It's Not A Miraculous Dream

A Celebration Cut Short

  Damian lied down on his bed, looking to his - normally - boring ceiling, giving the texture a tired expression. 'Between school and my ceiling; I - honestly - like the ceiling better.' Damian tiredly thought, having just finished that week's homework. It had only been a week since the Akuma attack with Hawk Moth, but that didn't stop people from being so anxious about the outcome. Once the news learned of the relocation, the students were allowed to stay home that week, but still did school work from their devices. Damian wasn't very fond of that part, but it beat seeing all of his classmates, which he didn't really interact with, anyway. He could only handle people for so long before his Katana was cleaned and ready, except for his Family, whom made it out of the situation unharmed. Damian was - secretly - glad they were alright, but that didn't stop the teen from hating his school more for it. 'I can't wait to graduate...' Damian coolly thought, tiredly sighing soon after. "Master?" Dekku sweetly asked, nuzzling close to the teen's cheek. Damian hummed, gently stroking the Kwami's fluff. Dekku quiety purred, slowly leaning further into the teen's skin. "Do you think we could visit Ladybug, at some point? You seem to like fighting along side her!" Dekku happily chirped, hearing his Master huff. Damian rubbed his face, the exhaustion slowly leaving his tired orbs. "I don't know, Dekku. I don't even know her identity, let alone where - in Paris - she lives." Damian casually spoke before sitting up, grabbing his laptop. Dekku watched as Damian typed into the searchbar, only getting short - sometimes vague - answers. Typing after typing was heard, none of which seeming comfortable with stopping. After a few minutes, Damian narrowed his eyes, rubbing the bridge of his annoyed nose for comfort. 'Who could she be?' 'Sadly, there are a lot of blue-haired women in Paris, making it slightly more difficult...' 'Then again, my Miraculous changes my appearance, probably doing the same for her.' Damian roughly thought, gently rubbing his eyes before typing away again. Dekku only watched, folding his fins together. 'I guess that's his Father's side shining through...' 'Like mine and Papa's love for Quirks...' Dekku sorrowfully thought, quickly wiping his eyes from the oncoming tears. 'No!' 'Now is not the time to cry!' 'I should try to see what I can do...' Dekku softly thought, flying over to the keys. Damian stopped typing for a moment, watching his Kwami sit on the letter 'K'. Damian rose a dark brow, observing Dekku's concentrated features. 'Look for a blue-haired, teenaged Female with Bluebell eyes and short stature in Paris, France...' Dekku hopefully thought, feeling a twinge of static around him. Looking up, Damian saw the bright screen glitch to green, the view distorting for a moment before showing a map. Looking closer, Damian could make out some french streets in Paris, one sitting very close to a bakery. 'I think Father ordered something from there recently...' Damian coolly thought, though unsure of the exact purpose. He wasn't aware of any events coming up, nor why his Father needed so much from the bakery. 'Who knows.' Shrugging, Damian looked around the area before clicking the bakery icon, watching the website pop up. Dekku nearly drooled, observing the many baked sweets shown above. Damian stroked the creatures head, snapping the sheepish bat out of their trance. 'Maybe I can sneak one for Dekku.' Damian casually thought, feeling the creature's eyes glance his way. Looking back to the screen, Damian scrolled around, almost missing the Family photo. 'So, they're the bakers?' Damian quizzically thought, clicking the picture for the full image. The Family of three were standing in front of the "Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie", all three baring a smile. "Tom and Sabine sound nice!" Dekku happily chirped, momentarily confusing his Master. 'Has he ever heard of those names, before?' Damian quizzically thought, only to hear an agitated squeak soon after. Damian merely huffed at the Kwami before going back to his research.

  Tom was a tall, buff Male with tan skin and short brown hair with a mustache to boost. His Pickle Green orbs seemed to have a smile of their own, laying above his comb mustache and round nose. He wore a Baby Blue t-shirt with tan pants that folded on the ends. Sabine was the very opposite, baring milky skin and short, deep blue hair, similar to Ladybug. Her grey orbs were small, but shown many shades of determination through the screen. She wore a patterned, short sleeved Chinese kimono with Pastel Purple pants. The last one certainly caught Damian's eye, making it almost uncanny of her identity. There - standing in front of the couple - was a petite girl who's Bluebell orbs seemingly captured many faces by storm. She appeared to be the spitting image of her Mother, excluding the seemingly rare eye color for the Family. The girl wore a white tank-top with a pink flower design on the top left, her deep brown jacket having rolled up sleeves. Her Sakura Pink pants folded closer to her calves, the insides appearing more pastel. Her deep blue hair were in pigtails, the same pigtails Damian remembered Ladybug having. 'I finally found you...' Damian looked around the screen, finally finding the names. "Tom Dupain, Sabine Cheng, and Marinette Dupain-Cheng." Damian calmly stated, hearing a soft coo from Dekku. "So, she's a Chinese Parisian? That is amazing!" Dekku excitedly spoke with his geeking mode activated. Damian playfully rolled his eyes, looking back at the happy business picture. 'I wonder who all knows you, Dupain-Cheng...' Damian coolly thought before a knock sounded. Hiding his laptop, Damian held Dekku close, keeping the Kwami in his shirt. "Come in!" Damian called, watching as the door softly opened, revealing a familiar elder. "Master Damian; Master Bruce would like to see you and Lord Dekku in the Batcave. It is important." Alfred calmly spoke, watching the two in question face each other. 'What happened?' The two thought in unison, quickly nodding to Alfred. "We're coming, Thank you." Damian coolly stated, watching Alfred leave soon after. The room fell silent, nothing but the small amount of birds singing outside and the room's breathers inside being heard. 'Maybe I can ask Father about visiting Paris.' Damian shortly thought, slowly sighing before he stood to walk to his door. "Ready, Master?" Dekku softly asked, feeling a head pat. Damian softly hummed, opening his door. "As ready as I'll ever be." Damian coolly muttered, finally closing his door behind them.