declared.
"How could you say something so heartless?" sobbed Lila, gaining sympathy from Alya quickly.
"Because I never wanted anything to do with you and your lies!" he shouted, "Why on Earth, would I want be close to someone who lies with every breath she takes?"
"Marinette-" began Alya.
"Has been telling the truth since day one!" interrupted Adrien, shouting in the journalist's face.
"Isn't she the wannabe journalist you told me about?" Damian questioned, earning a nod from Mari, "Well, I suggest you find a new career path. You're already failing at it."
"How dare you-" Alya cried out
"What; acknowledge the truth? Marinette told me how you suggested she find evidence to back up her claims. Where's your evidence? You did do research and spend countless hours so you could prove your 'friend' there was right, correct, or did you take everything at face value? That's something a journalist never does." Damian smirked.
"Marinette is just-" Alya began to make her excuse.
"Ah, yes, my favorite excuse, jealous. Tell me, what does my fiancée have to be jealous about?" he questioned.
Alya was at a loss for words. She had used that excuse so many times. Everyone else knew that it was common knowledge up until this point. They began to look at each other for a new answer.
"I have been with my Angel for three years. Are you saying she was jealous of this tart holding a gaze towards her friend?" Damian questioned.
"Tart!" Lila cried out.
"Fiancée?" shouted Lex, causing Marinette and Damian to blush.
'Oops.'
"We'll talk about this at dinner, young lady." declared Clark.
"Yes, Daddy." Marinette sighed, as Damian avoided eye contact with her family.
"Besides, why would I be dating Lila?" questioned Adrien, "Wasn't she just telling you all that she was supposedly dating Damian Wayne?"
"Wouldn't that make her a cheating whore?" asked Damian, with a smirk.
"Yeah." smiled Adrien, looking at Marinette's boy-fiancee, "Why would you be 'dating' both of us, Lila?"
"Why tell your class you're dating me, but half of them believe you're with Paris' teen model?" the young Wayne goaded.
"I could never date someone who cheats on me." Adrien stated, "Could you, Damian?"
"Never. They wouldn't be worthy of me." Damian stated.
"So...who are you dating, Lila?" asked Jon.
Lila looked between the two boys and realized there was no clean way out of this mess. Especially with the whole class staring at her.
"I- Ow my head hurts. You see, I got an accident when teaching disabled children to-" she quickly ranted out, but Damian and Adrien only started to laugh.
"She's not really creative is she?" Jon questioned.
"Aside from storytelling , no. She'd make a decent B-rated movie actress, but I'm sure they'd get tired of her personality, too." smiled Mari.
"You should have heard her one of her first lies: I saved Jagged Stone's kitten from a runway and got tinnitus. He was so moved he wrote a song about me. When I pointed out he never had a kitten, she said it was before he found out he was allergic to fur and the song was private." Adrien ranted, "Any true Jagged fan knows he had a puppy when he was a kid. It died after it was hit by a car and later he got a crocodile egg and hatched it. He named it 'Fang' after his puppy. I mean, seriously! Mari designed so many things for him: glasses, posters, his CD covers. I even got her to autograph some of them! I'm sorta shocked Alya forgot since she was with Mari when I asked."
'Shit! He's right; I forgot!'
"Tinnitus? Impossible. That comes from exposure to loud noises constantly and you have a constant ringing in your ear." Jon spoke up.
"Exactly what I said!" Marinette shouted, "That's when they made me move seats because she had a 'hearing disability'!"
'Damn.'
"Come along, Angel. Let's leave these low-life here." Damian said, holding out his arm for her to take.
"Can I be an angel?" Adrien asked.
"You are an angel, Adrien. Just not mine. Ooh! He can be Jon's." Marinette smiled.
"Mine?" Jon asked.
"What?" Damian growled.
"Well, Dami, Jon is your ball of sunshine and Adrien is mine." Mari responded.
"Hmmm....Acceptable." he said, before heading to the exit.
Jon and Adrien just looked at each other and blushed, causing Marinette to laugh.
"I'm not trying to set you up. I just thought you both could use another friend. If anything blossoms from it, that's up to you both." she smiled.
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Magic Marinette
Marinette is Zatanna's older cousin and can practice magic herself. Her magic is different however. For most low level spells she simply has to think of what the spell is intended for. For a harder spell she needs to chant much like Zatanna.
Marinette practices at home with her Uncle Zatara occasionally visiting with Zatanna. Magic comes naturally to Marinette, she likes to claim that it just flows in and out of her.
Marinette is 13 (Zatanna is only 6) when she becomes Ladybug, her magic and Tikki's combining flawlessly. The two are a magical power house, so much so that Marinette has to lock her aura down so that she'll only appear as a low level mage. Zatara is proud of his niece for becoming a hero, although he isn't exactly pleased, he knows better than to mess with the Kwami.
He is there for her every step of the way only a call away. When Marinette's friends turn against her and she ends up with only four left he and Zatanna are there to comfort her. When her parents start feeding into the lies he is incredibly angry. Especially when he sees the broken look on his beloved nieces face. Zatara is quick to suggest he take complete custody over Marinette, her parents agree and sign away their rights.
Zatara helps Marinette pack her things and moves her into an apartment in Paris. Until Marinette is 18 he'll be spending the majority of his time in Paris with her. Zatanna grows up beside Marinette looking up to her as a big sister. Marinette lives up to that roll always spoiling Zatanna.
When Marinette becomes Guardian Zatara helps her navigate how to deal with her new responsibilities. A few weeks later when she shows up hand in hand with a blonde boy, he recognizes him immediately. After a quick shovel talk Adrien is practically adopted into the family. His and Marinette's relationship blossomed beautifully.
Zatara has Marinette transferred out of her current class and Adrien follows her. The two are barely separate from each other, but when they are their former classmates take advantage of it. Marinette is constantly watching her back when she is alone. Especially when Bustier's class fails to make all their fundraising goals, Marinette can feel them glaring at her.
The class takes turns finding ways to bully Marinette. Alya posts embarrassing pictures of her, Rose tells everyone stories of her trying to get Adrien's attention calling her terrible names. Alix and Nathaniel kick her out of the Art Club. Kim and Alix push her around in the halls and so on. With Lila acting as the innocent bystander.
The class becomes more and more toxic towards themselves and others. This results in the entire school avoiding them, they however blame Marinette for everything. Even though she hasn't thought of them except for when they're bullying her.
Marinette is pissed when Bunnyx comes back from the future and takes the Bunny Miraculous from her. She immediately gives it to her younger self. Now Ladybug and Chat Noir have to work around an untrained liability.
When Marinette is 18 Zatanna is 11.
During their final year Adrien proposes to Marinette after asking Zatara's permission. Marinette agrees to marry him amd the wedding is set for the summer after they graduate.
The wedding never comes. After they graduate they face off with Hawkmoth and Mayura in one final battle. They had defeated Mayura and Chat was about to take Hawkmoth's Miraculous when Bunnyx showed up. She uses Burrow and endes up knocking Chat into an unknown part of time. Everything is silent as Ladybug stares at the space her partner had been in waiting for him to show up. When no one arrives a heartbreaking scream tears through her. All of Paris watches their last hero break down crying, with a burst of rage she defeats Hawkmoth unmasking him. Then charges Bunnyx using her magic to take her down.
Kcol reh ni ecalp htiw ton a elgnis hctiwt!!
Lock her in place with not a single twitch!!
Bunnyx is frozen as Ladybug rips her Miraculous away de-transforming her. She glares at her through her tears, before telling her that she was never meant to be a hero.
Ladybug then leaves with all the Miraculous except for Plagg.
Marinette de-transforms in her room, tears falling as she stares despondently at the ground. Before she utters a simple incantation releasing Alix from where she was frozen.
Cogam sesaeler eht eno I evah dnuob.
Magic releases the one I have bound.
Marinette remains there only moving when Zatanna comes in and sits on her lap. Marinette sniffles hugging her tightly, crying while Zatanna comforts her, crying softly as well.
The next day they are visited by an elderly old man with a kind smile. He introduces himself as Alfred Pennyworth. A mischievous smile crosses his face as he makes eye contact with Marinette.
Alfred-I didn't always go by that though. The love of my life used to call me kitty.
Marinette-Adrien?
Alfred simply smiled sadly nodding before telling her that she cannot go get him.
Alfred- I was sent back so long ago. When you never came I began to make a life for myself. I joined MI-16 and was adopted into a family. Became a butler and was loyal to the Wayne family. I had a son in all but blood, his name is Bruce. It's funny Bugaboo, he has the same black hair and blue eyes as you. Some nights I would pretend that he was our child. Marinette I love you but my life as Alfred Pennyworth cannot be removed from history. This is why I am asking you to move on, find love again.
Marinette sobs softly into his shoulder telling him that she'll do her best. Alfred smiles before pulling out a familiar ring placing it in her hand. Before telling Plagg that he better keep his Princess safe. Marinette giggles softly kissing him on his cheek.
Marinette- Keep in touch please Adrien, I can't live without you at least in my life.
Alfred nods kissing Marinette's hands gently before bidding all three of them goodbye.
Marinette continues on with her life but she doesn't fall in love again. She knows in her heart thay the only one for her was Adrien. Marinette becomes a famous fashion designer by day and Mari by night. She begins training Zatanna along with Zatara. Helping stop bag guys with simple spells. When Zatanna is 15 she encourages Zatara to let her hang out with the Young Justice team and be a part of it. She happily spies through a seeing glass to see their first meeting. Marinette giggles when her cousin takes an instant liking to the young boy wonder. She smiles softly at the picture of the boy knowing that he was Alfred's honorary grandson.
A few weeks later Marinette is working to reunite the dimensions. When they make it back she is heartbroken to see her cousin with the Helmet of Fate. Zatara immediately tries to convince him to take him instead but Marinette stops him.
Marinette- Release my cousin and take me instead Nabu.
Nabu-No, you barely show any signs of magic.
Marinette huffs before chanting a reversal incantation on the spell she put in place all those years ago. Her aura fills the area allowing everyone to feel her magic.
Marinette-If you release her you can have me. I just need to do a few things first.
Nabu- Very well.
He released Zatanna, Zatara is quick to hug her before turning to Marinette angry demanding to know why she did that with tears in his eyes. Marinette smiled softly before kissing his cheeks softly then kissing Zatanna's. She summons a pen and paper with an envelope writing out a letter to Alfred. She sealed the envelope before turning to Robin.
Marinette- Please deliver this to Agent A for me little birdie. Tell him Ladybug said it was important.
She pats his head gently before smiling softly at Batman.
Marinette- He thinks of you as his son, but he'll never admit it because he doesn't want to take your father's place. Trust me though, a child can have more than one father.
She said glancing down at Robin when she said it. She turned away from them looking down at her cousin once again.
Marinette- Zatanna, my dearest cousin. I will be departing soon and with that I need to name the next Guardian. Will you uphold and protect the Kwami to the best of your ability?
As she is speaking, Marinette holds out her hands the Miraculous box and Gilmore appears in them. Zatanna chokes back a sob before nodding.
Zatanna- Ib accept.
Marinette passed her the box smiling gently as Tikki flew out of her coat pocket.
Marinette- This is goodbye Tikki, we made a good team didn't we?
Tikki- We were the best Marinette.
Tikki and Marinette smile gently, a few tears slipping past as Tikki kissed Marinette's forehead gently.
Marinette- Zatanna, I hear by name you the new holder of the Ladybug Miraculous. Treat her well and she shall bring you everlasting luck.
Marinette unclips her earring, clipping them into Zatanna's ears gently.
Marinette-You will make a fine Ladybug.
Zatanna- I'll be nothing like you.
Marinette- No, you'll be better.
She kissed her forehead gently before turning to Zatara as he pulled her into a tight hug. She sniffled softly hugging back just as tightly. She released him, pushing herself away and closer to Nabu.
Marinette- Please dont blame yourselves. I made this decision not you. Goodbye, I love you.
Marinette turned allowing the helmet to close around her, becoming Doctor Fate.
Upon returning to the Watchtower, Alfred arrived wearing a mask of his own before walking over to his two charges. Robin held the letter out to him shifting nervously.
Robin- Ladybug said it was important.
Alfred's eyes widen as he takes the letter opening it.
Adrien, I'm sorry but I was never able to move on from you. You were and always will by my true love. I'm afraid this is my goodbye, please don't do anything stupid love. You're not as young as you were when we were together. You've raised a good son, I wish I could have been by you the entire time. I love you Adrien. -Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
Alfred turned to Zatanna and Zatara as a tear fell. They nodded solemnly soon more tears joined them as he stood there silently. A few moments went by before Alfred dabbed his face gently singing quietly to himself.
Alfred- Miraculous, simply the best, up to the test when things go wrong, Miraculous the luckiest….Im Chat Noir. At night I rule, my ring is charged with energy, my claws are out just watch and see.
Alfred's shoulders shook as he thought of all their time together. He took a deep breath before turning back to Zatanna.
Alfred- In every letter she wrote she was always so proud of you. She always told me that you were going to be great one day, even better than her. My princess will always be proud of you, take it from your almost cousin.
Zatanna sniffled before snorting and hugging Alfred.
Zatanna-God you got so old and sappy Adrien.
Alfred-Its Alfred now and that's what happens when you get thrown back in time and aged.
He turned to Batman and Robin with a sad smile on his face.
Alfred-I think it's time you both hear of my life before MI-16.
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one step back, two steps forward (pt. 7)
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Dragon and snake and the chaos
Classes went on without a hitch, Lila didn’t returned after the first humiliation. Alya who was still glaring at Marinette despite all that went down, but Marinette ignored her.
She realized a lot of things now. Like how if they were really her friends then they would never had just believed the liar and started bullying her. If they were really her friends they would have asked her permission and asked for help not demand her to be at their beck and call.
She needed to talk with Tikki. And about Adrien being chat noir. She needed to take away his miraculous. There is nothing more problematic than her black cat being corrupted because he wasn’t the true cat. She needed to find one. The faster the better.
