Gotham's Twins

Chapter Fourteen

So I did fuck with everyone's ages. Damian's 12, Tim's 15, Jason and Marinette are 17, and Dick's 22. I wanted them all to be closer in age.

Also, major OCness. I can't pin down Bruce.

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The car ride was brief. But while they drove, Marinette and Jason chatted about their lives apart. Jason told her about being Robin and then Red Hood, and then about the Waynes. Marinette talked about being Ladybug and her foster family, she told him about being the Guardian and her friends. She left out the part about Lila and her pathological lying.

Talking with Jason was amazing, Marinette missed talking with someone who was on the same wavelength, even Adrien, her partner, didn't think quite the same way.

"Well," Jason said, pulling into the driveway of a freakishly large mansion. "Here we are."

Marinette hopped out of the car before Jason parked it, she was careful not to upset the sleeping cat on her lap.

"Pix! The hell are you doing" You're gonna get hurt!" Jason called from the car.

"I've fallen off buildings and seen my own death, I don't think jumping out of a car is that much of a risk." Marinette said, smiling and bounding up the stairs of Wayne Manor

"You've seen your what?" Jason chased after her.

Marinette giggled but froze as the door opened suddenly. She quickly placed the cat in her sweater and covered it with her arms; they didn't need to know she practically kidnapped a stray kitten.

In front of her stood a clean-shaven man who was even more massive than Jason. Marinette's eyes widened almost comically. It was Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne.

"I--uh, hi," Marinette squeaked. She had faced supervillains and Akumas of massive power, but seeing her twin brother's adoptive father was probably the scariest thing she'd ever faced.

"Hello there." Bruce said, he seemed to be studying Marinette, probably taking note of the wiggling lump in Marinette's sweater vest.

"Jesus, B, stop scaring her." Jason said, coming up beside Marinette and throwing an arm over her shoulder.

Bruce smiled at his son and nodded at Marinette. He opened the door and gestured for the twins to enter the manor.

Marinette smiled brightly, she wasn't going to let this man scare her, despite her shaky introduction. Bruce seemed a little taken aback by her smile, though she didn't know why.

The entrance room was absolutely beautiful. Fancy bookshelves covered most of the gray walls, casting a dark aesthetic over the room when paired with the intricate--and probably expensive--carpets. It was an inspiration heaven.

"Marinette!" Dick, who was running towards the trio waiting in the hall, screamed before scooping up the girl in question in a hug.

Marinette giggled as Dick twirled her in circles. "Hey, Dick!"

"Aw, Mari, it's so good to see you!" He said, squeezing her tightly.

"You two know each other?" Bruce asked.

Dick finally let go of Marinette, who had scratch marks covering her stomach from the cat attack (words of advice: cats don't like being sandwiched between two people).

"Of course, B! I was the first one to see her in Gotham! I figured out the whole mystery connection!" Dick boasted, eyes closed and smiling proudly. "Which makes me Marinette's favorite!"

Marinette rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Hey! I'm Marinette's favorite!" Jason glared at his adoptive brother.