Daminette Wrong Number

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Marinette's POV
As we got off the plane and took our luggage with difficulty due to the sausage hair I might add, I asked miss bustier if I could go to the washroom handing Chloe my phone as I went. I slashed water on my face looking at my reflection not surprised as I saw the face of a sleepy girl staring back, I quickly run my hands through the mess of my hair and left it loose. I ran to my class only to see that they were gone...along with my luggage, money and phone. I still had some bills along with Tikki, Plagg and Khaki so that was a bonus.

I walked out of the airport, I looked for a cafe nearby to quench my hunger. I was in no hurry since I knew that because I won the trip-the whole class wouldn't be able to check in without me and I was going to take my sweet time. It was almost nighttime and I know most people would call me crazy for roaming around the city of crime alone at time but I was really hungry plus I can take care of myself.

After a little walking, I found a cute little cafe. I went in an ordered a blueberry cheesecake pastry. It was soo nice, I gave a little to the 3 kwawmis who agreed with me. I ordered an ice tea too to quench my thirst, just as I was sipping it occasionally letting the kwamis under the table, I heard a loud bang and then crazy laughter. The door of the cafe blasted open and men wearing purple suits and clown masks came barging in with a man wearing clown make up, a red and orange suit and a big crazy smile in the middle. Joker. Yes I know who the Joker is I am not crazy to come in the city of crime without doing my research, I also knew who the bats were. The Waynes. I mean seriously who else would be able to afford those crazy expensive gadgets, though I still didn't know what everyone in the Wayne family looked like or their names, but the others did, I didn't have any time to hack into their computers because of the careers. Anyway back to the crazy phycopath with no fashion sense who wants to kill everyone who is standing in the cafe I am standing in.

"Hello Everyone!! Hahaha he hee he hoo hoo ha! So here's the deal - either one of you volunteers or everyone here dies!"

"What!!"

I was vaguely aware of the stares everyone was giving me but I was too angry to care.
"Hello there pretty cupecake! Well you see I was just saying-"

"Oh I HEARD YOU! LISTEN YOU CRAZY MAN! I HAVE HAD QUITE THE MONTH!! I AM NOT IN THE MOOD TO LISTEN TO YOUR NONSENSE OR PHYCOLOGICAL AND CHILDHOOD PROBLEMS!! I DID COME FROM ANOTHER CONTINENT TO HAVE A BREAK TO BEAR YOUR NONSENSE!!! AND WHAT IS THAT! YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO FASHION SENSE WHATSOEVER!! HAVE YOU GOT BO SHAME!! NO SELF RESPECT?!? LITERALLY DRESSING LIKE A CLOWN?? GO CHANGE RIGHT NOW!! AND TELL YOUR MINIONS TO CLEAN THIS MESS!! AND MR. JOKER CAN YOU TELL ME WHY YOU HAVE SCARS ALL OVER YOUR FACE! YOU ARE NOT FREAK! STOP ACTING LIKE ONE AND FOR GODS SAKE GO TO A HOSPITAL OR JUST WAIT!"

I noticed that which talking I hit, disarmed and rendered 7 of his men unconscious as they were trying to hurt the people of the cafe.

I opened my bag with the kismis and took out a mini first aid kit and started applying ointment on Joker and his minion'd faces and arms as forced them to kneel down or sit on a nearby chair. I checked for injuries to any of the people in the cafe and treated some of them too, they just had cuts. Satisfied with my work I smiled at all of them with releif and happiness. Then turned to the minions smiling.

"Well what are waiting for! Clean your mess after apologizing to these nice people! And then you can go!"

Then Joker spoke.

"Well you heard the young lady. Go on! We are sorry to all here for the inconvenience we caused."

Everyone was so shocked. They looked at me like I was either a savior or an alien.
While the minions cleaned I sat next to Joker and he told me that his real name was Arthur Fleck, though not even the bats knew that and that he was one a party clown. I told him my name and how ai came here and how all my class turned against me, he offered to kill Lila but I told him that I would be devastated if I had someone's blood on my hands and be pretty upset. I also told him about my identities along with my friends...I felt like I could trust him and after all he trusted me with so many of his own deepest secrets it was only fair. I gave him my MSB card and told him that I would love to design and make a suit for him for free. By the time he was done describing what kind of a suit he wanted, I already had a design ready in my drawing pad which I carried everywhere...until it was full than I just replaced it.

Then suddenly the fixed door was opened harshly as the BatFam came-
Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, Orphan and Spoiler and I think they were talking to Oracle with the earpiece they each kept their left hand on.

They looked so shocked when they saw all of the civilians safe and Joker sitting next to see casually sipping the yummy ice tea and scrumptious blueberry cheesecake pasties with me and his minions who too were sitting peacefully ina circle sitting on the chairs devouring the food and beverages.

"Um what's happening here? This is new?", Batman spoke in his gruff voice.

"Well hello batsy! You see I was just talking to my new niece WHO IS NOW UNDER THE PROTECTION OF ME AND ALL THE VILLAINS OF GOTHAM! IF ANYONE HURTS THIS LITTLE ANGEL! I WILL DROP A BOMB ON YOUR HOME AND KILL EVERYONE YOU KNOW!"

Then he bid me goodbye and hugged me as I tried to convince his to not drop a bomb on anyone's house or kill anyone especially ony behalf. He promised to visit me and introduce his friends to me and I did too.

After he was gone. The people of the cafe were questioned a very confused batfam. To my embarrassment some people actually recorded the whole event. I immediately requested them not to post any of it and some listened too.
The bats took me to an alley as they wanted to talk to me.

The bats were very shocked and they looked at me with...awe? When I introduced them they seemed too shocked and enthusiastic. Then when Batman asked of I was happy with my family, I gulped. I had heard that Bruce Wayne had a...an adopting problem.

In hushed voices I replied.
"Monsieur Wayne! You will not adopt me."
At this the bats stiffened.

"W-W-Wa-Wayne? You mean Bruce Wayne? I think you ma be-"

"Save it. I know your identities. It's not rocket science. Plus my friends hacked your computer and the Batcave."

"...Unfortunately, well fortunately for you I don't know this place very well, I don't pay attention to anything unless in fashion, art or music or sports and stuff. I don't know your names I just know Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle Wayne and a Timothy Wayne and no one else in your family.

I don't know your names or how you look like except the ones I named but my friends do, they haven't told me yet and for some reason they don't seem to eager to. So where were we oh yeah Monsieur Wayne don't you dare, you are famous for adopting kids and I just happen to look like the kids you seen to adopt. One of the first things that came up when I searched your name a few days ago when you sponsered my trip was that you adopt a lot. I am sorry to be the one to tell you this but—you have a problem. One more thing that I would love to express to you is that — Monsieur Wayne there are these things that people wear...how do I explain this...uuuuuhhhh...you see most of the population of the world's wears these-clothes. These are known as PANTS. They are pretty known but you seen to not know about them... atleast the girls are fashionable and the current traffic light birdy seems to know about them too. Listen sir...I am Marinette the new heroine...and I with the help of my friends will save Fashion in this fashion senseless city."
As I finished my speech, all the heroes save Batman and Robin started laughing but I thought I saw a smile on Robin's face.

"Bruce...haahaha she....haahahaha you..."

Nightwing was trying to form a sentence in between of the laughter but was failing miserably.

"Let me guess the current Robin is his actual son. I can see the resemblance."

At this they laughed harder.
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