Lunch time came rather faster and both girls walked out, not before stepping on the foot that sticks out to trip them or rather Marinette. The howl of pain made Kaylan smirk, and wink at the pink haired skater who glared at them.
Are you not worried that they may become an akuma?
Marinette became worried when she saw anger on Alix’s face. It was enough to attract akuma.
I would rather they become akuma when they are angry than to bottle up all the emotions before exploding and become the deadliest akuma.
Kaylan said pulling the girl out before heading towards the bakery. Stopping in front of stairs, she turned towards the designer.
My mom is a psychiatrist. Well……….more like a freelancer. Um….. She saw all the videos of the recent akuma. That’s the conclusion we came to.
Marinette nodded and both started towards the bakery.
The first akuma we faced was so full of negativity that even my mom felt it. As a psychiatrist she know when someone is bottling up negative emotions and she can definitely feel it. It’s like a second nature to her.
So she told you that the akuma would be weaker if a person was not bottling up the emotion?
Not exactly but, yes. The nurse that got akumatized……..she came at some point the very same day. My mom gave her a coping mechanism where she can let go of all her emotions and not get akumatized.
Wait that can happens?
Kaylan smirked. She looked smug. Was that a valid trick?
Marinette looked like she wanted to say something but they reached the bakery.
Mari-hime! It’s good to see you here.
Ma-ma-Marinette. Your song is rather clear.
Turning they looked at the pair. The girl was Asian descendent. She had short navy bob and sharp brown eyes, that soften up at the sight of the designer but when they turned to Kaylan they turned sharper. She was glaring at her.
The boy looked older than them. The dye in his hair was more prominent. He looked like a musician with his punk rock style. He looked rather calmer than both of them.
Kagami! Luka! You came!
Marinette quickly hugged them before gesturing toward Kaylan.
Meet Kaylan, she is new to our class and sits next to me. And she’s my friend. I wanted to introduce her to you guys.
Of course Mari-hime. I’m Kagami Tsurugi and I challenge you to a duel.
Kagami! No!
Kaylan Fox and I would be pleased to dual. Having a challenge always excite me no matter physical or mental.
Please don’t!
Poor Marinette kept looking at the girls who shook each other’s hand with as much force they could exert. None of their expression flattered.
The musician looked rather amused at their antic, when they released each other, he introduced himself.
Luka Couffaine. Normally I would do the intimidation but if you can survive Kagami than I’m sure you can live mine.
There’s no way I’m hurting Marinette. I would rather hurt those who hurt her. Someone like a certain liar.
That caught their attention and they looked at her and then at Marinette. The designer sighed and nodded. The smiles that passed between three of them were all the same. Sadistic.
Marinette regretted introducing them. She heard Tikki sniggering quietly before leading them all up towards her room. She really prayed that Lila can live with these three teaming up. They are all vicious individually and together they will be unstoppable. Just thinking about the chaos they will cause in the future makes her head hurt.
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Kagami and Luka were head of MPS (Marinette protection squad). With Kaylan, their strategist for petty revenge, they felt that they can now work far better. Their stories of Liar turned to her becoming akumatized and lead to the conversation earlier.
But seriously did that actually work?
Marinette asked. While it might be a healthy mechanism to let go of the emotion for a limited time before composing themselves but with an emotional terrorist on lose it would be too good to be true.
My mom and I do it every day.
She giggled picturing how ridiculous they must have looked.
It’s more like letting all your stress, anger and frustration out in one big scream and then drink some water to cool down. It’s likely to attract akuma but once you have cool down it won’t be attracted to you.
(yes. this works. letting out your frustration by screaming, loudly cursing and angrily punching the pillow, can help you cool down faster. I tried all of these. and I felt far lighter than before.)
They frowned, still not believing at her. She shook her head with a smile before taking out her phone and calling someone.
Hey mom, do you have something on the schedule for today?
The trio raised their eyebrows.
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No I mean are you free or do you have an appointment or …….
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Yes but number increased to three.
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I still need to ask if they are free, hold up. Hey, I know it’s on short notice but can you make time for dinner today?
She looked at Marinette who stood up and ran to her parents. Kagami and Luka took out their phones to call their parent.
I can make time!
Marinette came running before bending to catch her breath. Luka nodded too. Kagami was looking a little reluctant but when Kaylan gestured she passed the phone to her.
Moshi, Moshi, Tsurugi-san!
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Kagami looked alarmed but focused at the girl talking to her mother.
Kaylan Fox. Kagami o yūshoku ni shōtai shitakatta nodesuga, de~yuaru mo yakusoku shimashita. Kagami ga watashitachi no yūkō-tekina kyōsō no tame no jikan o tsukuru koto ga dekiru koto o hontōni nozonde imasu.
(I don’t know a speck of Japanese, I’m just using google translate and if you find some thing wrong with the translation blame google, not me)
(Kaylan Fox. I wanted to invite Kagami for dinner and we even promised for a dual. I really hope Kagami can make time for our friendly competition.)
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Tokuni arimasen. Shikashi, yori budō ni katamuite imasu.
(Not particularly. But more inclined towards martial arts. )
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Mochiron chigaimasu. Watashinohaha wa seishinkai de, keganin ga inai koto o kakunin dekimasu.
(Of course not. My mother is psychiatrist and can make sure no one is injured.)
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Mattaku chigaimasu, mama. Watashi wa machigainaku jibun no kachi o shōmei suru jikan o tsukuru koto ga dekimasu.
(Not at all, mam. I can definitely make time to prove my worth.)
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Arigato, Tomoe-san.
The call ended and Kaylan turned to her own phone.
Sorry for the wait but yeah all of them are coming.
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Just dinner. Sleep over have to wait. Boundaries mama. Respect the boundaries.
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Sure. Take care and don’t stress. The last thing I want for you is to become an akuma.
She turned to the trio, taking in their various level of surprise.
What?
You managed to persuade Tomoe-san/my mother?
Both girls spoke at the same time but Kaylan still under stood.
It wasn’t that hard. When I said I would come and prove my worth as her daughter’s friend and the mention of our competition, she was very much persuaded. By the way I got her number and she invited me for another match at your place. Hope you don’t mind.
Kagami shook her head. The small twitch of her lips didn’t go unnoticed. True Tomoe-san is rather strict with her daughter but when it comes to good influence and worthy friends she lets her daughter keep the company.
It’s good to have someone who can speak Japanese. They’re just learning.
Kagami gestured at the other two.
I speak a lot of languages. English isn’t my first one. We move a lot. So learning language is rather compulsory to make sure I don’t get ‘tricked’.
(language barrier can be a reason why tourists get scammed.)
She air quote tricked.
Japanese was my third language, right before English. First it was Chinese because I was in Beijing at that time then it was Hindi because a few of my mother’s family member were in India and I learnt it while we had contact with them and I took French when we were in America. So yeah!
She shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal, but turned her gaze towards Kagami, looking at her expectedly. The said girl smiled and started counting.
I speak Japanese, French, English, Chinese and I’m learning Mandarin.
I speak French, Chinese, I’m learning Mandarin and uncle Jagged and penny are teaching me English. Kagami is teaching me Japanese that’s for now.
French, English, learning Japanese. If you count me swearing like my mother then the sailor language
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Now that’s a language we have to be wary of.
The amused chuckle that left her lips initiated the laughter session before they started to get to know each other before they return to school.
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The classes after lunch were quick to pass with a few glare here and there but no ne dare to openly antagonize the young designer. Especially now that Lila wasn’t there to fan the flames.
Seems like the morning humiliation was more than enough to keep her down.
Kaylan mused before listening to the teacher.
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Okay she was wrong! Like really, really wrong!
So let’s backup.
The day without Lila was rather peaceful. I mean if there is no liar to fan the flames then there is no new rumor and no one glaring at them or rather at Marinette. Well the morning humiliation was something.
Marinette sighed and relaxed when the last bell rang, with no Lila and fake friends around she had so much time.
Marinette! How could you?!
Aaaaaand there goes the peaceful day she hoped. She must be really tired or angry because she scowled openly at her former best friend.
What did I do this time Cesaire? Lila isn’t even in the class. What did I do to her this time?
She isn’t here in the class that’s why you sent her nasty texts! She sent me the screen shots of all nasty things you have said!
And yet she still doesn’t wants to file a cyber-bulling complaint.
Ah! Maybe that’s why she talked back. Kaylan stood right behind her, putting her chin on Marinette’s shoulder smiling coldly at the class in front of them. They looked rather intimate.
Tension rose to the roof and the temperature dropped several degrees making several of them shiver. Alya gritted her teeth shoving the fear at the back of her mind.
Well maybe because Lila is too nice for her own good and didn’t want Marinette to get in trouble.
And yet, you the ever so poetic justice, still want to trouble Marinette.
The bluenette giggled before covering it up with a cough. Kaylan had so many comebacks that she could never get tired of listening to them.
Many of their classmates shuffled nervously. Sure Lila had said a lot of times that she didn’t want Marinette too be trouble but Marinette needs to know what it was like to be bullied. Before any of them could say anything, Kaylan lightly pushed Marinette towards the door.
Before they can make their way out, Kaylan said.
Oh and Cesaire! Be a bigger person and a good example. I’m sure Marinette can be nice if you show her how to be a good example.
They left the school halls before any of them could comprehend.
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Take Two: The Guardian in Gotham Chapter 3
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Bruce sat at the head of the long oak dining table and waited for his children to make their way into the room for dinner. They came in as a staggered group; Jason arguing about some novel with Dick while Tim and Damian brought up the back as they discussed their patrol routes for the night. After Alfred and Damian helped serve the food, Bruce cleared his throat pointedly and waited for everyone to pay attention.
Once everyone had looked up from their discussions he spoke. “Alfred has a friend named Gina; and she had called this evening to see if her granddaughter could stay with us. She lives in Paris; but her classmates were bullying her and her parents thought a change of scenery would do her some good. I have agreed to let her stay with us in the Manor.” Even before he had finished speaking the table erupted with different questions from his children.
“Bruce are you sure this is wise?” Tim questioned over Dick’s ecstatic squealing (“I’ve always wanted a little sister!!!”), and Jason’s grumbling (“Shut the fuck up Dickhead. I don’t know why the fuck B is bringing someone into this house to live with this dysfunctional family.”). Ignoring his siblings; he pressed on “I mean, how are we going to hide Batman and the vigilante stuff from her?” As Bruce paused to answer Damian stood up and scowled. “Tt. This is a moronic decision. Inform me of when this girl is to arrive and inform her to stay out of my way.” He lifted his chin and crossed his arms before marching out of the room.
After Damian’s outburst, Jason looked over from where he was arguing with Dick and added his input “Timbo’s right, B. How are we going to hide that from her?”
“We’ll have to make sure at least two of you remain in the manor each night so that she doesn’t get too suspicious.” He answered. “Now, the only reason I agreed to letting her stay here was namely for Alfred, and also because of what her classmates did to her”
“What do you mean, Bruce?” Dick questioned. “Did they like assault her or something?”
“Or something” He responded grimly before sending the photo to all three of them.
As they looked at the photo, he observed their reactions to the image. Dick was not smiling for once, and his sunny blue eyes had darkened to an icy frost. His whole body was tense; and his jaw was so clenched his teeth were grinding together. Jason was standing up with two guns locked and loaded in his hands. He had also managed to procure a knife from somewhere, which appeared as he leant forward and asked “What were the names of the people who did this again?” in a completely lethal tone. Tim, already hacking away at his computer responded “Not there yet, but from what I can find out, she goes to College Francois DuPont and she’s fifteen.” He briefly looked up and made eye contact with Bruce before asking “How fast do you think we can get our lawyers onto those kids B?” At the declarations of his children, Bruce closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers. “We can not file any lawsuits yet, not without Marinette’s permission.” He answered, sighing tiredly. “Marinette?” Dick questioned. “Marinette Dupain-Cheng,” Tim responded instantly. “That’s her name.”
“She will be coming on Monday, and Alfred will be picking her up from the airport. She is also going to attend GA, so someone please tell Damian.” Bruce said as he stood from the table. “Now hurry up, we have patrol tonight, and there have been rumors about a drug ring near Crime Alley.”
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After coming back from the hospital and having a sleepover Thursday night, Chloé and Adrien were completely sleep-deprived as they trudged into school the next morning. Settling into her usual seat beside Sabrina, Chloé silently thanked all the Kwami that she didn’t have to sit next to Lila. Halfway though class, Mrs. Bustier suddenly frowned and looked at the back row. “Does anyone know where Marinette is? She still hasn’t arrived yet!”
“Probably still sleeping at home! She’ll come in completely late as usual!” Alya cackled. At her words, Chloé felt her entire body heat up with righteous indignity. She opened her mouth to tell that wannabe tabloid reporter to get her facts straight, but then Adrien caught her eye and shook his head. He then pointed at his phone, and mimed unlocking it before pointing to her. Catching the hint, she checked her messages to see that Marinette had sent them a text.
FashionableBug: Mari said to tell Chloé and Adrien not to do anything to Lila or anyone else that starts making stuff up. (From Luka btw)
You’reUnderAgreste: Me-ouch, My Lady. I would never!
QueenofMean: shut it with the puns, Noir. Maribug, I will only listen to you because you’re injured and I’m not going to go against your wishes.
Putting her phone away, Chloé resigned herself to a miserable school day.
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After school, she walked into Marinette’s room and flopped dramatically onto the chaise, before letting out a long groan.
“That bad?” Mari chuckled as she scribbled sketched one-handedly in her design notebook.
“You have no idea.” Chloé responded.
Their conversation continued into mundane things, such as everyone’s patrol routes, and various theories on who Hawkmoth was. Totally normal topics for teenagers. As the day drew to a close, they made plans for everyone to come over to start packing the next day before Chloé left the bakery and headed home.
