🔐Meeting Under the Fireworks🔐

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They decided not to go. Not just yet anyway. They told Bruce Wayne that they were merely two 18 year olds and that they'd go when they turn 21 if they were to be invited. Bruce Wayne respected that and admitted he didn't know they were that young. He even praised them for their success. And now it was 3 years ahead, and as they promised they said yes to the invitation. Damian knew that here he would see his family once more, one he hasn't seen he'd be lying if he said he wasn't excited. On the other hand, he was really nervous. He had hacked into the Batcave computer around a year after he ran away. The cameras and audio connected and soon heard what they were talking about.

Him. They were talking about him.

"So he didn't kill him, Bruce," the familiar voice of Timothy Drake could be heard, "The accusation must've hurt him and also that we didn't trust him-" "And that's why he ran away," another voice, Richard 'Dick' Grayson's. Their voices were heavily filled with regret. "Some detectives we are," Jason Todd said. "We'll leave you alone to process this," Dick said guiding his brothers out the cave, while Bruce sinks in his chair. "Alfred?" "Yes, sir?" "I have failed again haven't I?"

They knew the truth, and he saw that the search parties had only doubled after that. All the Waynes' smiles had started to fade, Gotham seemed to be a lot darker, and after two years the Waynes hardly smiled at all. He doesn't want to admit it but seeing his family in pain because he ran away had pained him as well. A part of him said that they deserved it but he knew otherwise. His mind was still in deep thought even as he got ready.

Marinette seemed to notice his predicament. "Hey, stop. You're overthinking again," she said gently as she took his tie and puts it on for him. "I don't know, Angel, what if they notice? They're not the world's greatest detectives for no reason," he mind in a whirlwind. "If they do then it's meant to happen. Nothing happens without reason remember?" she tries to reassure him. He takes a deep breath, "Yeah, you're right. Just like how I met you." He kisses her forehead. "Ready Mrs. Wayne?" "As I'll ever be Mr. Wayne."

The two stepped out of their limo and were immediately surrounded by paparazzi. They dogged their questions and entered the manor. They made small talk with people but then came people who were familiar with Marinette. Jagged and Penny Stone. They talk spontaneously and suddenly Jagged said, "You haven't changed much in the five years you were gone Nette." Marinette froze and as did Damian. "What?" she said. "I know it's you Nettie, MDC, my little rocking niece, I'd recognize your designs anywhere. Besides, we heard what happened at your school," Jagged and Penny gave the younger girl a sad smile. "Why didn't you tell us, M?" Penny asked.

"I-," the girl addressed started, "I didn't want to bother you. It seems unfair that I would just dump everything on you both. You deserve more than that." "But so do you," Penny put a hand on the younger girl's shoulder, "Stop thinking about others too much, you matter as well." Marinette gave them a teary smile and hugged them both, "I missed you guys." "We missed you too." They stayed like that for a minute until Marinette broke the hug, "I'd like you both to meet my husband, Dove? Your choice." She gave him a reassuring smile.

"Damian," he said, "Damian Wayne." Jagged froze for a second before chuckling, "Of course your ol' Brucie's kid, yer scowls match." "You know him?" Damian asked. "Yup, we're old high school friends," he stopped for a second, "He was real worried when you went missing you know that? Wouldn't stop calling me every day. That's why we teamed up to find you both." Damian felt guilt as Jagged told him how his father had worried. Jagged turned to look at both young adults. "He would be real happy if you wanted to see him, what'd ya say?"

Marinette squeezed Damian's hand once more and he thought about it. After a couple moments of silence, he nodded and Jagged led them to the gardens where they would find Bruce and his family. "Yo Brucie! Got Mr. D and Mrs. M over here! Thought you'd like to meet them.

1 minute to midnight.

Bruce stood up and walked over to them the rest of the family following behind.

30 seconds.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both, Mr. D. Mrs. M," Bruce said shaking their hands.

10 seconds.

The person addressed as Mrs. M nodded but Mr. D didn't.

Five.

His hands reached for his mask.

Four.

His hands found the ends of said item.

Three.

His fingers peeled the glue off.

Two.

He pulls it away from his face.

One.

He opens his eyes as fireworks started and people started wishing happy new years.

"Hello, Father."

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The long-awaited ending. This wraps up December folks! Hope you enjoyed this journey with me. I wish you all a Happy New Year!  Stay for more part 2-s of some one-shots!

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