Marinette's class gets chosen to go on a trip to Gotham. There, she makes new friends, finds love and oddly enough, keeps on running into the local villains and vigilantes of Gotham.
The tour of Wayne Enterprises was mind numbingly boring, so finally being able to go have lunch was a relief, I thought, absentmindedly eating before being distracted by an inquisitive voice.
"Is that original? How'd you manage to buy one of those?" Wondered Grayson, our tour guide, referring to my clothes, I presumed.
"With great difficulty." I had responded simply, if not a tad sarcastic. He then smiled as if amused by something and struggled to hide a laugh.
Suddenly, I got brought out of my thoughts by one of the foulest laughs I had ever heard, accompanied by the steps of around a dozen men.
I nearly felt out of my seat in surprise and groaned at my misfortune. The men, finally coming into view seemed to be goons of the Riddler. While I was contemplating whether I should do something about him, one of his goons grabbed me by the arm.
I instinctively threw the first punch, knocking him out cold. Reluctantly, I had begun fighting the others. Luckily, they were taken care of fairly quickly because of genuinely weak they were. To me it seemed like they had no combat experience.
Before I could start heading over to the Riddler (to finish off what I had started) Batman had arrived, trudging gloomily towards me while his sidekicks(?) dealt with the villain with relative ease.
"Who are you?" Inquired Batman looking at me so intensely I couldn't help but look anywhere but his face.
I remained motionless for a few seconds until I could finally speak properly, "I'm a student here with my class from Paris." It seemed as though Batman was analysing me forever up to the time he had to leave with the Riddler.
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