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Come Saturday, Marinette, Chloé and Luka spent the morning playing board games one handed “to level the playing field” as Luka put it and eating lots of cookies and pastries-provided by Marinette’s parents of course. Adrien and Kagami were attending their various classes until afternoon, so the remaining three spent their time relaxing, and coming up with a list of things to pack for Mari’s stay in Gotham. Two o’ clock rolled around, and the bells over the bakery jingled to announce the arrival of the final members of the packing committee.
Any plans to begin their assignment of somehow fitting all Marinette’s fabrics into the suitcase were cut short by an Akuma.
They all transformed, even though Kagami and Luka has been extremely reluctant to let Mari go even though the suit temporarily healed her injuries. Climbing through her roof hatch, they set out across the rooftops to defeat their latest villain.
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Five hours later, the teen heroes dropped into her room, and detransformed in various flashes of multicolored lights. They collapsed onto the bed and chairs and silently agreed to just sleep , and get the packing done the next day.
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All of Sunday was spent throwing various clothes and accessories into Mari’s pink and black suitcase. There were several sweaters and hoodies (added by Chloé), as well as several leggings and many thick pajama pants (Sabine).
Adrien (with the help of Tom) had somehow managed to pack over ten different pun-covered t-shirts, and by the time they were discovered, they had been buried under piles upon piles of fluffy socks from Kagami. Luka also threw in some scarves before Marinette added some toiletries, her sewing kit, and her computer.
Picking up the backpack she had decided to use as a carry-on, Marinette rifled through it to make sure she had everything in there as well.
Spare change of clothes in case she loses her suitcase? Check. Phone, headphones, and charger? Check. Sketchbook and pencils? Check. Disguised Miracle Box? Check.
She turned to her family (Not her teammates, not her friends, but her family.) and smiled. It was small, and bittersweet, but it was a smile. “Alright guys, I guess I’m all set.” She said, before joining them all in a group hug. They offered her soft, tearful smiles before Tom carried her big suitcase down the stairs.
That night, Marinette fell asleep surrounded by all the people she loved, and she couldn’t have been happier.
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The next day, her Papa carried her downstairs and placed her into her wheelchair (since she had a broken foot, and couldn’t use her leg, they had given her a wheelchair) before wheeling her outside and placing her into the car waiting by the street.
Her friends were all inside, and she gripped Adrien’s hand tightly as they drove to the airport.
As she stood to board the plane, she turned back to catch one last glimpse of them all. Chloé was leaning into Kagami’s side who was holding her girlfriend’s hand tightly. Adrien was waving wildly, and Luka and her parents all raised one hand in farewell. Her Maman and Papa has some red rimming their eyes, but they smiled at her as she was wheeled into the plane. Next stop: Gotham, New Jersey.
Since her flight left Paris at 10 AM, she was set to arrive in Gotham at around 12 PM/noon. With that in mind, she decided to stay awake for the entire flight so that her body could adjust better.
As they crossed the Atlantic, Marinette, sitting in first class thanks to Chloé and Adrien’s combined nagging; popped her earbuds in, and began to sketch.
She stared out the window as she touched down, shocked by all the dog and darkness in the city. As she collected her bags, and wheeled her way outside to look for her host family, she couldn’t help but notice how everyone in this city was much more on edge than most normal people. ‘They act as though they are expecting an attack at any second of the day.’ She mused to herself. Her train of thought was cut off by the sight of an elderly man with a powerful aura standing next to a limo with a sign saying “Marinette Dupain-Cheng”. She wheeled her way over to him and smiled brightly. “Salut! My name is Marinette! What is yours, Monsieur!” She questioned, holding out her hand for a handshake.
“It’s lovely to meet you Miss Marinette, my name is Alfred Pennyworth.” Alfred responded, smiling gently down at her. “Now let’s get you and your bags in the car, shall we?” He reaches out to shake her hand, and the moment their fingers touched her vision was filled with dark blue and red. She laughed and smiled up at him. “It is an honor to meet you, noble Peacock.” She greeted him in the Guardian language, honoring his position as a True Holder. “And it is an honor to meet you as well, Ladybug.” He answered. She grinned and allowed him to help her into the back of the limo before he climbed into the driver's seat and they sped off to Wayne Manor.
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When he saw the young girl, Alfred was shocked to say the least. She was roughly 5’ 4” (162.5 cm), and was very petite. Her stature, combined with her wheelchair, wrist brace, and the cast on her leg, all strengthened his resolve to protect the young girl from any further harm. That was only intensified when their auras recognized each other. How could anyone place the responsibility of upholding balance on such a young child?
As he drove to the Manor, she informed him that the Cat, Bee, Dragon and Snake were active on her team. Before he could ask her what the threat they were battling was, they had arrived at the Manor, and she had immediately tensed and gone silent.
Deciding that it was better to ask more questions later, he got out of the car to retrieve her bags and chair. Master Bruce and three of his children except for Master Damian were waiting in front of the doors to the Manor, and they all waited patiently for her as she exited the car.
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Marinette was nervous. Sure, taking to Monsieur Alfred was really fun, and she couldn’t wait to tell him more about Paris, but now she was meeting her actual host family! What if they didn’t like her? What if they decided to send her back?! Then what would she do?? A small cough interrupted her downward spiral, and she looked up from her lap to see Monsieur Alfred waiting in front of the open door with her wheelchair. Grabbing her backpack, she awkwardly maneuvered herself into the chair and allowed herself to be wheeled out in front so she could meet Monsieur Bruce Wayne.
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Note: Alfred doesn’t know that Marinette is the Guardian. He just knows she’s a Ladybug holder.
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Been reading a lot of salt. So here’s some I wanted to see in a fic.
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~Ladybug’s Finale~
Marinette counted to 10, for the fourth time today.
“It’s a chronic thing girl, it would be best to just keep the seating this way anyways!” Alya explained as the seating was arranged so that she sat in the back row. Again.
Without her knowledge or permission.
Again.
Lila smiled sweetly, sat closely to Adrien who looked mildly uncomfortable as he shot his classmate an apologetic look. Marinette wasn’t even jealous as much as she was annoyed that the class has decided to protect and cater to Lila without resistance or question. Lila explained her hearing problem had flared up again, but this time Marinette only remained silent.
Nothing had exactly been the same since the class first turned on her. The heroine knew she had to treat Lila like a constant akuma, patiently observing for the right time to strike. It also helped to smother the hurt she felt from her best friend abandoning her at lunch, and their after school plans, and their paired project.
Marinette decided to pour herself into her job instead.
Down came the shrine to Adrien and his modeling, instead she would dedicate her spare time to finding Hawkmoth and ending his terrorizing once and for all.
The class went to the movies and held a group picnic, without any invitation or notice to the class president. Alya claimed that Lila (who was in charge of invitations) simply texted the wrong number. Lila’s curled smile told a different story. Marinette blew a breath, rolled her eyes, and assured Alya she was fine, she was able to not only catch up on her schoolwork, but complete her work for the rest of the semester.
Marinette won the two design contests she had entered a month later. None of her friends could attend the first award ceremony, as Lila had just broken up with her secret American singer boyfriend, and she needed their support. Marinette didn’t mention her second award. Or any she won afterwards.
Alya began to post Lila’s ‘encounters’ with Ladybug and stories to the Ladyblog as prime sources of information. She couldn’t figure out why Ladybug wouldn’t stop for an interview anymore.
Chat Noir rarely saw his Lady anymore, since she patrolled frequently while he was attending his extra circulars and modeling. Even after an akuma, she would give him a sad smile, a weak fist bump, and flee before she detransformed. The akumas were defeated with ease now, as Ladybug had surprised Chat with not only new moves, but new weapons as well. Marinette had been attending extra training with Master Fu and earned new powers after all.
Her cork board was covered in red string, sighting of Hawkmoth, crossed out suspects and more. Marinette was frustrated, but getting closer with each day.
“Marinette why don’t you take a break? See if Alya wants to come over or maybe hang out in the park to watch Adrien’s shoot!” Tikki suggested, trying to cover her worry with a bouncy attitude.
“Alya hasn’t texted me in months Tikki, let alone ask to hang out.” Marinette mumbled, still deep in thought as she examined her board.
Tikki faltered, but refused to give up.
“Why don’t you patrol with Chat for a change! You both haven’t really connected in a while.”
“It’s better that way. He’s flirting with me less and less and we’re both more focused on Akumas.”
“But Marinett-“
“What, Tikki?!” Marinette whipped around to face her kwami. Her eyes were glossy, angry and hurt.
“Nobody likes me! They don’t want anything to do with me! I may as well be the same as I was before Ladybug.” Marinette didn’t cry, but pulled a pained smile instead. “They don’t check up on me. They don’t care.”
The goddess of creation was at a loss for words. She looked warily for an akuma, but nothing appeared. Marinette took a deep breath, and felt the tips of her fingers go cold again. Her chest ached, but it was duller now.
“No akuma, you don’t have to worry.” Marinette half heartedly closed her investigation board, grabbing a black sweater on her way out the door. “We’re late to meet Master Fu.”
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“You’ve unlocked the staff I see.” Fu noted, as Marinette began basic forms. “The last Ladybug to unlock that was considered very strong. And unforgiving.”
Marinette only hummed in response. She liked the staff, it reminded her of her brief moment as Lady Noire. Chat and her had so much fun that day.
“Master?” She strutted forward, bow extended. “Why don’t you train Chat like you train me?”
Master Fu was silent for a moment, Wayzz watching warily.
“That boy has enough on his plate without extra training added.”
Marinette wanted to protest that she was busy as well, but remembered her new free time.
“Besides, since I lost the Butterfly and Peacock miraculous when the Temple was destroyed, I decided it be better to only let you see where the miracle box is truly hidden.”
The staff stilled. Tikki looked at her chosen with piqued interest.
“Marinette?” The kwami tried.
“You lost the miraculouses with the temple.” Marinette parroted.
Master Fu tilted his head. “Yes.”
“Master, where did you lose the Miraculous book?”
“I lost everything that day, when the temple-“ Master Fu froze, looking at Marinette with wide eyes. She hadn’t dropped her bow yet.
“Fu, you geezer.” He chastied himself, “Marinette the book! Whoever had the book-“
Marinette dropped the bow, a loud vebrato echoinf around the room. She looked to Tikki with an unreadable expression.
“Looks like my chances with Adrien really are ruined.”
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“Marinette wait- we still don’t know the full story!” Tikki yelled, from inside Marinette’s bag. But the blunette was already racing home, feet literally pounding the pavement.
How didn’t she see it before? She had crossed out most of the Agreste household, but if she could make is so that Ladybug and Marinette were in the same place, couldn’t they do so as well? Adrien isn’t Hawkmoth, she knew that much. Whichever side he took on Lila’s lies didn’t make him a villain, if he decided not to interfere or shake the boat, those are his own issues to work out.
Gabriel Agreste. The elusive, fashion designer. With an assistant that knows his every move in and out of a potential suit, his very own Mayura. He had the resources to go to Tibet, he had the book in his possesion, and if he himself wasn’t hawkmoth, he at least knew more about the villain than he let on.
“Tikki, spots on!” Marinette hissed, suddenly taking a sharp turn into an alley. A new fire was burning under the heroine. She would need Chat to take down Hawkmoth, she may need all the heroes. Tikki wrapped around her, without any flashes or spectacular poses.
Ladybug immediately took to the roofs. A call to Chat should be able to at least transfer to his kwami, even untransformed. She admits she hasn’t been as close to Chat lately, with everything around her she doesn’t feel like getting close. The people she believed were her close friends were quick to turn around and leave her behind. The boy she loved wasn’t what she built him up to be, this was her own fault, she knew that.
But Chat, he was the partner Fu chose, he took things less seriously than he should, and Marinette believed it was because she had let him for too long. She liked the banter they had back and forth, liked being able to talk to someone without worrying about what they thought about Marinette. She was a spaz, she was late, she was disorganized, and she was cowardly. But that was different now, she had to grow up. So she did.
Now wasn’t the time for anymore games.
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“Kid, Ladybug is trying to contact you.”
Plagg was resting on Adrien’s pillow as his chose sat at the desk, practicing his Mandarin. Plagg has been around for eons, and knew every language there is to know, even the dead ones. He had lived through them after all. The kwami was correcting Adrien on his pronounciation.
His chosen jumped up, eyes wide.
“She is?”
“Wait- don’t get too excited it might be-”, Plagg couldn’t finish, suddenly transforming Adrien in a rush. Damn it, he hated when his kittens didn’t let him speak.
Chat Noir on the other hand, was estatic.
“I should get her flowers, we haven’t had any time to hang out. She hasn’t been looking like herself lately.”
It was true, Ladybug had gotten a few upgrades on her suit, but even Chat had noticed how much black had bled into the classic polka dot design. He wasn’t too worried, he himself was covered in the color. But the black was now covering her legs to her thigh, her chest and upper back was now covered in a thin but incredibly strong black armored plate. She had a hood now too, entirely red that she kept loose for the most part, but he had seen up and around her face during nightly patrols. Lastly, she now had a belt, to hold her yoyo and what he guessed a bag full of special transformations for her kwami.
The change was gradual, new things here and there, but startling all the same.
Chat decided to skip the flowers. As much as he loved Ladybug, he knew lately she wasn’t responding to his advances. There was a part of him that wanted to be bitter and try harder, but after weeks of having Lila forcibly hanging on his arm, he could guess why Ladybug wanted the space. He was still dealing with taking the distance as a place to let them both breathe, and not as a form of rejection.
He arrived to his Lady’s location, and noticed her hood was up. He suddenly felt uneasy. The sun was only setting, so why have it up now?
“Hey there Bug-“ he wanted so badly to finish it with ‘-aboo’, but pushed it back.
She turned around to face him, and he saw a new change. Her mask had turned into a visor, the black dots still in place, and bending around her nose like glasses. It looked more efficient at protecting her eyes than the last mask. Also, her hair was loose. It was tucked into her hood, with small pieces framing her face and resting on her shoulders.
