Finally Free

Homesick? Quick Trip Back To Paris Then

Marinette's POV

You know I kinda miss my lifr back at Paris. You know, the late night unexpected sleepovers, movie nights, hanging oit and finding André, shop until you drop at the fabric shops, the smll of freshly baked bread everyday, getting late for school.

Since all the commissions that I had accepted before moving was done and I have only been to a few areas here, mainly Wayne Manor, the nearby park, cafés and the fabric store. University life doesn't start until next Wednesday so I'm pretty much bored out of my mind here. The Kwamis played tag for 3 hours straight and exhausted themselves.

I kinda miss Paris, I'll probably call Chloe later and ask Aidrey permission for a sleepover. Maybe take her to Paris with along with the BatBrothers. Yes, I knew who they were but I haven't really thought about confronting them. I mean who do you guys think has that much money to buy the highest tech humans could offer without becoming metahumans.

Well, might as well give the guys a call for an impromptu hang out at the Liberty. Wonder if Anarka would let us have liquor at the boat again. Maybe a few drunken board games while we're at it.

Damian's POV

I was just about finished with my workout when Pennyworth had took my attention away from the punching bag. "Master Damian, your friend, Mister Jon, is here to see you." I gave a grunt and headed to the showers, changed into some sweatpants and a hoodie. I think Angel made me this hoodie. Angel's usual design for daywear are usually her favorite apple blossoms and a humming bird.

"Hey Dami!" I've told him to stop several times now but as always it falls onto deaf ears.

"Don't call me that and what's with coming here without notice? Don't tell me you flew here?"

"C'mon, you act like I haven't done this before. Plus, I heard down the grapevine that you have an official love life~~~"

"Oh God, who told you that?"

"Sorry Dami, but my source does not want to be exposed. Plus it's all over socials that you had a cute little date."

"Wait, what do you mean all over? Let me see" He had quickly opened his phone and gave me an article by a famous reporter who writes about the lives of the famous that is outside their work. My eyes popped open when I read the title, "Ice Prince of Gotham City finally has someone who melted his ice cold hearted" and there was a picture. It was me and Habibti at a café had lunch a few days ago.

"This was taken a few days ago. We must not have noticed that there were people who recognized me. They don't know who she is. That's good, her privacy is always a priority."

"I come back from North Africa and this is what welcomes me? C'mon I thought we were friends, how come you never told me?"

"It's because you go all willy nilly on the questions and she can't answer properly. Tell your parents that they're invited for dinner tonight. She's coming over with a friend as well, they're staying over too."

"Sweet can't wait to tell Mom and Dad! Oh shoot, Mom's asking where I am, I gotta go, see ya later D!"

Later that night

I waited outside for Bourgeois' car. The Kents were already inside and chatting happily with everyone else. Marinette was wearing a lovely pink dress and Bourgeois was in a blue one. Seems like they decided to match for tonight." Goodevening Habibti, Bourgeois. Both of you look lovely tonight."

"Thanks, Demon Spawn."

"Merci, Dami."

"Alright, come in. I'm going to introduce you to my friend, his name is Jon Kent. He is Lois Lane's second son." I heard Bourgeois giggle "What's so funny?"