Since Wayne Were You His Daughter

Biology Is A Wonderful Thing, Wayne Part 2

Alright...

Quick things I wanna say before we begin...

•Richard's name WON'T be censored, and this time, he's actually in this chapter. This is his name and won't censor his name cuz again...it's his name. You got a problem with it, don't blame me.

•Remember how I said that Marinette and Damian would be the same age...I changed that. Marinette is Jon's age just cuz I totally see Damian giving the shovel talk to Jon and Jon's just like 'wut do u mean? She's basically my sister. Go threaten Adrien, they're actually dating.'

•There will be no curses. (Other than Richard's name) a few curses are kinda implied, only when Jason's talking. He doesn't actually swear though...sooo

•I have a lot to say about Madame Bustier, not much is good. I didn't incorporate too much salt because that isn't really a main idea for this fanfic (I'm totally down to add tons of it should anyone want it)

•Sabine is a martial artist and taught Marinette. Like I mean, league of assassins type of martial artist.

•this is after Marinette becomes guardian so she's basically really tired and running on lots of coffee and doesn't put too much thought into what she's saying so she kinda sounds really different than in the show

Ye

Setting: Gotham, New Jersey

Genre: slight romance/family

Word count: 5697

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Marinette couldn't help but sigh in frustration.

As soon as Marinette had cleaned up, gotten dressed and stepped out of her hotel room, Madame Bustier was just...there.

Standing there very creepily.

Yes, Marinette knew she didn't mean to come off that way but she should know better than to just stand and wait outside a students room.

Even if this is Gotham.

"Good morning, Marinette!" the red headed teacher said with a bright smile. At this point, Marinette was convinced that the cheery grin was her default expression and she wasn't sure if that was concerning or not.

"Good morning, Madame Bustier." Marinette said, forcing a bright smile onto her face.

She was tired, sue her. She got left behind...WHILE SHE WAS TRYING TO SAVE PARIS, sorry if she just wants the class to wait a few more measly minutes.

It took her 5 minutes to stop Mr. Pigeon.

Does that mean that her teacher didn't even let her students have a bathroom break after a what...8 and a half hour flight?!

Not to mention the mental and emotional drain of being anywhere near her biological father's adopted son.

So yes, she was very tired.

And she was sure that whatever Madame Bustier was going to tell her, more like ask, was going to drain her of energy even more.

She may be the wearer of the Miraculous of luck, but Marinette was by no means lucky.

At least right now she wasn't.

"I stopped by your room this morning because Lila said that she would need to go to the Botanical Gardens earlier than the schedule has planned because of a few allergies she has. I was wondering if you could change the time and date of when we'd be leaving..."