She wasn’t smiling, but looked worried.
“Ladybug?” Chat felt uneasy with the look on her face.
Ladybug steeled herself, “I think I know who Hawkmoth is and we need a plan.”
Chat looked alarmed.
“You figured it out? What are we waiting for!”
“Wait Chat,” Ladybug placed an hand on his shoulder, “we could need the other miraculous holders. And we need to look more into the suspect. I might have a way in with my civilian identity but we need to do this carefully.”
Chat faltered. His lady would never risk her personal identity, he’s mentioned before she has too many loved ones to protect. Has that somehow changed?
“Can you at least tell me who it is?”
Ladybug looked at Chat carefully, and sighed.
“The guardian and I were talking when I realized it.” Chat tried not to let her regular meetings with Fu sting, “Master Fu lost the peacock and butterfly miraculous back at the temple in tibet. He also lost several artifacts from his temple, and the book of miraculous.”
Chat could feel breath begin to come out shallow, heart racing in his chest.
“So whoever found the book, must have found the miraculous.” He finished. “Gabriel Agreste is Hawkmoth.”
“Or Gabriel Agreste somehow got the book from Hawkmoth.” Ladybug wasn’t sure about that theory, but she couldn’t accuse him without better proof again.
Chat Noir disagreed. He found the book with a few belongings of his mother, and a map of Tibet. His father was never the same after his mom disappeared. A thought occured to him.
His eyes widened, “Mayura-“
“Might be Gabriel’s assistant Nathalie Sancouer, yes.” Ladybug didn’t appear angry or determined to track these two down. Instead it looked like it pained her to realize the truth. Perhaps she was mimicking Chat’s own emotions.
Chat looked at his Lady. Obviously she had been going through a few things. Bad things. And if she was willing to risk her identity when unknowning there was a better candidate for undercover work beside her, Chat knew she could trust her with his identity. He always knew that.
“Ladybug, I know it’s important to keep our identites a secret, and I’m not sure how you would even try to investigate out of the suit, but you have to know something first.” Chat took a step back.
“What are you-“
“You don’t have to reveal yourself to me. I know how important your own identity is to you. But there’s an easier way to get to Agreste.” He took a deep breath. “We have to use Adrien.”
Ladybug’s face shifted to disbelief, then to anger.
“We won’t put a civilian in danger! And he didn’t handle the Snake miraculous well, we would be sending him in without any protection!” She barked.
Chat smiled humorlessly.
“I think he can handle himself.” He was risking everything. But with everything his father might have done, it was his job to make it right. “Claws in.”
He heard his partner shriek, and quickly cover her eyes.
“Chat now is not the time! What makes you think your civilian identity can get closer to Adrien or Gabriel than mine?”
“Because I live under the same roof.” Adrien thought for a moment. “And I’m not Gorilla- in case you had any doubts.”
Ladybug’s mouth dropped, hand trembling over her eyes. She didn’t want to look.
“Adrien?” She asked shakily, still unable to remove her palm. She felt long fingers carefully wrap around her own, and gently pry her hand away.
Adrien Agreste stood on a roof in pajama pants and a hoodie, hair messed up from the wind, and a sheepish smile on his face.
“Hey LB.”
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Meet me inside
Inspired by an ask sent to @lenoreofraven
Meet me inside
“It’s not like any of you were good, unlike moi,” Bragged Chloe, making Marinette’s temper rise, “Lame-bug just couldn’t have more that two pathetic heroes on her team.”
“And yet, they still kicked your ass.” Said Kim, leaning back in his chair, “Besides, I’d rather be removed from the roster than help Hawkmoth.”
“Chloe, literally all the times you were called up,” Started Lila, making Marinette panic over who to root for, “the villain’s kept getting away.”
Marinette, reluctantly, rooted for Lila.
“Guy, we gathered to discuss the event schedule.” Said Alya, getting a sigh from Marinette.
“Well, as Queen Bee-” Marinette’s mouth acted without her permission, “Chloe, you’re not Queen Bee any more, and judging by what’s in the paper, your dad’s not going to be mayor for much longer.”
“Like I need to listen to you, Dupain.” Sneered Chloe, making Marinette see red.
“Alright, that’s it,” Snapped Marinette, jumping to her feet, “I’ve tried to be the bigger person, convincing myself that you’re only acting out because your parents don’t bother remember your birthday or your name, hell, I’ve even tried feeling sorry for you, simply, simply, for the fact your mother can’t seem to stand your presence. But that doesn’t excuse any of the racist, homophobic, pathetic jabs that you keep making to everyone, do you honestly know why we threw you that party? Because we all thought ‘hey, Chloe’s trying to turn over a new leaf, change her ways’, but nope, you kept verbally harassing everyone within visual or even, auditory range of you, because of your self-centred, narcissistic belief that you’re better than everyone around you. Chloe, if we could, we would put you on a plane to New York ourselves, because we’re sick, tired and just generally fed up with seeing, no scratch that, hearing about you. One of my biggest, biggest, hopes is that as soon as your dad’s out of office, you get dragged through the courts, for every. Little. Pathetic. Thing you did and see how long it is before you’re given a severe reality check.”
Marinette’s chest was heaving when she finished, unaware of the crowd that had gathered. Adrien and Kagami watched as Marinette slowly calmed down.
“As if I’d listen to a mongrel chink.” Sneered Chloe, making Marinette see red again.
With a scream, Marinette swung her fist out, punching Chloe in the eye with enough force to send the blonde over the table she’d been standing in front of and into the wall. Chloe held her eye as she scrambled to her feet.
“You, you’ll be sorry for that!” Cried Chloe, scrambling away from Marinette, “My daddy will have you put away for it.”
“You mean the same, thumb-looking cunt that had to pay off my parents after you tried to fucking kill everyone on a fucking train?” Snarled Marinette, just as someone put their hand on her shoulder.
Without thinking, Marinette swung out, only to find herself on the floor with Ms. Bustier kneeling on her back.
“Marinette. Calm. Down.” Said Ms. Bustier, forcefully, “Chloe, go to the Principle’s Office. Now.”
Chloe looked ready to protest, but the cold glare coming from her teacher was enough to make her go with Ms. Menedeleieve. After Chloe was far enough away, that Ms. Bustier was certain Marinette wouldn’t be able to follow after her, Ms. Bustier stood up, before pulling Marinette to her feet.
“Come with me.” Said Ms. Bustier, her tone leaving no room for argument. Marinette hung her head and followed the teacher, both disappearing into a classroom.
“Do you think Chloe will be punished?” Whispered Alix, after the door closed.
“How far did Chloe skid after rolling over the table?” Asked Kim, looking at the small amount of blood from when Chloe hit her head.
“Five, maybe six feet.” Said Nino, mentally calculating the distance, “We’re all gonna say self-defence, right?”
“More or less.”
“Yeah.”
“Sure.”
Adrien frowned, before stepping forwards, “What did Marinette mean ‘pay off her parents’?”
Nino stiffened, “Oh, shit, you don’t know.”
“Know what?” Asked Adrien, looking around.
“Marinette and her parent were on that train Chloe almost crashed.” Said Alya, making Adrien blanch, “Marinette was pissed that Chloe just got a slap on the wrist, but the money did pay for the op, so it was kind of a win.”
“Op?” Asked Adrien, getting a wince from Nino.
“You know how Marinette wasn’t in class a few months back?” Asked Nino, getting a nod from Adrien, “She, er, found she had a condition that required surgery.”
“What was it?” Asked Adrien, making everyone avoid eye contact.
“It’s more Marinette’s place to say.” Said Nino, not moving on the matter, “You’ll have to ask her.”
Eventually, a staff member told everyone to go to class, something everyone did willingly, for once.
The class found Marinette scowling in her seat and glaring at the tabletop, as she attacked it with a pair of scissors.
“Girl, what happened?” Asked Alya, as she sat down.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Said Marinette, glaring at the hole she’d made with the scissors.
Alya grimaced as Marinette’s tone, knowing she wouldn’t get anywhere.
MMI
Alya looked around the main hall, the entire school had been called for an unscheduled assembly, with Marinette being taken aside as soon as she entered the hall. All chatter died down when Mr. Damocles cleared his throat. The students could see the mayor, looking smug about something, and Marinette’s parents, with Marinette looking enraged at something.
“Yesterday a student assaulted another student,” Said Damocles, as Chloe smirked, “Normally, the student would be expelled, however, the entirety of the school staff threatened to resign if that actually happened.”
People looked at the Mayor, already seeing his hand in things.
“So, it has been decided that a public apology will be issued.” Said Damocles, ushering Marinette forward.
“I’m not going to apologise.” Said Marinette, making the Principle angry.
“Why?” Demanded Damocles, looking down at Marinette.
“My parents brought me up not to lie.” Said Marinette, getting some laughs from the other students.
“Daddy, make her apologise.” Demanded Chloe, making everyone grimace.
“Young lady,” Started the mayor, “It wouldn’t be good for your family’s image if you don’t apologise.”
“Meaning?” Demanded Marinette, folding her arms across her chest.
“If certain aspect about their food practices came to light-”
“What’s that supposed to mean?!” Snarled Mrs. Cheng, glaring at the mayor, “If you raised your daughter to believe that racial slurs are acceptable, then clearly my daughter isn’t at fault.”
“I don’t need a… woman telling me how to raise my daughter.” Sneered the Mayor, making Mrs. Cheng bristle.
“Daddy, I don’t see any reason to bargain with mongrels.” Said Chloe, making everyone gasp.
“You said our image would be bad, clearly you don’t have a mirror.” Snapped Mrs. Cheng, glaring at the Mayor and his daughter.
“That isn’t the issue here!” Yelled the Mayor, while Chloe continued to whine.
“You know what, I’ll apologise,” Said Marinette, suddenly, with the Mayor looking smug, “Chloe, I’m sorry I punched you in the eye,” Everyone realised that Marinette was building up to something, “I should’ve punched you in the mouth, that would have at least shut you up.”
The resulting laughter was deafening, as both Chloe and her father went red with rage. The mayor reached out and grabbed Marinette’s upper arm. A split second later, he was on the ground with his hands cradling his groin.
“Am I dismissed?” Asked Marinette, not caring if she was or not.
The Principle looked around, before nodding. Marinette hopped off the stage and walked outside, ignoring Chloe’s screams about getting the police involved.
MMI
Adrien found Marinette sitting on the roof, idly swinging her legs as she sat on the edge of the roof.
“Are, are you busy?” Asked Adrien, making Marinette jump and drop her phone.
“Shit,” Cursed Marinette, watching as her phone fell and landed in a bush, “no, I’m not busy.”
“Nino said something about you having an operation a few months back.” Said Adrien, making Marinette look at him.
“Operation? I’ve never had an operation.” Said Marinette, frowning at Adrien.
“The hush money?” Said Adrien, making Marinette realise what he was talking about.
“My mother had the operation,” Said Marinette, looking up at the sky, “she had liver disease, I donated some of mine so hers could start working again.”
“Oh.” Said Adrien, before looking at Marinette again, “Why didn’t you say you were on the train that Chloe tried to crash?”
“Because you seemed so upset that she was leaving and, frankly, my stupid crush on you made me want to make sure you were happy.” Said Marinette, before realising what she just said.
“Wait, you had a crush on me?” Asked Adrien, his face turning red.
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How do you think the episode Ladybug would have played out if Felix was there?
Well, if Felix were there, it could go any number of ways…
(Test Answers)
Bustier: Marinette, you have been accused of stealing the test answers and hiding them in your bag.
Felix: Why are you saying this out loud for all of us to hear? Isn’t that a breach of privacy?
Bustier: Well…
Felix: And why would she even keep the answers in her bag the day after the test if she did steal them?
Bustier: That’s…actually a good point.
Felix: Marinette, did you leave your bag unattended at any time since taking the test?
Marinette: Well, yes. There are plenty of points where we leave our bags in the classroom. Or our lockers.
Felix: Good lord, it’s probably been free game to anyone then. Don’t open it until we can have someone inspect it first.
Bustier: Isn’t that a bit extreme?
Felix: Isn’t accusing someone who has no history of cheating or theft of test answers in front of an entire class without actual evidence or any real investigation extreme?
Bustier: …Touche.
Lila: …Dammit.
(“Anonymous Source”)
Bustier: An “anonymous source” said that Marinette stole the test answers. So Marinette and Lila, go to the Principal’s Office.
Felix: Wait—that means the person making the claim was Rossi.
Bustier: Well, I didn’t SAY it was Lila.
Felix: It’s pretty obvious it was. Which means she’s lying and probably set this up.
Lila: That hurts my feelings! *Sob* *Sob*
Bustier: Felix, would Lila really do a thing like that?
Felix: You mean the same girl previously lied to one classmate to guilt another classmate into allowing her unauthorized entry into his home where she lied to his caretakers, infringed on his personal space, and used the opportunity to send out an inappropriate picture he never consented to of a kiss he also never consented to? Yes. Yes, I’m pretty sure she would.
All: …
Nino: Hey wait! I thought you said you weren’t into Adrien like that? What gives?
All: (Turn on Lila)
Lila: …Dammit.
(Stairs)
Felix: (Arrives at school late, grumbling under his breath) Stupid traffic. (Looks up to see Lila come to bottom of stairs)
Lila: (Calmly lays on ground and suddenly cries out in pain) Ow! Ow! Marinette, how could you push me down the stairs?
Felix: The hell?
Principal Damocles: (Angry, at Marinette) To my office!
Felix: Hang on a second! That’s not what just happened!
Lila: (Realizes Felix was there and just saw the whole thing) …Dammit.
(Stairs Part 2)
Lila: *Sob* *Sob*
Felix: You don’t look that injured.
Lila: *Sob* *Sob* But I am! It hurts sooooo much!
Felix: Then clearly you ned an ambulance. I’ll call one for you.
Lila: (Nervous now) T-that’s not necessary!
Felix: I’ve called an ambulance. And your mother.
Lila: …Dammit.
