Inside the Tent

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For Maribat March Day 2: Circus

"Inside the tent"

(Note: hinted sibling brucinette)

Quickly slipping on her heels and her coat, Marinette got off the car. Sending a kiss to the cheek to her pseudo father, she said a quick "Thank you Alfie! " and ran off.

She cursed her heritage for making her wear heels, she lifted her dress just below her knees to run faster.

"Shit! I'm so late!" she whispered as she moves closer to the circus tent.

By the time she arrived at the entrance, she heard a sudden snap.

She let out a loud gasp as two of the trapeze performers came falling to the ground.

Oh no not again.

Screams erupted around the tent as the two performers hut the ground. There was no way that they would survive that.

Marinette couldn't just stand there and do nothing, so quickly scanned the area for her brother, who came earlier than her. Seeing no sign of him, Marinette assumed that he must've changed into his 'costume'.

While scanning the area, she almost missed the hint of green, red, and yellow at one of the towers. Looking at the corpses again, she noticed that they were the Mary and John Grayson, the flying Graysons, they are famous for their quadruple flip. They travel the world with the circus with their son-

Shit the son!

Marinette rushed into the ladder and started to climb to the top. She realized that her shoes were slowing her down so she disposed of them immediately.

Thank god, those were a headache.

When she arrived at the top, She removed her coat and wrapped the traumatized boy as fast as she can. She can hear his quiet sobs as she carefully pulled him into a hug.

Marinette rocked herself back and forth to calm down the sobbing child, singing the lullabies she heard as a kid.

A few moments later, she looked at the chaos below them and she noticed that the bodies were moved somewhere else. Most of the people have left already. There were police sirens outside the tent. It is most likely that they forgot about the boy since they haven't found them yet.

Remembering her own parents' death, she couldn't help but feel sad for the child she's holding. So she held him closer and continued to sing lullabies until he fell asleep.



Not edited 💀 I'm in a rush

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