This is one of the rare moments in the Wayne Family. Where everyone is actually getting along and spend quality time together. Mar'i spoke up, "Daddy, do you think Santa Claus read my letter? Do you think he'll come tonight?" "Mar'i, Santa Claus is just an old legend that people wrote in books and sold, he isn't real," Dick, surprisingly, didn't believe in Santa Claus anymore. Marinette, who's head was laying on Damian's lap, snorted. "A legend?" she asked, "You believe that Santa Claus is a legend?" Having gained the title of Most Well Behaved Kid until she turned eighteen (because she is then an adult), Marinette most definitely believes that Santa is as real as the tiny goddess that she brings everywhere.
"Well, yeah," Dick said in reply, "It's just an old folklore." "Don't listen to your daddy, Mar'i," Marinette told her, "Santa is as real as real gets." "You still believe in Santa Nette?" Tim asked folled by Jason's, "Aren't you a little too old for that?" Marinette looked up at Damian hoping he would vouch for her but he was asleep. She sighed and straightened her body waking Damian up. "Judging by the fact that an akuma had summoned Santa years ago and that Santa was akumatized the following Christmas then yes, I do believe in Santa Claus," she responded in a matter of fact tone.
"Impossible," Tim said, "I'm pretty sure that each of us here wrote Santa a letter at least once, but he never wrote us back." "Who's Santa?" Ah, a phrase that one would never imagine hearing. Dick looked at Damian terror written on his face. "He doesn't know who Santa is, I have failed as a big brother!" he screamed. "Please do keep your voice down Master Dick," Alfred said entering the room with Bruce and Selina. "What was that screaming about anyway Selina said sitting down.
"Damian doesn't know who Santa is," Marinette told her nonchalantly. At that statement Selina burst into a full blown explanation about him. When she finished Damian said, "Sounds ridiculous but I say it could be true." "Aha!" Marinette said as she clapped her hands. "You said it yourself Demon, it sounds ridiculous," Jason said, "Ridiculous enough to be unbelievable. It's far fetched." "Tt, Todd, my girlfriend is literally the guardian of 19 gods, nothing sounds more far fetched than that yet it is true," Damian said to the elder boy.
"Alright," Marinette said standing up, "I'm going to make some gingerbread to leave for him and get some milk and carrots. Anyone want to join me?" "I do! I do!" "Alright my little twin, lets go!" Both girls raced off to the kitchen. "Mar'i is going to be so upset if Santa doesn't write her back," Dick said. "I wouldn't be that worried," Kor'i said, "Nicholas is a wonderful old man." "You know him?" Jason asked. "Well, he does visit Tamaran castle yo chat every year," she replied, starting another debacle whether Santa is real or not.
Outside the door, the Wayne butler, Alfred, alias Nicholas, smiled to himself as he opened a portal to the North Pole to get his reindeer ready for this year's Christmas. Things really have changed a lot ever since 280 A.D.
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Well what do you know? Alfred is Santa. Did you see that coming?
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Leen's Attempt At Daminette December 2020
Fanfiction+ Maribat Secret Santa 2020 + Bonus