This is basically another Daminette I wrote for fun.
Enjoy or don't 🤷 your choice.
Marinette, after suffering for so long, finally sees a light at the end of the tunnel. She won a class trip to Gotham and now she finally has a chance to be a norma...
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Damian did not expect many things when he returned with his wife's breakfast (O, how he secretly enjoyed calling her that). In all honesty, he expected her teasing his idiotic brothers or even them teasing her while the blond demon threatened them. What he did not expect was for every single member of his family save for Timoty Drake, lining the living room wall with depressed auras while mumbling under their breath while the magic trio were laughing on the couch.
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Safe to say, it left the former assassin confused until he heard, "Marinette style! Boo-ya." as Marinette smiled smugly at Tim.
"But ... but ... HOW?" Tim shouts as he stares bewildered between the TV screen that was currently flashing a GAME OVER and Marinette. "I did warn you." Marinette laughingly says, causing the magic trio to laugh harder as Tim joins the Bat-fam in sulking along the wall. "That's 6 wins and 0 losses to the gaming queen!" Chloe chuckles while wiping a tear away.
"How did you beat ALL of us at our favorite games!? That's impossible!" Dick suddenly shouted as he jumped away from the wall with renewed optimism, to stare the bluenette down. "Games ... video games, board games... I'm just lucky I guess." Marinette teased with a shoulder shrug as the trio on the couch snickered. "Melody remains undefeated so what shall be our victory reward ladies ?" Luka asked once the laughter died down while leaning back into the couch.
"Breakfast, I guess." Chloe grumbled as she finally noticed Damian standing in the doorway. "Mon Amour! I have taken revenge, now shower me in praise ... wait, is that coffee?" Marinette excitedly exclaimed until she smelled the heavenly aroma coming from the cup Damian carried in his right hand. "For you, Habibti." Damian calmly states as he hands her the anti-zombie liquid and plate with French toast, cut-up fruit, and honey.
"Give him a wife and suddenly he can cook." Jason grumbled from his spot on the wall, still sulking about his utter defeat. "Master Jason is correct. Master Damian, I hope you did not destroy the kitchen again. Remember, the microwave is not an oven nor a stovetop." Alfred says as he walks into the room carrying seven boxes. Damian turned tomato red, leaving everyone in the room shrieking in laughter. "What are those boxes for Pennyworth?" Damian smoothly asks, trying to change the topic, although Marinette could still see the red on the tips of his ears.