(Stairs Part 3)
Lila: She pushed me down a flight of stairs!
“Responsible Adults”: Marinette! How could you! Don’t you know how badly that could injure her?
Marinette: But—but I didn’t!
“Responsible Adults”: (Give Lila a bandage)
Felix: Wait—she just said she fell down a flight of stairs and the most you’re doing is giving her a bandage? This isn’t an anime! Why aren’t you taking her to a hospital?
Lila: You don’t need to go THAT far.
Felix: That’s probably a concussion talking.
Lila: It isn’t! Really!
Felix: What kind of responsible authority figures are you people, anyway? A bandage? Are any of you even medically trained?
Principal Damocles: Young man, can you imagine what that would sound like to the public?
Felix: Yes. It sounds like a lawsuit for not getting proper medical assistance for a student in your care.
Principal Damocles: Point taken. I’ll call a hospital to get her checked out before we continue with this investigation.
Lila: But—!
Bustier: I’ll contact her mother to let her know what’s going on!
Lila: …Dammit.
(Necklace)
Lila: That’s my family heirloom! Marinette stole it!
Felix: This thing? An heirloom?
Lila: Yes! It has been passed down through my family for generations!
Felix: Even though it’s clearly from the Gabriel brand?
Lila: …It was his ancestor’s creation!
Felix: And part of a line I am quite sure was only recently released within the last two years?
Lila: He was inspired by it!
Felix: And has “made in China” written on the back?
Lila: …Dammit.
(Necklace Part 2)
Lila: See? Marinette stole my necklace and hid it in her locker!
Felix: Are we sure Marinette did that though?
Principal Damocles: Well, it IS in her locker.
Felix: A locker that has no lock and literally anyone can get into.
Principal Damocles: (Blinks) Do…ANY of these lockers have locks on them?
Bustier: Well, it’s not like anyone has ever gone into someone else’s locker without permission for anything unscrupulous before.
Marinette: Um…actually, that’s how Chloe vandalized my gift to you on your birthday.
Sabine: WHAT?!
Felix: So it’s fully possible that anyone could have just chucked the thing into her locker to frame her.
Lila: But who would want to do that?
All: (Stare at Lila)
Lila: …Dammit.
(Scarlet Moth 2.0)
Felix: So are we just going to ignore the fact that a super villain attempted to recreate a mass akumatization attack just now?
Marinette: Hey, yeah! Why do it now? It had to have required a lot of preparation and planning to pull off. He couldn’t just do it randomly.
Adrien: The last time this happened was during Heroes Day with that fake evil Ladybug!
Felix: And just now happened again conveniently right after Lila started making these allegations against Marinette. It seems rather suspicious that a super villain would know to attack right at this time.
Principal Damocles: That is a good question.
Everyone: (Turns on Lila)
Lila: …Dammit.
(Alya)
Alya: There is only one course of action. (Puts on a hat)
Felix: …Is that a deerskin hat?
Alya: (Posing) Detective Alya is on the case!
Felix: You’re not Sherlock Holmes. But go off, I guess.
Alya: With the help of my assistant, Felix.
Felix: Wait—what?
Alya: Whatever it may take!
Felix: No.
Alya: Whatever the cost may be!
Felix: No.
Alya: I shall restore my best friend’s honor!
Felix: I am not doing this. I refuse.
Alya: Together, we shall protect the innocent!
Felix: I never agreed to this!
Alya: We shall uncover the truth!
Felix: Wouldn’t that make more sense to have Lahiffe help you?
Alya: And find the true culprit!
Felix: It’s Rossi. It is clearly Rossi.
Alya: Whomever it may be!
Felix: You have to be some kind of idiot to not realize Rossi is the one responsible when she very clearly made the implications in the first place.
Alya: With my trusty—if not somewhat annoying assistant at my side, I will prevail!
Felix: Can you just go back to hating me and ignoring my existence please?
Alya: Alya Cesaire! ACE DETECTIVE!
(Long pause)
Felix: …sigh. Dammit.
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Blueberry Peach (Adrien AUGreste) Part 31: My Prince
Start from day one on AO3: Blueberry Peach
Or read the whole series on AO3: Fruitful verse
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"What do you think, son?" Tom asked, straightening the covers on the bed. He stood back and surveyed the room, then added, "I know it's probably a bit smaller than what you're used to, but -"
"It's perfect," Adrien said, a warm glow filling his chest. Tom had called him 'son'. Him.
He looked around at the room, which admittedly was about a third of the size of what he was used to. It was laid out similarly to Marinette's, with a loft bed. A desk had been set underneath the bed for his computer and schoolwork. On the opposite wall was a large bookcase which held all of his books, his games, and his DVDs. Next to that was his television and gaming consoles. Then there was a large window which caught the sun in the early morning. Adrien had already checked - if he stuck his head out the window and twisted to the right, Marinette's balcony was just a hop away.
The closet was only about half full, mostly because Adrien had left a lot of his clothes behind. Amélie had looked like she wanted to spit nails when she realized that almost all of Adrien’s clothing was made by Gabriel. On the one hand, it made sense. On the other hand, it meant Adrien was constantly a walking, talking advertise for his father’s company. Amélie had promised that he could get some new clothing this coming weekend, and Adrien was looking forward to it.
It had only been two weeks since Amélie had given her official permission for Adrien to move in with the Dupain-Chengs. Things had moved very quickly since then. Émilie's second funeral had been held on a quiet Sunday morning. Gabriel, of course, had not been in attendance. Adrien hadn't spoken to his father since the day Hawkmoth had been arrested, and he was perfectly fine with that.
This past weekend had been spent moving all of his things into the Dupain-Cheng’s spare bedroom. For now, the mansion was going to remain empty. Amélie and Félix had returned to London because Félix couldn't stay out of school any longer. But Amélie had promised that they would both come up on the train next weekend, and the weekend after that Adrien and Marinette were going to go to London to stay with them. Adrien was looking forward to that, but of course he had to deal with this week first. He hadn't been back to school since his father's arrest.
In short, the room might have been smaller, and it was a tiny bit crowded because Adrien had way more stuff than he had ever realized he did, but it was the manifestation of Adrien's dreams because it had been prepared for him by people who cared. Not just by an interior designer who was only interested in collecting a considerable paycheck.
"Well, I don't know about that," Tom said, drawing Adien’s attention back to him, but he gave a pleased smile.
'Adrien, we're going to be late for school,' Marinette thought.
"I have to go; we're going to be late," Adrien said out loud.
Tom chuckled. "Marinette remind you? That's a new one. Usually she's running downstairs at the last minute."
The flush of indignation through the bond made Adrien smile. "She heard that."
"The truth hurts," Tom said, a twinkle in his eye as he picked up Adrien's backpack. He passed it to Adrien. "Are you kids coming right home after school?"
"I think we might go get ice cream with our friends," Adrien said, slightly uncertain.
"That's fine," Tom said. "Your curfew is the same as Marinette's."
"Uh... okay?" Adrien said. "I can just... go?"
Tom's smile faded, replaced by a more serious expression. "Adrien, we told you that you didn't have to keep doing all those lessons and being a model unless you wanted to. You said you didn't want to. Did you change your mind?"
Adrien shook his head. "No."
"Then yes, you can just go when you want. Within reason, of course. But Sabine and I didn't invite you to live here so that we could control your every move," Tom said, gently patting Adrien's shoulder. "Now I have to get back downstairs to the bakery, and you need to get going. We're both going to have annoyed soulmates on our hands otherwise."
"Thanks," Adrien said quietly, and Tom smiled again at him.
'I told you,' Marinette thought, but it was kindly.
'I know you did. It's just hard to wrap my head around,' Adrien thought, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. Not having every minute of the day scheduled was going to be an adjustment – but a nice one.
He followed Tom downstairs and found Marinette waiting for him. She greeted him with a smile, a kiss to his cheek, and a warm scone. As Adrien took a bite of the scone, she slipped a couple wedges of cheese into his pocket for Plagg.
'I love you,' Adrien thought, and she laughed.
'I love you too,' she thought. 'Now come on!'
They made it to class a few minutes before the bell rang. Madame Bustier wasn't there yet, and neither was Lila. Adrien found himself to be a little glad about that as he took a seat beside Chloé. She looked really good today, wearing a white sundress, black knee-high boots, and a cropped yellow cardigan. The Bee miraculous was a perfect accessory for her color-coordinated outfit.
"So how's the new place?" Chloé asked, propping her chin on her hand.
"It's really, really good," Adrien said, smiling. Chloé had also offered him a room at the hotel, which he appreciated. It was nice to know he had options. He also liked that she had accepted that he was going to stay at Marinette’s without argument. He thought that Chloé might have finally understood how important she was to him, but more than that she had finally accepted it.
"Whenever you need a break, you can come play video games with me," Nino said from across the aisle.
"A break from what, exactly?" Marinette said, leaning over her desk and narrowing her eyes.
"Uh," Nino said. He cleared his throat. "I mean, whenever you need some guy time."
"I'll keep that in mind," Adrien said, trying not to laugh.
The door slid open and Lila came in. Adrien sighed to himself as he watched Marinette catch Chloé's eye. Both girls had an identical expression of mischief on their faces.
'I never should have made the two of you friends,' he thought.
'You shush,' Marinette thought at him. 'Let us have our fun.'
"Don't be ridiculous," Chloé said loudly, her voice perfectly pitched to carry. "Adrien won't need a break from his soulmate."
Instant silence.
"Wait, what?" Rose said in surprise. "Soulmate? Adrien found his soulmate?"
Chloé swung around to face her. "Yeah. He moved in with his soulmate over the weekend."
"Who is it?" Mylène asked, pointedly not looking at Lila.
"It's me," Marinette said, and she deliberately looked at Lila.
Lila's jaw dropped.
The class exploded.
"What the hell?!"
"Are you serious?!"
"Oh my god!"
Marinette's delight in the shocked, embarrassed look on Lila's face was enough to make Adrien smile too, though he tried to hide it. Chloé’s smirk stretched from ear to ear. They really were terrible, but there was no downplaying it now.
"Yes, we're serious," Adrien said, turning to face their classmates.
"So you've been soulmates this whole time?" Alix said, eyes wide. She looked like she was rethinking a lot, like two plus two was suddenly adding up to four when all along they’d thought it was three.
"Yup. They kept it secret because Adrien's dad is a jerk," Chloé said, idly examining her nails. Then she looked up with an innocent expression. "I knew because I was there when it happened at Daddy's party. Marinette tripped and dumped macarons all over Adrien."
Marinette flushed as everyone laughed.
"Did you have to tell them that?" she complained. “It was just a couple macarons! Not a whole tray!”
“I’m not sure that helps, Marinette,” Alya said, still giggling.
Chloé grinned. "But either way it's still true. Right, Adrikins?"
Adrien nodded. "The 100% truth, but I thought it was adorable," he said, giving Marinette a soft look. Marinette’s ire faded and she smiled back.
Lila's face was getting steadily redder. She had clearly worked out that Marinette and Adrien had been soulmates all along, but all she said was, "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Why should I?" Adrien said coolly. "The people who needed to know already did."
Chloé snickered. "Yeah, so you basically spent like three weeks pretending you were a soulmate to a guy who already one," she told Lila. "And the rest of you thought Marinette and Adrien should break up!"
There were various guilty and uncomfortable looks, Alya included. Lila just looked even more embarrassed.
"Like Chloé said, we can tell people now because Adrien's dad isn't an issue," Marinette said, bringing the attention back to her. "He can't keep us apart. No one can." Her tone was challenging, and she looked Lila right in the eyes.
Lila looked away - and then, without a word, she slunk up the steps and sat down in the back row in what would normally be Nathaniel's place, but he was out sick today. Marinette looked satisfied as she lifted up her bag and set it on the empty seat beside her.
The rest of the class peppered Marinette and Adrien with questions until Madame Bustier arrived. She had already been told about this - Tom and Sabine had contacted the school to let them know last week - so she wasn't surprised to see it was the topic of conversation. She just smiled and gently urged the class to take out their books. No one heard a peep out of Lila for the rest of the day, and when classes let out, Lila grabbed her stuff, ran down the stairs, and out the door.
Adrien watched her go and didn’t feel bad. Lila had brought everything on herself. If she hadn’t made such a big deal of it, no one would have said a word to her about this. He didn’t think anyone would tease her too badly, but as word about him and Marinette spread, Lila was going to have to deal with the consequences of her lies. This might even lead to more and more people realizing she had been lying all along. It seemed like a fitting punishment.
‘Damn straight,’ Marinette thought, getting up. ‘Now, you and Chloé hurry up! I want ice cream.’
"Wanna come get ice cream?" Adrien said to Chloé, who seemed surprised by the invitation but nodded.
So it was that Adrien, Marinette, Chloé, Nino, and Alya made their way to André's little cart. André whipped up a concoction for Nino and Alya first, loudly proclaiming them to be an adorable couple who deserved a blend of coconut, pistachio and mango ice cream. Then he turned to Chloé. He looked at her for a moment, eyes narrowed in thought, then smiled and gave her two scoops: one of banana ice cream and one of chocolate. Chloé took her ice cream cone, looking pretty content, and stepped aside. Then it was Adrien's and Marinette's turn. They stepped up together.
"Ah, young love," André said, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "I will get you something special. Yellow passionfruit to match his hair, blackberry for her hair..." He quickly scooped two balls of ice cream onto a cone, then added a third. "And lastly, blueberry peach to match her sky-blue stare and his pink lips! A perfect combination indeed!" He offered Adrien the ice cream cone.
"Thank you," Adrien said, taking the cone carefully. The combination of flavors was unusual but sounded delicious.
André tipped his hat to them. "A good day to you, my friends!" And then he headed off, whistling.
'Would you like the first taste, My Lady?' Adrien thought, scooping up a bit with the spoon and offering it to Marinette.
