(Chapter 24)Marinette: Mother of Superboy

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Marinette didn’t know how she found him. She had been taking pictures of potential fashion shoot locations for her new line, not too far away from Metropolis when she heard crying.

She went searching and deep in the nearby forest she found a little boy, not older than two, with black hair and blue eyes, and her heart just melted. He was naked and had big tears streaming down his face.

And then her head nearly melted when the baby started floating.

Marinette bundled him up in her coat and noticed the bracelet; project Kr on his wrist and symbol for Cadmus.

Anger surged through and within seconds, the bracelet was destroyed. She had heard about Cadmus and the vendetta that had against Alien visitors. And there was no doubt that that was what the little boy wasp Alien.

And now, Marinette’s son.

She named him Connor Adrien Dupain-Cheng, after her friend, brother, and partner, who had tragically died in battle against the villain Hawkmoth when they were still just kids. They had emerged victorious, Hawkmoth never rises again, but Marinette would never forget the cost.

A beautiful green-eyed boy whose smile outshined the sun.

Gabriel Agreste upon hearing of Chat Noir’s true identity and his death, after his conviction, would later kill himself in prison. He finally reunited his family as he’d always wished for.

Marinette had left Paris behind her forever after graduation and gone on to New York. Her friends had turned their backs on her during the Lila situation. It only after Marinette left, that she heard the truth had been exposed and that her old classmates were trying to get in contact with her. But she never looked back.

Instead, in the eight years, she had been in New York, she had created a successful and famous fashion line called MDC. Everyone who was anyone wanted to be in one of custom designs. Her name was in light. She was rich. She was famous. She had connections.

Enough connections that making Connor look like he was biologically hers wouldn’t be a problem. In addition, her last two years Marinette hadn’t been the spotlight much. It wouldn’t be hard to fool people.

Three weeks later, world-renowned fashion designed introduced the world to her son; a sweet, giggling, baby who she had hidden from the public as of protectiveness. The media bought it. Marinette was known sweetheart and known for her overprotective nature regarding her family.

Connor was still having a hard time controlling his powers so Marinette never took him in public. They even lived in a secluded area outside the city, no one around for a mile. Instead, she posted frequent pictures and videos on Instagram of her darling baby boy.

It wasn’t long before he became the light of the world. She even created a baby and toddler clothing line inspired about him and other kids who liked to get messy. Because he did.

Connor loved to create chaos; whether it was with paint, sand, or mud. If it could splat, splatter, stain, or make a loud noise, he loved it.

Marinette had been a mother for almost two years, when her longtime friend and now publicist, got a hold of her and said it was time for an interview. She’d been out of the spotlight for too long. People were getting curious, desperate to know more. Desperate people should NOT be taken lightly.

So the Mom agreed.

Chloe promised to send a reporter Marinette could trust; one who knew how to do a good puff piece.

When Clark Kent rang her doorbell, Marinette felt something she hadn’t since for early years of schooling; she wanted to kill Chloe.

It wasn’t that Clark was a bad reporter. He was great. And Marinette knew she could trust him. The issue was that the reason that she knew she could trust him was that she dated him not long before she got really famous. They had been together for quite some time, they’d gone on a break. Each had gotten too busy with their lives and need time apart. Three months, she heard Clark was dead, gone to his funeral. And then not long after that, he was declared alive again. He never contacted her. She never contacted him. Just nursed a broken heart of the first man she ever saw a future with.

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