Sorry in advance.
It was a beautiful day in Gotham, and Timothy Drake had just ordered his favorite coffee (black with eight shots of espresso and an energy drink) at his favorite place (Starbucks on Steroids). He was feeling brave.
He should have saved that courage for later. He would need it later.
So, he called a family meeting. Drunk on caffeine, he said he had an informative PowerPoint to show them. The Batfamily, not willing to risk his caffeinated, anxiety induced wrath, agreed to it.
The PowerPoint had only two slides.
How To Survive An Angry/Grumpy/ Marinette-Deprived Demon Spawn:
By Timothy Jackson Drake.
The second slide simply stated:
Call Marinette and Run.
Tim had to call Marinette about five minutes after that.
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Daminette Oneshots
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