'Thank you, My Prince,' she thought back, her eyes twinkling, and opened her mouth. A flow of contentment came through the bond, so Adrien quickly scooped up some for himself to try. It really was as good as it had sounded. The fresh fruit taste danced across his tongue: a perfect medley of tart and sweet.
"Marinette, Adrien! Come on! Let's go walk along the Seine!" Alya called.
Adrien looked over at them, realizing that their three friends had walked ahead without them. Alya and Nino were chowing down on their ice cream, while Chloé was furtively sneaking tiny spoonful’s into her pocket for Pollen when Alya and Nino weren't looking.
It was nice. Nice to enjoy the warm afternoon sunshine with his soulmate, his partner, and their friends. Nice to not have to worry about familial or work pressure or akumas. Nice to see Chloé smiling and laughing with Alya and Nino.
He didn’t know what would happen with his father. But frankly, right now he didn’t care. He’d deal with it, like he had dealt with everything else, with Marinette at his side. The knowledge that his partner would be there was more than enough. They could deal with anything that came their way, especially with the help of their friends and family. His father couldn’t control him or anyone else anymore, and that was strangely freeing.
"I didn't know it could be like this," he murmured, more to himself than to anyone else, but of course Marinette heard. She smiled and leaned her head against his shoulder.
"Aren't you glad I dropped those macarons on you now?" she asked playfully, and Adrien chuckled.
"I was glad for that from day one, but yeah. I really am," he said, pressing a quick kiss to her mouth. She tasted like fruity sugar.
But of course, the kiss only lasted for a moment before Alya called to them again. Adrien and Marinette ran to catch them. The five of them ended up finding a small spot on the banks of the Seine to sit and enjoy the sun. Adrien distracted Alya and Nino so that Marinette could sneak some ice cream to Tikki too. Even Plagg ate a little bit of it, though not before informing Marinette in a hissed whisper that cheese ice cream would've been a much better choice. Adrien would treasure Marinette's disgusted expression and feelings for the rest of his day.
For once, there was something right with the world, Adrien decided, when a fourteen-year-old boy could have this much fun with his friends on a lazy Monday afternoon. He smiled around at them all and wrapped his arm around Marinette's shoulders, contentedly breathing in the smell of her shampoo and basking in the contentment flowing through their bond. Chloé leaned against him on the other side, and Adrien wrapped an arm around her shoulders too. Nino, laughing, stole Alya's phone and leaned over to show them something on the screen, while Alya pouted and poked at him. Eventually Nino gave her phone back, and then gave her a kiss for good measure.
"Eww, no public displays of affection please!" Chloé said.
"Alya, stop kissing your boyfriend and show me that write-up you did of the new Fox and Turtle," Marinette said.
Nino sighed as Alya jerked away. "Rude, Mari."
"You'll survive," Marinette said with a grin.
"They were so cool!" Alya said gleefully, and Chloé gave a quiet, amused little snort. Marinette giggled too.
Adrien closed his eyes as their playful banter swirled around him, lifting his face to the sun like the cat that he was, and relaxed.
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a elite journalism company is recruiting for internships and asking people who know the candidates for input. when they come to Bustier's class and say they want to take people aside to ask about Alya, Marinette tells them not to bother and just look at the Ladyblog to see what sort of reporter she is. Alya thinks that Marinette is trying to worm her way into her good graces, Mari knows they'll actually fact check and reject her,
There was a buzz of conversation in the school today. Apparently a high end journalism agency was out recruiting interns for the summer, their goal being to teach and carefully groom the reporters of tomorrow.
And Alya Césaire was all the more eager to show them what she could do. So she put her name in for that internship and waited.
It wasn't long before she noticed that her classmates were being called out of class one by one. When they would come back, they'd shoot Alya a big smile and give her a thumbs up.
Her brows furrowed, confused, but she smiled back and continued with her daydreams of being a star reporter, of being the one to find out Ladybug's identity, of maybe even covering the future wedding of Chat Noir and Ladybug, with Lila as the maid of honour!
"Marinette Dupain-Cheng. You're wanted next." Principal Damocles spoke up, eyeing the girl sitting in the very back row, all by herself.
Marinette nodded and got up, ignoring the glares sent her way by her classmates and followed the principal to his office.
She quickly noticed a woman sitting at the principal's desk. She was beautiful, dressed in a white sheath dress that complimented her soft dark skin and trim body. Her dark hair was pinned back, and her dark eyes settled on Marinette.
Marinette knew that the woman was analysing her, taking in much information with a single gaze.
It scared her a back.
"Miss Dupain-Cheng, yes? I'm Genevieve Belrose. I work with Paris National, the biggest news agency in France." The beautiful woman spoke, folding her hands neatly as Marinette took a seat and Damocles left. "I am currently out recruiting interns for the summer. One Miss Alya Césaire has applied, and we at PN like to gather as much information about our interns as we can, as one can lie of a resumé, but the people as a whole always help paint the full picture. Now, do you think that Miss Césaire is worthy of an internship with us?"
Marinette bit her lower lip gently, her hands tightly gripping the armrests of the chair. This was Alya's dream job, this could get her to the best places in journalism. It'd make Alya so happy.
But why should you concern herself with Alya's happiness? She hadn't concerned herself with Marinette's.
"No, Miss Belrose, I don't think Alya Césaire is suitable for the internship." The words came out before Marinette could stop them. But no guilt came as soon as they were spoken. In fact, Marinette felt somewhat relieved.
"Really?" Genevieve's brows rose as she stared at the young girl. "All of your friends have her outstanding praise, saying she was a good journalist."
"She's not." Marinette stood abruptly, her body shaking ever so slightly. Genevieve didn't flinch, seeing there was an obvious emotional turmoil. "Look at her blog, the Ladyblog. She had posted nothing but lies recently."
When Marinette motioned to Principal Damocles' computer, the head of PN went and looked up the blog. She already had before, had researched it extensively, as the internship application for miss Césaire had been bragging much about her superior blog.
It had been subpar. At the earliest of posts, it was promising, but recently it had reminded Genevieve of a gossip tabloid.
"It has become a shrine to Lila Rossi, more than a blog of facts." Marinette pointed to several posts, ones Genevieve herself had quickly found out to be untrue. "And to the search for Ladybug's identity. One that Ladybug herself pleaded for her not to try and find, as it could endanger the ones she loves."
"Hmmm." Belrose nodded. She did find that frantic hunt for a superhero's identity was intriguing, but she knew that is Ladybug fell, then Paris would fall victim to Hawkmoth, so she had banned any such coverage from PI. She respected Ladybug, and respect and trust was how you got interviews from the big names in the world.
Genevieve listened as Marinette told her every lie, every dishonorable thing Alya had done in her own twisted sense of journalism.
"Miss Aurore Beauréal has a blog called 'BugOut'. It is much better, and has even debunked the lies that Alya has published, but Alya refuses to change anything. In fact, she attacked Aurore the other day about it." Marinette sat down again, hugging herself. Had she overstepped a boundary...? She couldn't help it, but she couldn't allow Alya to have the assets that came with that internship.
She truly was a horrible friend, wasn't she?
"... I thank you, Miss Dupain-Cheng. You are the only one in that entire class of yours to be honest with me, beside one Chloé Bourgeois. While I honour loyalty, honesty is a better policy, despite what people make us journalists out to be." Genevieve gave the girl a dry smile and stood. "Miss Césaire will not be working with us. She is a disgrace to journalism everywhere, and from what I've read, she is far too proud to admit her mistakes. That is a journalist's downfall. I appreciate you for pointing me towards someone that has the potential to be worthy of my company. Now, you may go back to class, Miss Dupain-Cheng. I have an internship agreement to write up."
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Alya Césaire perked up slightly when she saw a camera man with a 'Paris National' walked by them in the hallway. Were they finally here to give her her internship?
"Lila, I think it's finally happening!" Alya squealed as she pulled the Italian girl closer, pointing to the camera man as he disappeared through the doors and out to the courtyard.
"I told you my cousin worked there. I put in a good word for you, I promised afterall." Lila smiled sweetly, while silently being thrilled. With Alya becoming a reporter in an actual agency, she could become even more famous!
As the two girls entered the courtyard, they watched, confused, as a young man was handing Aurore a letter, than shaking her hand.
"We look forward to you starting your internship soon, Miss Beauréal. Welcome to the PN family." The man was saying, and Alya felt her blood go to ice.
"What...?" Alya whispered softly, staring off as Aurore's classmates cheered for their friend, and Aurore burst into grateful tears.
"Oh Alya, I'm so sorry!" Lila gasped, her hands on her cheeks and her eyes wide. "I was certain my uncle could get you it."
"Why...? Why couldn't I get the internship? By blog as ten times the amount of followers as Aurore's mess!" Alya snapped, her hands curling into fists.
"Maybe it's because Aurore is white." Lila spoke up suddenly, crossing her arms. "You know how it is in the industries. As long as you're white, you get first pick."
"I beg your pardon?" Both girls turned around, seeing Genevieve standing behind them, her arms crossed. She had a scornful look on her face. "I will let you know, Miss Lila Rossi, that race had nothing to do with my decision on who I will be personally interning. It was about quality over quantity. And Miss Césaire's quality was quite lacking."
"What the hell do you mean? My blog is perfect!" Alya shouted, drawing the attention of everyone in the courtyard. Marinette frowned as she pulled back from her hug with Aurore. Alya looked like a dog readying to tear out the throat of its prey.
"Your blog is trash!" Genevieve snapped, setting a perfectly manicured hand on her hip. "I have never seen such sloppy work! Your stories were a disgrace! You only took the stories from your little friend here at face value, and never once found any secondary sources to back them up!"
"Lila isn't a liar! Did Marinette put you up to this?!" Alya spun, her face red with anger. "Marinette, you bitch!"
"That is enough!" Genevieve snarled, her eyes narrowing dangerously. It was clear she had made a good decision. Genevieve had worked too hard, had suffered such discrimination, she was sure Alya would have thrown it all out the window, seeing how she reacted to rejection. "You, Miss Césaire, are a disgrace! I would never, ever hire anyone like you in my life! I will make sure every news agency, ever tabloid, every newspaper stand in Paris knows this! How dare you insult me, and my company, by thinking we think race matters over everything else, such as the most basic thing as checking sources, which you fail to do!"
"Wh-what...? Wait, no!" Alya's face went pale, as she reached out a shaky hand.
"Don't worry, Miss Césaire. I believe Miss Beauréal and I will be working on a story tonight. A story of one tabloid trash who got a bit too entitled with her out paltry journalism skills."
Genevieve left the girl standing there, smiling down at Aurore as she approached. "I certainly hope you can come to headquarters with me. I have already contacted your parents, I have their permission."
"Yes! Yes please!" Aurore gasped, delight clear in her eyes.
Genevieve gave a look to Marinette, smiling and nodding to her, before leaving with her eager new intern.
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Rising from the Ashes: Of Field Trips and Apologies
So this is Part Fourteen here is to my Master List and Part Thirteen.
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The next day Tim waiting in the lobby of Wayne Enterprises because he is leading the tour of WE to a graduating French class. He hated leading tours, but the tour guide had been sick and would not be able to lead. All of his siblings were busy along with the tour guides so he was stuck in the lobby waiting for the group to arrive. As the group, he assumed he was leading arrived, he noticed immediately how a small group of three hung back from the rest and they were constantly looking around.
"Hello, are you guys the group from Dupont high school?" Tim asked he received mumbles as confirmation. "Welcome to Wayne Enterprises, I am your tour guide, you may refer to me as Mr. Drake. Follow me now."
The group followed mostly silent, besides an obnoxious group near the front one of the girls, probably the leader, spewing lies none stop. "So ya after the tour I'm going to see my dear Damiboo I've missed him so much! He's been dying to see me again," She said the people around her eating up the lies, everyone except for the three in the back.
"Can I get an interview with him? After Ladybug retired and Chat along with the rest of the heroes disowned my blog, I could use a pick me up," The girl with glasses pleaded. Tim scoffed, he would make sure to contact his lawyers during lunch.
"Excuse me, Mr. Drake?" The purple-haired girl asked from the back, she was part of the second, smaller, group. "When will we be going to the Nette factory?"
"We'll be heading there after lunch," Tim stated before continuing to talk about everything about WE.
"So of course Jason Grayson, Tim Todd, and Dick Drake love me, ya know, Damian's brothers," the Italian girl said.
Tim paused looked her up and down with an eye roll and a scoff said. "You couldn't even get our names right? Who the hell is Jason Grayson, Tim Todd, and Dick Drake? You come to Gotham spewing lies about the richest people in the world and expect not to get caught?"
"What.. What do you... you mean?" the girl started crying while the glasses girl patted her back.
"You know what? Whatever the old man will have a field day, later on, please follow and refrain from speaking. After this testing area we're heading to the cafeteria for lunch," Tim said with a smirk, he couldn't wait for the gala. The last bit of the tour before lunch was uneventful.
"As you all probably know, you all signed an NDA that was built into your permission slips," people nodded along with what he said. "We're going to be heading into Nette's factories, you are not allowed to speak to any employees, take a picture, or record anything behind this door. We will find out and we here at Wayne Enterprises will sue your as--" he paused not wanting to anger the teacher. "We will sue you and your family for everything and your great-grandchildren will still be paying. Does everyone understand? Perfect!" He then opened the door leading to the factor. Everyone gaped as they looked at the workers.
"I've known Nette for the longest time I mean we are practically sisters," came from the same girl and her squad had moved further to the back. The trio had moved to the front and was now frantically looking around.
"You may look from up here, do not touch anything our distract anyone, you have fifteen minutes," Tim said before letting the students disperse. The trio from before approach Tim once the rest of the students had spread out. "How can I help you?"
"Do you know where Marinette is?" the boy whispers.
"We want to apologize," the pink-haired girl whispers as well.
"And we want to know why she faked her death. We're her old friends. I'm Juleka, Luka's younger sister," the purple-haired girl, Juleka, whispers.
"Why are you all whispering and I don't have any idea what you are talking about," Tim says firmly.
