Daminette December

2022: 12-Feather

It had been five years since Marinette had been back in Paris. So much had changed since she took that scholarship in Gotham. Many of the class had called her a 'deserter' or a 'traitor' for leaving them, others had been happy to get rid of a 'bully'.

Marinette had found happiness in Gotham. She had loved the art program. She had found many people loved her designs and her business took off. Marinette quickly gained a following for her ballgowns. Moving to Gotham had been the best thing she had ever done.

Marinette knew no one would probably recognize her. She had cut her hair into a pixie cut. She had long since ditched the pink and gravitated more towards lavender and black. The thought of Juleka coming to her for designs 'cause of their similar tastes made her giggle. Her clothes had gotten darker, sleeker, and worthy of Jagged Stone. She had gotten a couple tattoos, but her favorite tattoo was the red feather on her forearm.

"Marinette!" a voice shouted.

She turned and saw someone she hadn't seen in a long time: Alya.

"It is you!" she shouted, "Are you back, in Paris, to ask out Adrien?"

"Huh?" Marinette questioned, confused.

Alya pointed at the tattoo on her arm.

"The competitions you won!" Alya exclaimed, "The hat you made and he wore! It's so cute!"

"That's not-" Marinette began to explain.

"He wanted to see you, too!" Alya declared.

" But the tattoo-" Mari interrupted.

Alya smiled, gleefully, "I already texted him and he's on his way! Just hide it, if you don't want him to see it! I can't wait to see you together! What do you think will be your first date?"

Marinette sighed.

'How in the world does Alya think I came back to Paris for Adrien? It seems like she's grasping at straws for us to be together. Adrien's hat had been a pigeon feather; it definelty wasn't red. Alya hasn't changed one bit. She's still stubborn and gets blinders on when she's set on something.'

She rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone.

Angel: SOS

Angel: Come rescue me from idiots of my past

Demon: Where are you?

Angel: Park by my parents. Got stopped. Trying to set me up w/ my old crush.

Demon: Be there soon.

Adrien smiled, happily, as he entered the park. He waved at them, making sure they noticed him.

"Hi!" he called out.

Alya smiled, "Hey."

"So, you wanted to see me?" Adrien asked.

"Nope." Mari answered, "Alya told me that you wanted to see me, though."

Alya looked at her shocked. She hadn't expected Marinette to act that way.

'Where was the shy Marinette? She hadn't even stuttered.'

"What?" Adrien questioned.

"Look, I don't know what Alya texted you, but she started freaking out when she saw my tattoo. Alya said it was 'our symbol'." Mari explained.

"Tattoo?" the Agreste heir asked.

Marinette held up her arm and showed off her red feather.

Adrien frowned, "Why would a feather represent us?"