Daminette Oneshots

Blind Date

-Chloe sets her up on a Blind Date with a random person.
-They are 28.

Marinette's POV

I hate you, Chloe! Why did you have to set me up?

The man across from me is boring and slightly creepy. His name is Chad, his last time at the gym was in high school, and he says that he wants someone to raise his kids. At home. Permanently. I would have to give up being MDC and Nettie! To top it off, I don't think he's asked a single question about me all night!

Ugh, Chloe....JUST WHY. I excuse myself and go to the 'bathroom,' but not before leaving enough money on my chair to pay for my barely touched dinner.

As I leave the restaurant to go home, I hear multiple footsteps behind me. I turn a few corners, but the sound follows me. I walk into a dead end alley, making the thugs think they have me.

"Hello, boys. You here to rob me?" I say without turning around as they approach me. "Give me all your jewelry, missy, or maybe my finger'll slip." A slimy voice says. I feel a piece of cold metal press against my forehead.

I turn toward the voice to see a dirty man dressed in rags with his buddies right behind him. I quickly disarm slimeball number one, smacking the butt of his gun into his forehead. Before the rest can react, I whack slimeball two and three, rendering them all unconscious.

I grab some zip ties from my dress pocket, tying up their hands and feet while I dial the authorities. Soon enough, I hear sirens as a police car pulls up.

"Hello ma'am. Are you all right?" I nod, giving them a run down of what happened. They stare at me in awe. "Lady, you just took down criminals we've been trying to apprehend for months! How'd you feel about joining the police force?" I shake my head.

"No thanks. I'm good being a civilian." Suddenly, a Batboy drops from the shadows. Robin approaches the officers. They seem to have a conversation, because Robin walks over to me. "Hello, miss. I would like to know how you managed to take down armed robbers even the police couldn't catch." I shrug.

"My maman was part of the League. She taught me what she knew before she was killed." He stares at me, shocked. "You know..." I smile at him.

"Yes. I was an assassin for the League for awhile to pay off my mother's debts. I know who your family is, Damian Wayne." He sighs, running a hand through his hair.

"All right. Just promise me you won't cause trouble." I give him a deadpan look.

"I've been living here for five years. I won't cause trouble, but sometimes it comes to me." He nods, accepting the answer before saluting the officers and grappling away.