"They don't know she is alive and I--- um we don't want them to know. I'm Alix," the pink-haired girl says.
"I'm Kim and the Italian girl, the one who you've obviously noticed is a notorious liar, would say she faked her death for attention," Kim says."Her name is Lila Rossi and she deserves whatever is coming for her."
Tim was about to respond when he heard doors bang open on the floor. Marinette walks in on the phone with Luka, Kagami, Chloe, and a now awake Adrien following.
"Come to lunch, Nette!" Adrien complains trying to grab her arm. "Come on we've been here for almost a day and I feel like I haven't seen you at all."
"We all had dinner last night, we had a game night with Uncle Jagged, and I did your fittings. I'm trying to run a company near a deadline. We'll all go to the Italian place after I finish this phone call and check on the floor," Marinette said, continuing her conversation. She was wearing a white sweater, black jeans, black heels, and red movie star lipstick. Jagged had been so happy when she had called him and told him that she was, in fact, alive, but had just moved. She also told him that she couldn’t be revealed as alive. She explained everything to her Uncle Jagged and he frankly pissed by what had pushed her to stay 'dead'.
"We can't let them see her," Juleka says pleadingly.
"Ok everyone Nette has official business here and everyone must be moving. Which concludes our tour, now please follow me," Tim says trying to get everyone moving.
"But Mr. Drake I'm sure Nette wouldn't mind if her best friend was here," Alya called, trying to get Nette's attention and trying to get a good look at her, but her back was to the group. All they saw was long dark hair, surrounded by familiar heads. "Wait! Those are our friends down there." She screamed as the door was closed. That concluded the tour.
"Did you guys hear something?" Marinette asked as she hung up.
"Maybe some dreams shattering, but nothing else," Chloe snickered, looking to where the group had been.
"Okay then... I'm going to talk to floor manager then we'll meet Dami for lunch," she said, walking away from her friends her heels-clicking as she walked.
After a couple of minutes, they headed out the front of Wayne Enterprises as a group slowly loaded themselves onto a bus.
"Hey, Tim!" Marinette greeted as the student, with an almost familiar-looking outfit, got onto the bus. "You finish a tour?"
"Ya and we gotta talk as soon as possible, you guys heading to lunch?" he asked as he watched the bus drive away.
"Ya, we're meeting up with Damian, do you want to join us?" Marinette asks, heading towards the Outlaw's limo following her friends.
"Sounds great and I can tell you what happened," Tim said, getting in the limo after Marinette and her friends.
At the restaurant, Damian had already been waiting. "Sorry it took so long my Prince, I got held up in the factory," Marinette explained giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Ewww get a room," Adrien whined, earning himself an elbow from Gami, as he sat down.
"It's fine Angel," Damian said, pulling out Mari's chair.
"So Luka I met your sister today," Tim said nonchalantly, looking over the menu.
"I was afraid that was going to happen," Luka sighed.
"Your sister is in Gotham and you, Tim, somehow just so happened to meet her," Marinette deadpanned then gasped. "Your tour. Our field trip."
"Explain, Drake," Damian demanded, rubbing his Angel's shoulder.
"They had a tour of Wayne Enterprises today," Tim started but Marinette cut in.
"That I had planned while I was still class president. I thought they were just going to throw out the plan altogether," Marinette said, putting her head on the table.
"We weren't going to say anything when we saw them yesterday because we didn't want to stress you out anymore," Adrien said.
"By the way, we're suing Lila and the glasses girl. I looked into 'Alya' on the way over here and it looks like she could be sued for defamation," Tim said, sipping his water. "There were three who wanted to apologize, Juleka, Alix, and Kim, but we left so the rest wouldn't see you."
"I'm sorry this is too much to take in, whatever you want it's on me. I'm going to clear my head," Marinette said, getting up.
"Angel at least take my jacket it’s windy out today," Damian said, standing as well.
"Thank you, Damian," She said, putting it on. She then kissed him before leaving.
She transformed into Ladybug and sat on top of a smaller building, closer to the outskirts of Gotham. She dropped down in an alley and detransformed back into Marinette to give Tikki a break. She walks while wearing Damian's oversized jacket that covered most of her form. She is now regretting that she wore heels.
"Marinette?" came a soft, recognizable, murmur. She froze.
"Juleka?" she asks, turning to see the purple-haired girl.
"Can we talk?" she asks, slowly moving closer to Marinette.
"You won't tell anyone, right?" Marinette asks, looking there girl up and down.
"No, but can I bring Kim and Alix. They miss you," Juleka asks, looking at her feet.
"Yes, I'll meet you at that cafe in ten minutes," Marinette says, pointing at a building down the street.
"Thank you so much, Mari, see you soon," Juleka says running to get her friends. Marinette shakes her head and walks to the cafe. Since she left before she could order and eat lunch she ordered a salad and latte. After she had gotten her drink, her old friends walked in and out of breath.
"Dudette... ten minutes... was not... enough time," Alix said, trying to catch her breath.
"Sorry, I forgot you guys would have to run," Marinette said, hailing over the waitress. "Please four water and three menus. Please take a seat."
After the three had caught their breath and ordered, they just stared at her. "We went to your funeral," Alix said slowly in disbelief.
"I know, I was there," Marinette said, taking a bite of her food.
"You were there!? We thought you were dead. How'd we not see you?"
In perfect Mandarian she responded, "I was in disguise as Bridgette." Then translated what she had said.
"That actually makes a lot of sense," Kim says.
"But what doesn't make sense is why? Why all of this in general?" Alix asks, gulping down more water.
"I had no one left in Paris," Marinette explains, waiting for more questions and accusations, she had prepared for this though.
"What about us and everyone else?" Kim asks, looking hurt.
"I was abandoned by everyone I thought cared about me. With my parents gone I didn't need to be in Paris anymore. I was free of everything holding me back," Marinette explains.
"That's fair. I'm sorry, we shouldn't have turned our backs on you," Kim apologizes sincerely.
"We should have known that you wouldn't have done any of that," Alix agrees.
"That wasn't fair of us to accuse of that. We should have trusted our 'Everyday Ladybug'," Juleka said with a sad smile.
"I'm happy you have come to senses, and I forgive you. You went way out of your way to make amends and I learned from people I care deeply about that people are not supposed to hold onto troubles of the past. I forgive you three, I may be able to forgive Alya too, maybe I don't know, but everyone else is going to be a no go," Marinette says, sipping her water.
"Why would you forgive Alya of all people?" Alix asks with a scoff.
"I'll have to explain another story, I was also in Paris as Chloe's childhood friend, Ann, you might have met me. I was visiting my parents' graves, and I guess my own grave when Alya found me there it was before Christmas. She said how she lost sight of how nice I had been and how'd she lost me as a friend," Marinette sighed. "I don't know how she's been, but I might forgive her if she apologizes. Enjoy Lunch-- Dinner? Well, whatever it is, it's on me." she finished, paid the tab then she was gone.
"Everyone is going to see her tomorrow at the fashion show and they will all know the truth, will she be able to explain her actions," Kim asks.
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Daminette Rough Layout AU #1
Warning- This is a Salt AU, it contains Lila salt, Adrien Salt, Alya Salt and Class Salt. Some of the Salt is dramatized, pkease read at your own digression.
Note- Changing things up a bit-they are in high school now-Damian 16 and Marinette 15 and juniors, obviously things are different from canon. Gabriel gave up both miraculous after Adrien dies in one of the akuma fights, he has Nooroo and Duusu bring them to the guardian. Marinette helps heal Duusu so that if he is ever used again the holder will not start to die. Soon after Master Fu takes back Adrien's miraculous and names Marinette the guardian.
He doesnt lose his memories but he does pass away a week later. Marinette also deletes her original website and makes and entire new one under MDC designs after Lila threatens to leave bad reviews.(This happens before she meets Damian, right when they are entering high school.)
They met online after Damian got tired of his brothers making fun of him for talking like an old man. He found Marinette on Twitter, (She has a very popular Twitter blog where she Tweets in English and is considered a meme god.) and after reading her tweets decided that she'd be a good teacher.
After reaching out they agreed on how much she'll be paid and a time that works best for both of them. Every Monday & Wednesday the video chat when Damian has his lunch and study period. For Damian it is 12 to 1 pm, and for Marinette it is 7 to 8 pm. After two months Marinette has successfully made Damian her friend, and he has began opening up to her more. Meanwhile Damian begins to mess with his brothers using memes.
Tim to Jason- I will die if I don't get coffee soon.
Damian passing by the kitchen on his phone- Then perish.
Jason-...Did he just?
Tim- Impossible.
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Dick over the coms while on patrol-I really want candy right now.
Damian drops down next to him and pulls a tidepod of of his belt giving it to Dick before continuing on.
Dick-What the fuck...
Tim having seen from a distance-What did Damian give you candy?
Dick- He gave me a tidepod.
Jason-Your shitting me Goldie.
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Jason-What are you eating Damian?
Damian taking a bite of a pop tart- Ravioli...
Jason-Im going fucking crazy.
Alfred-Language Master Jason.
They now text each other durning their free time, Marinette loves receiving pictures of Damian's pets and silly pictures of Damian's friend Jon. Damian loves seeing pictures of her newest designs and Paris at night.
Jon is the only person who knows about Marinette and thats because he crashed one of Damian's classes. He gushes over the fact that Damian is talking to his favorite person on Twitter, then full on fanboys a second later when she follows him back on Twitter. Soon after she becomes friends with Jon too, Lila comes back. After two weeks of fighting her she stops after both Damian and Jon point out that if her classmates were really her friends they wouldnt believe someone they just met over her. Marinette stops doing extra things for the class no more free pastries, banners, clothes or anything. She spends majority of her time on school work, her comissions and talking with Damian and Jon.
Madame Bustier at one point asks her to stay after class. She tells her she is disappointed that Marinette is distancing herself form the class so much. Marinette just tells her that she is done, that if she wants a perfect role model then she should use Lila instead and leaves. The next day she tells Madame Bustier she is stepping down as class president, everyone in the class except for Chloe and Marinette vote for Lila. Marinette has had more free time then she has had in a while and is thriving. She is able to take more and more commissions and even allows Jagged and Clara to give other celebrities access to her website. With a push from Jon she also sets up a Twitter and Instagram account under MDC Designs. With in no time everyone is trying to get an MDC original.
At one point she gets a call from Jon asking her how much it would cost for a MDC original for his mom. Marinette smiles softly telling him to just get his moms measurements for her. When he argues she finally agrees to accept payment but gives him a family discount. Jon agrees with a huff, a month later Jon sends her a video of his mom opening his gift.
Lois-Oh Jon love you know you didnt have to get me anything.
Jon-And let Connor out do me this year? No way.
Connor laughing-Oh shut it Jon!
Jon-cone on open it already mom!
Lois lauging before unwrapping the box- Is this? Jon is this a MDC box?
Connor looking at him with wide eyes.
Jon-open it and see!
Clark-So thats why you asked me for her measurements.
Lois pulls a beautiful knee length navy blue pencil dress. It had a classy V neck and flounce bell sleeves Jon is this and MDC original?
Jon-weeell if you look at the inside of the right sleeve your see her signature marking. Thats not all though mom theres another box!
Lois grabs the other box and unwraps it opening it quickly to find a pair of white lace up Oxford pumps with matching navy laces, MDC hand stitched on the back in navy.
Lois-How did you-how did you get MDC originals?
Jon laughing-I'll never tell!
Marinette saves the video on her phone and tells him he wants a photo of her in it for her website. A week later he send her pictures of his mom in the outfit posing with his dad and the next day he send pictures of her posing with Bruce Wayne on the red carpet. She quickly posts them on Instagram and Twitter tagging Lois, Clark, Bruce and Daily Planet.
'I knew Mrs. Lane would make this one of a kind outfit look beautiful! I was happy to make the dress and shoes as a surprise from her son! Mrs. Lane your son has my number, if you ever want another original talk to him! 💋'
Lois immediately responds to her tweet thank her for the amazing gift, while also asking how her son got in contact with MDC.
Marinette- ' 🤫🤫😘😘💋'
Jon-'You'll never know!!'
Lois, with her bosses approval, writes an article joking about the mystery that is MDC at also an interview where she grills her son on how he knows MDC.
Its a blows up and part of Jon's interview becomes a meme. This part;
Jon-Superman, please come save me from my mom!
Marinette being the meme godess she is decides to quote it on Twitter, but she messes up and posts it on MDC desgins.
MDC-Superman, please come save me from these deadlines!
Half an hour later
MDC-That was meant for my personal Twitter...
Now everyone is also talking about MDC memeing.
After talking with the Kwami Marinette decides to tell Damian and Jon about her time as Ladybug, and how she still goes out and patrols to stop muggers. In return one day Damian and Jon flies him and Damian to paris and they finally meet in person and they tell her their own identities. They leave Gotham at 7 am in Gotham and make it to Paris at 3 pm and wait for her outside of her parents bakery. Marinette flips out and practically tackles the both if them in a hug. She pulls them inside happily introducing her parents to her American friends. After they tell her they decide to spend the rest of the day together. Marinette also takes their measurements telling them its for a surprise. Damian tells her that his brothers are obsessed with MDC and how the wouldnt stop hounding Jon when they found out he had gotten in contact with her.
They go out and Marinette shows them Paris while Jon is slowly pushing them together. He is ecstatic when Marinette wraps one of her fingers around Damien's finger and he respond by grabbing and holding her hand. They are all immensly happy until they are passing by a park and notices her class having a party. At first she doesnt care and just shrugs it off, until the class notices them. Alya accuses Marinette of trying to start drama, she rolls her eyes telling Alya she didnt even know about the party and was just showing her friends around. Damian frowns glaring at the class when he feels Marinette hand start to shake and releases her hand wrapping an arm around her waist in support. Jon is also frowning but simply reminds Marinette that they were going out to eat. Marinette nods and begins telling them about the restaurant they were going to while leaning into Damian's side.
