The next day
Damian woke up a bit later than the usual and did his morning routine, consisting of taking a warm shower, getting nicely dressed, grooming himself in a professional manner, and insulting something he thought of.
"Couch, I don't like the way you just sit there and do nothing. Useless garbage". He really did insult anything but considered himself sane.
He went downstairs and into the kitchen. He found Marinette eating cereal but said nothing about it. Until he heard the doorbell ring.
" Who's that". He said. Not really a question.
"Great, the fabrics are here"! Marinette quickly ignored Damian and opened the doors.
" Miss Marinette "? Said the guy looking at his clipboard.
" Yes, that would be me".
"Good, we've brought the fabrics and your other sewing materials" .
"Great, please, come this way".
The man talking to her picked up two huge boxes of fabric and followed her in. Damian saw the two boxes and could not believe it somehow.
'that much fabric'? He thought. But then came about ten more men each coming with two more boxes that were labeled fabric as well.
Now Damian understood what she meant. But he wasn't going to say anything.
Until, about five more extra men came with more boxes that read sewing machines, yarns, needles, and a lot more materials. So in total, there were now 32 huge boxes in the house filled with her designing stuff, was all Damian was thinking about now.
And after a few more minutes, all of the men left.
Marinette waived goodbye to them all and returned back to eating her cereal. As if nothing ever happened.
Marinette finished her cereal and washed her plate until she saw Damian just standing there.
" you know, the kitchen is shared, so you don't have to wait for me to leave. Unless I'm too lame for your stature". And with that, she left off and started unpacking and organizing her things in her brand new designing room. Though, most of the fabrics were stored in the supply closet right outside of the room
"PENNYWORTH" ! Shouted Damian. Marinette heard and quickly went downstairs.
"If you haven't remembered, only we live here. No Pennyworth or whatever. Just you and me. So go find a way to do things yourself. Teach yourself to cook or something because I'm not going to be your personal servant". And with that, she returned happily knowing she finally gave him a piece of reality.
" Tikki, do you think I'll ever be able to leave this place "?
" what do you mean Marinette? You can leave whenever you want. You're not chained or anything at all".
" No, that's not what I meant. Do you think I'll ever be free, single and stuff".
"Oh, I can't predict the future Marinette, but I'm sure it'll all end good. I'm sure if it".
" if you say so".
Back with Damian
He went through a few cupboards and found a simple white glass bowl. He found some cereal and looked at the health information wanting to know if it was healthy at all. It was alright, until he went for the milk. There were two gallons and only one of them was opened. He looked at the health information there as well until he read
Caffeine included
He remembered seeing Marinette pour a lot of milk into her cereal and pour herself a large glass of milk.
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FanfictionMarinette was just a normal girl still living in her parents bakery. She loved the idea of becoming a well known fashion designer but was afraid of rejection and everything that stops one from dreaming. And, she was 23. Damian was just not, a normal...