Rushing Forward without looking back (Timminette)

Chapter 9:

Batman closed his eyes tightly under the cowl. Red Robin just nodded, not knowing what else to say. Red Hood on the other hand.....

"WonderWoman trained you? What's she like these days? I wonder how-" Batman cut him off with a dark scowl.

"Why was I not aware of this?" he asked, scowl deepening. Ladybug crossed her arms.

"Because Diana knew that you would interrogate my civilian identity, and I am far too exhausted for that. Now if you excuse me, I really want to go home. My-" she squinted in the distance, "Friend? Is there waiting for me. And I don't want to worry him." Batman grabbed her arm.

"You're coming back to the cave with us. I don't know who you are, and by doing this, you are-" Red Hood grabbed Batman's arm, and pulled it off of Ladybug. 

"Paws off, Batsy. She's fine. Trust me." Batman gave him an unamused stare.

"The last time I trusted you, we ended up in this mess." Jason shrugged.

"Didn't say you should always trust me, but just this once. Ladybug isn't a threat. And she can repair the damage. Right?" the three men turned to her. Ladybug shifted awkwardly on her feet.

"Yeah, normally I can only do that for Akuma attacks, but this place is different." She scrunched up her nose. "It just reeks of bad luck, and misfortune." she grabbed her yoyo. "LUCKY CHARM!" she shouted, tossing it in the air. A ladybug pattered Batarang landed in her hand. She snickered, and tossed it to Red Hood.

"Oh my god, it's adorable. I wonder if it's sharp- OW, FUCK!" he cursed, ripping his glove off, and sucking on his finger. Red Robin sighed in disbelief. She grabbed the batarang and threw it.

"MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!" she shouted, and Red Robin smiled as the familiar ladybugs washed over the city, dancing around him. Batman watched, in secret awe, as all the damages were undone. Red Hood whistled.

"That would help with our tax dollars." he remarked. The other two men paid him no attention. Ladybug walked out into the street.

"For how much I'd like to stay, Monsieur Batman, I need to get back before I get killed by my friends. I am willing to work with you during the fights, minimize the damage and the injuries, but I am not going to reveal my identity. My mask is magic, so you won't recognize me. Don't bother. Thank you, and have a nice night." she threw her yoyo out into the abyss, and swung. Red Hood didn't miss the look on Red Robin's face, pure terror when she swung back. Batman growled, and started to walk off in search of the Batmobile. Hood snorted.

"You got it bad, RR. And you just met her." Red Robin glared at him, before taking off, back home.  Hood snickered, and pulled out his phone. Multiple pictures of He and the bug arguing, but there was one picture, that they were just staring at each other, no words exchanged, and Hood found it hilarious enough to send to Wonder Woman herself. 

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Marinette dropped her transformation, and dropped on her balcony, stumbling back inside the apartment.

"Tim?" she called out, assuming he came back here. She pulled out her phone worriedly, and her eyes widened at the insane amount of missed calls from Tim, Jason, and two from Bruce. She knit her eyebrows. Since when did Jason have her number? She shook her head, and sent Tim a message.

'Tim, are you alright?' she texted, almost immediately, the three bubbles appeared.

'Yeah, I'm on my way over now. Be there soon.' Marinette shrugged off her outfit, and pulled on a pair of fluffy pj's, freezing in the bathroom mirror. She looked at the dried blood on her arm disdainfully, before jumping in shock. She had forgotten to take the antidote.

"Shit, fuck, fucking shit." she muttered under her breath as she sought out the needle in the bottom of her purse. It wasn't there. She turned to Tikki. "Tikki, I can't find it. What do I do?" the Kwami shrugged, with an apologetic smile.

"For now, maybe you can treat it as if there was an Akuma? So that it can run through your system?" The Kwami guessed. Marinette groaned, and dropped on her bed, when her front door was flung open. Tim's hair was a wild mess, and he followed her bedroom light, quickly gliding across the floor. Marinette rose a brow, and was attacked by a big hug. Tim let out a warm breath against her neck.

"I swear, why didn't you text sooner? Are you alright? Are you hurt? I saw you on the news." Marinette let the shock pass, as she linked her small arms around his torso.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Are you ok?" his laughter vibrated through his chest.

"I'm fine, bean. You weren't hit by any of the toxin were you?" she froze at the question. Tim pulled back from her, placing his arms on her shoulders. "Marinette, if you were, the toxin can last anywhere from fifteen to forty-eight hours in your system, reacting at random times. Now be honest, were you hit?" Marinette nodded slowly. Tim returned the nod. "Alright, did you receive the antidote, and if so, did you take it?" she scrunched up her nose in thought.

"Red Robin gave me the antidote, but I was distracted by the Akuma- I mean Scarecrow, and when I got home, I didn't see it in my bag." Tim closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Alright, I think I might have an extra in my bag, it was a prototype from the lab, that worked, but they came up with a new one so there was no use for it, let me check." Marinette knit her eyebrows and sat down on the couch.

"Why would you have that?" Tim grimaced.

"You can never be too prepared here I guess." he muttered, pulling out the small emergency kit from his bag. He pulled out a needle much like the one Red Robin handed her earlier, and froze. "Umm do you want me to....?" he pointed to her arm, and she nodded slowly.

"I don't really trust myself at the moment. Thank you." He gave her a small smile before making sure that she had a comfy spot, and both he and the area were clean, before he inserted the antidote. Her eyes quickly flickered down to the needle, but she didn't flinch. Tim brushed it off into the mental compartment of 'Miraculous Mysteries and shit' pile in his brain, before putting a small bandaid on her arm, and sticking everything in the trashcan, then he crashed on the couch next to her with an audible,

"Oof." Marinette laughed, and pulled herself closer to his side so that she could curl up under his arm.

"You know," she started, before lacing their fingers together. "I think Batman has some sort of OCD or whatever. Like I only jumped in because I saw the casualties, and I could reverse the damage. My question is, what's his damage? Like I don't want to purposefully kill anyone, and ugh. Why is the world just world." Tim smiled in amusement at her small outburst before kissing the top of her head, and pulling her head back down to his chest.

"I don't know, spots, but you should get some rest. I'm sure you're tired." her eyes flickered shut and the room went dark.