They turn leaving the class behind only for Adrien to hurry after them. Adrien tries to convince Marinette to return and spend time with the class saying he missed his friend. Marinette tells him that they arent friends anymore, that friends dont allow lies to be spread about their friends. She takes the boys and they finally make it to the restaurant.
Damian pays refusing to let Marinette or Jon touch the check. They spend the rest of their time at Marinette's house watching movies until they leave at 9pm wishing Marinette goodnight and making it back to Gotham at 3 pm. When they get back to the manor Bruce confronts Damian asking why he got notified that Damian's card had been used in Paris. Thats how Bruce finds out about Marinette.
Bruce- shes been teaching you memes?
Damian-yes.
Bruce-...well at least your making friends.
Damian-dont tell the others, they'll want to meet her and Id rather not be embarrassed
Bruce-I wont say anything until they catch you then.
Around the end of Marinette's junior year Lila accuses Marinette of theft and she is once again expelled. Only this time Marinette gets the school board involved and she is quickly cleared of charges. once again. However she decides not to return to the school tired of their treatment. Instead with the help of Jagged and her parents permission she enrolls at Gotham Academy and doesnt tell Damian to surprise him. Jon does know that way he could help her.
Within the week Marinette is in Gotham in her new penthouse apartment with her new gaurdian, a maid/nanny that Penny had recommended. Her name is Margaery she is in her 60s. The next day Marinette is dropped of at school by Margaery, Jon is already there early and helps her get his schedule and everything. Then they wait for Damian to arrive hiding until the see him open his locker Jon distracts him while Marinette hides behind the locker door. The school is very surprised whe. Damian smiles brightly at seeing her. Within the day she is known around the school as both Sunshine and Gotham's new Goddess.
Soon enough Damian Marinette and Jon are never seen withiut tge other except in classes. Many teachers see Marinette as a blessing classes have been calmer shes always willing to volunteer and shes even started tutoring some of the students. Even though she entered late in the year she starts to help the student council and things were more organized and running smoother. What everyone is really happy about is how she seems to bring out the teen in Damian and encourage him to act his age. The only reason they havent posted about her and Damian's relationship is because Damian made it clear he didnt want his family to know.
He starts calling her Angel and Red Bird. Marinette starts calling him Dove and Birdie. They slowly start going on dates while also making sure to hang out with Jon so he didnt feel left behind. Its the beginning of summer when Marinette gets invited to a Wayne gala by Bruce himself with a little note.
'Miss Dupain-Cheng, I would like to meet the girl that has stolen my youngest's attention. Please do not inform him I invited you, I think it will be quite the surprise for him. -Bruce Wayne
She tells Damian to wear a seafoam green tie because it will bring out his eyes, in a sly way so that they will be matching. She then makes a seafoam green Asymmetrical A-line off the shoulders dress adding layers of tulle that forms teirs and finishes with horsehair hemlines. The MDC signature is stictched on to the second layer of tulle.
The night of the Gala she is dropped off by Margaery and Jon leaves his parents to meet her. She tells him that Damian didnt know either and Bruce wanted to surprise him. Jon starts laughing causing Marinette to dissolve into giggles. This catches Jon's parents eyes and they walk over. Jon wuickly introduces her as one of his best friends. Lois and Marinette quickly hit it off and enter the gala together with Jon and Clark following behind them. After 5 minutes Damian spots them, and discreetly hurries over to them.
Damian-Angel!
Lois and Clark are surprised at the nickname and that Damian is smiling even more surprised when he hugs her and holds her hand gently. They stare into each others eyes for a moment until Lois coughs catching boths attention. Damian greets them as he lets go of Marinette's hand wrapping an arm around her waist as she does the same. They stand talking with each other until Lois spots someone she wants to interview and hurries off with Clark. The three of them share a look before all saying food at once. Jon walks ahead of them as Marinette and Damian follow talking to themselves.
M-'Your father wanted to meet me so Im afraid I will no longer be a secret.'
D-'Of course he did, I was hoping to keep those embarrassments known as my brothers away.'
This causes Marinette to laugh leaning her head on his shoulder.
M-'I am sure they arent that bad.'
They spend a good half hour talking with Jon and eating before Bruce finds them and introduces himself to Marinette. Five minutes later she notices Damian's brothers starring at them in shock. She starts giggling and points it out to Damian who groans. Soon after the boys rush over to interrogate their brother dragging him away from Marinette Jon and Bruce.
While Damian is dealing with them Jagged and Penny both find Marinette. Eventually the boys force Damian to introduce them to Marinette. She hits it off with all of them promising to visit the mansion. Jon convinces Damian to ask Marinette to be his girlfriend. He asks her to dance with him and asks while they are dancing. That night Marinette Damian and Jon leave together for an impromptu sleepover at Marinette's. Margaery picks them up greeting both parents and assuring them that there kids will be safe, and they will be camping out in the living room.
Marinette surprises the boys with handmade pjs once they get to her house and Margaery surprises them with cookies. The next day she goes to the mansion with Damian and gets to know his brothers more piecing together who is who of the Batfamily. At one point Jason insinuates that Marinette couldnt fight so she challenges his to a spar. Jason being cocky holds back and gets his butt kicked, he asks for a rematch and doesnt hold back this time, still gets his butt kicked.
While Damian and Marinette are saying goodbye she jokes about how long its going to take his siblings to realize shes a hero not a civilian. Damian finds it hilarious. When Marinette gets home she tells Margaery that she was going up to the roof to look at the stars for inspiration. Margaery allows her making her take a blanket, hor chocolate and some cookies with her. That night Nightwing lands on her roof and 'startles' causing her to throw her cup at him hitting him in the gut
Robin chuckling-That bitch empty,
Mari and Robin together-Yeet!
Marinette laughs offering him a cookie as Nightwing gets up
Nightwing-Nice throw.
Marinette laughs harder her eyes twinkling.
Mari-Sorry you startled me I must have lost track of time I should head back home now. Have a safe patrol Birdies!
She says before passing other of them leaving the plate of cookies behind for them. Over the summer Marinette and Damian visit her parents for two weeks before returning to Gotham. The rest of the summer is filled with dates between her and Damian the Gotham Gazette is having a field day with them.
They're referred to as the Goddess and the Prince and every date is talked about the next day. When summer is over Marinette Damian and Jon are back for their senior year. Marinette decides to run for student body president and Jon runs as her vice president, they both tease Damian about being the trophy boyfriend and he responds that he is fine with it as long as hes the trophy boyfriend to Marinette. Marinette and Jon win with an almost unanimous vote. It is half way through their senior year when Damian's brothers realize she knows. Bruce and Babs already know. Jason teasingly jokes about Damian outing them to a civilian and Marinette jist goes
Marinette-Jayby(This is her nickname for him), I have beaten you in spars 9 out of 10 times and you still think Im a civilian.
Tim-What?
Marinette sighs before calling Tiki out and transforming. (She has a different outfit. Period. Her hair is pulled into a high ponytail, held by a red ribbon. It has a completely black mask, her top was sleeveless and was a deep red. She had gloves that stopped at her elbows the same deep red but with black poka-dots. Her pants were completely black with a red belt holding her yoyo. Her outfit was finished with red combat boots with black soles.) Everyone is silent as they taken in her outfit.
Damian-God your so beautiful.
Marinette-Aw Dove
Que a sweet kiss where Jason gags jokingly before Tim flips out about her being Ladybug. Marinette jokingly says that he didnt react that way to her being MDC.
Tim-what?
Dick-This time your oulling my leg.
Marinette-You didnt know? I was always giving you guys family discounts.
Tim-Your MDC...my favorite fashion designer is my future sister-in-law. Thats why your commissions always seemed cheaper than others. Im chalant right now.
This causes Dick to burst out laughing.
Dick-Really becuase Im whelmed!
Bruce smiles slightly remembering when his eldest would use to his 'Unwords' all the time.
That night Marinette patrols with them and Gotham gains a new hero LadyBird. With a little shove from Damian and begging from Tim, Marinette begins to grow MDC even more by partnering with Wayne Enterprises. Marinette and Damian are the power couple of the school, they have majority of their classes together both being in AP and Honors classes. As the school president Marinette is notified that during the last quarter of second semester a French class is doing an exchange program at Gotham Academy.
Her and Jon have to escort them around the school the first week. Marinette argues a bit at first.
Mari-I understand that it is important but Jon and I are still heavily working on Prom, Senior's Last Peprally, Senior Awards, Senior vs Freshman Football, Prom King and Queen vote and The Senior trip.
Jon-Mari is right is there anyway we could pick someone else to show them around. There are a few other people in student council that speak French.
They both convince the Principal to allow the Secretary of the Student Council, Candy St.Cloud, to show them around. Marinette, Jon and Damian avoid them, none of Marinette's old class knows Marinette is there until votes for Prom King and Queen pops up and Marinette's name is on the ballet.
Lila bursts into tears claiming her Dami promised her she'd be on the ballet since he goes to that school. They all try to hunt her down and give her shit for booting Lila off. However majority of Gotham academy has noticed their attitude towards Gotham's Goddess and everyone makes sure Marinette is unreachable.
They pretty much only see glimpses of her until Senior's Last Peprally when she and Damian are announced Prom King and Queen. Their boos are covered up by the school's cheers. Marinette and Damian share a quick kiss which causes more cheers as the teachers roll their eyes calling out Pda. Then both her and Jon announce whats going to be happening at the peprally.
At the end of it all the seniors get together for one last class photo in the front is Jon Marinette and Damian. Damian and Marinette are wearing the sashes and crowns and Marinette is in the middle of them. Bustier's class is upset they cant be a part of the picture because they arent actually seniors at the school. The next night is Senior awards the class doesnt go but the trio does.
Marinette and Damian get best couple.
Damian gets the award for best grades.
Jon gets the award for most likely to secede in life.
That night all three are on the news and trending on Twitter when they go out to celebrate at Bat Burger, videos and pictures are posted off Marinette and Jon dying of laughter as Damian cuts his burger with a knife and fork. At the hotel Lila is crying claiming that Damian is cheating in her with Marinette. The class continuously message Marinette even when they get a response saying that the person is not Marinette amd that they've had the number for two months.
The next day at lunch they confront Marinette, they followed Jon to the room the Student council eat lunch in. Que them berating Marinette infront of everyone including the teachers. Marinette just rolls her eyes not wanting to give them the time of day.
Alya-I cant believe you tricked Lila's boyfriend into dating a bully like you!
This causes Jon to launch to her defense, he steps in front of Marinette glaring at the class.
Jon-Lila's boyfriend?? You mean Damian, so Lila was dating Damian first?
Lila-Yes! And Marinette purposely seduced him!
Jon-Really tell me when did you firat meet Damian?
Lila-oh he was so sweet! It was when we were 6 and we met at a gala here in Gotham! A older women was being incredibly mean to me and he stood up for me telling me that he'd have his dad kick her out. We were always meeting up over the summer and started dating at the beginning of senior year!
Jon-Oh so you know Arabic?
Lila-What?
Jon smirking-Well Damian didnt learn English until he was 8, his first language is English. Also you couldn't possibly have met Damian here when he was 6 because Damian didn't come to Gotham until he was 10. When his dad was informed that he had a son. On top of that Damian spends every summer with his family and closest friends. Actually he usually spends a few weeks on my family's farm, this summer he didnt because he went to Paris with Marinette. Also at the beginning of senior year? St. Cloud, when did Damian ask Marinette out.
St. Cloud- Beginning of the summer at Mr. Wayne's first charity gala of the summer, he asked her while they were dancing. It was really cute and Marinette looked amazing in her MDC dress!
Mari-Thank you St. Cloud, I could give you her number if you'd like a dress
Lila runs away embarrassed the class starring at Jon and Marinette in shock.
Alya-who-who do you think you are?!
Mari-Alya do you really not recognize your idols son?
Marinette is disappointed as she introduces them to Jon Kent, after that the teacher finally forces the French class out, while also telling them how kuch trouble they'll be in.
The class starts trying to get on Marinette's good side for the rest of the year but she ignores them. Prom comes and goes and when its finally time for graduation Damian is valedictorian. He gives a fairly inspirational speech and at the end he smirks finishing it with.
Dami-And lastly I would like to thank my eldest brother, without him Id never be able to give this sappy inspirational speech, he is really good at them.
When they throw their caps in the air Damian finds Marinette and dips her pulling her into a deep kiss.
That night while they are all celebrating at the Wayne Mansion Marinette finally lets go of Paris, she decides that her place is in Gotham with Damian.
Lets do a time skip!
Marinette is the top name in Fashion, Damian is Co-Ceo of Wayne enterprises with Tim. They are both married and living in Marinette's penthouse together with Margaery, I am to emotionally invested to kill off her or Alfred even if it is do to age. They visit the mansion almost every day, and family dinners are common.
Jon started going out with St. Cloud and are engaged, he has also taken up the mantle of Superman.
Damian has taken up the mantle of Batman with his Robin, Johnn'i Thomas Grayson-Wayne, Richard and Koriand'r's second child that did not inherit his mothers powers, and his partner Ladybird. That is until Marinette discovers she is pregnant. She surprises the family while they are getting their family portrait redone, with only Kori and the photographer knowing.
All the girls are in chairs with the boys behind them. Seating goes.
Babs, Kate, Selina, Marinette, Kori, Stephanie, and Cass. For a few of the pictures Marinette holds up a sign saying, "Another Wayne is on the way!" Then they hide the sign so they have a regular family portrait.
A few days later when the entire family is gathered to see the photos they are surprised when Bruce stars at them in shock. Alfred and Margaery merly smile offering congratulations, everyone is confused until Bruce turns the picture around.
Damian is looking at the pictures in shock until he jumps up and picks up Marinette spinning her around. Soon everyone is screaming and cheering offering congratulations. While Damian and Marinette hold each other close crying softly.
Mari-Your gonna be a Daddy Dove.
Damian-I love you so much Marinette. So much.
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