To Marry a Vigilante

Part 13

To Marry a Vigilante: Part 13

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Marinette wasn't sure what to expect from school after her reveal. Their plan was to make it public that she was 'dating' Damian Wayne, but not her identity as the MDC. That plan failed when she panicked and tweeted about it. By now, pretty much everyone knew about it. Especially after Jagged Stone went forward and confirmed it. She loved the rockstar, but he was like a wild six-years-old when left without supervision. It was impossible to reverse it.

The other problem that was making her very anxious was the new Hawkmoth. Her class was already called the Akuma Class not without reason. Now, they would be probably split into different groups, which could serve to make her suffer more. Not to mention how much Lila would be making her life a nightmare now.

She dressed in the standard Gotham Academy uniform and waited for Chloé to finally arrive. The blonde's arrival was foreshadowed by the sound of a loud rant.

"...they can't expect me to wear these rags!? The purple will totally clash with my lipstick! And the black and white? What is it, the Seventeenth century?" She was already dressed, but clearly unamused by what she was forced to wear.

"Hi, Chlo." She greeted her best human friend.

"Mari-bear! How can you stand by this fashion disaster?!"

"I don't mind. We must wear it only at school."

"Ugh! I need to pack spare clothes then!"

"Or you could... you know, stay in the uniform?" The bluenette smiled. "I mean from what Damian told me, it's pretty common to see groups of students still dressed in their uniforms after school."

"These rags?!" Chloé shouted, slightly agitated

"I'll make you an MDC original uniform once I get my hands on specifications. Deal?" Mari giggled at her friend's antics. She was supposed to be the one criticizing fashion here.

"Fine. But it's ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! After classes, you and I are going shopping for some better make-up for me and actual make-up for you."

"Sure! We can also visit the Botanic Gardens again. Just the two of us?" The girl suggested.

"Perfect. Won't Lover-boy have a problem?"

"Nah. Damian won't mind. We're not bound by the hip, you know?"

"Could've fooled me." Chloé smiled.

"You...!" Marinette giggled. "I heard you've been spending whole days in the gym with my cousin. What's that about? I thought you would be more interested in pestering Tim about detective stuff."

"I decided to start exercising. Cass is a great trainer for your information," she huffed, but the smile on her face let Mari know it was just Chloé being Chloé. "Besides, have you seen your mother? She is nearing fifty and looks drop-dead gorgeous. My mother would kill for that body at her age."

"Suuuree." The bluenette giggled. "Let's go. Alfred will drop us at school."

In the entrance hall, they were met by Damian, who wore his own uniform. Sabine, Tom, and Bruce were there to see them out. After the standard round of goodbyes that awaited children when they were supposed to start a new school (Sabine filling the mother role for Chloé), Bruce looked critically at Damian.

"You know that you can only bring the sword on Tuesdays and Thursdays when you actually have practice?"

"Tt. I'll need it today."