About the prompts you asked: could you please do a maribat, where the class goes to Gotham and are held hostage by some villain(maybe like the Riddler) and is a total badass and use her mind and abilities to kick ass and take names, and we get to see Lila internally panic, because she never knew Marinette was so strong, and Damian and the people that are still Mari's friends in the background super proud of their girlfriend/friend, and the rest of the class is in shock. I love your fics ❤️❤️❤️❤️
As you wish ✨✨
✨I apologize for the trash quality of this✨
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The trip to Gotham did not go as planned.
When did anything go as planned to be honest.
It was supposed to be a free day. As in a ‘shop near the hotel’ kind of free day. But no, they couldn’t do that because someone had absolutely insisted they go to the fashion district because they knew a guy who could get them discounts. Ms. Bustier hesitated for a few moments. She was worried about leaving a bunch of teenagers shop, alone, in Gotham.
As she should be, Marinette thought bitterly.
She stood a few feet away from the class, not too far for her to be completely forgotten, but not too close to be noticed by her classmates. She had eyed the stores while they walked and only a few were deemed worthy to step foot in. Not that she would.
Now, remember that someone who absolutely insisted they go to the fashion district? Well, apparently, someone overheard her proclaiming that she was in fact, dating the Damian Wayne, son of the billionaire, Bruce Wayne.
So now, they were being held hostage in what the to be the ugliest, tackiest, cheapest, most horrendous clothing store she had ever stepped foot in. It’s like forever 21 and hot topic had a weird mutated baby together. She shuddered at the thought.
(Technically, she didn’t willingly enter the store. She was shoved in by a big guy in an ugly green sweater. She bit her tongue, she wouldn’t comment.)
The man holding them hostage had his back turned to them, facing the shop window, and has been laughing for the past minute and twenty one seconds. Marinette was counting. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, but decided against checking it.
She took a look at her her classmates to see if there was anyone that could help. Half of them were scared, the other half either wasn’t there or they just weren’t paying attention. Chloe and Adrien decided to be smart and not go shopping. Ivan was picking his nose, Kim was smelling his armpits and Alix was trying to eat as many pieces of gum as she could without breaking her jaw. Great, she thought, I’m being held hostage with a bunch of morons.
“You! Girl!” A voice called out, taking her out of her daydream. The man in the hideous three piece suit pointed a green-gloved finger at her. She stayed in her place, seated on the floor, leaning against the counter, eyeing the disaster before her.
This man, who not only had the balls to yell at her, had the audacity, the absolute nerve, to go out and dress like that? Who in their right mind would think neon green and purple was a good idea? Who allowed this to happen?
The man’s eye twitched and he snapped his fingers. One of the goons grabbed her but the arm and dragged her to the front, rather roughly if she might add. Her phone vibrated in her pocket again. Marinette stayed still as the goons tied her up with rope. She stared at him with an indifferent look.
“Is that it? Can I sit down now?”
The man quirked an eyebrow in interest. He put a hand to his chin and circled around her a few times, “You got balls kid,” he told her after a few beats of silence, “how about we make a deal hmm?”
Now it was her turn to raise a brow, silently urging the green menace to continue with his train of thoughts.
“How about this. I give you a bunch of riddles. You win, I let you and your friends go,” he crossed his arms over his chest.
“And if I lose?” The man only smirked and dragged a finger accross his throat. Okay, she nodded, got it.
(He wasn’t very threatening, in fact he reminded her of a slightly better dressed clown. Which was saying something because his outfit made her want to gouge her eyes out.)
“Okay,” she finally answered, earning a few gasps from her classmates, “I accept, on one condition though.” The man nodded for her to continue. “If I win, not only do you let us go, but you must give yourself a new costume. Please, the one you currently have is ridiculous.”
The man, the Riddler, that was his name, looked hurt for a few second before glaring at her. Perfect, she thought, now I made him mad.
“Okay then twerp. Riddle me this. ‘I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?’ I’m giving you five seconds.”
Was this supposed to be hard?
“An echo.”
Riddler’s eyebrow twitched, “Okay... how about this one. ‘I have cities, but no houses. I have mountains, but no trees. I have water, but no fish. What am I?’”
“Bro, that’s literally the easiest riddle you could think of,” Marinette deadpanned, “It’s a map.”
Riddler glared at her and opened his mouth again, “Why you little twit. Here’s the last one. What word in the English language does the following: the first two letters signify a male, the first three letters signify a female, the first four letters signify a great, while the entire word signifies a great woman. What is the word?”
“Heroine. Can I go now? I need to pee...” The green menace marched towards her, but before he could say anything, she dropped the ropes and stomped on his foot. Hard.
One of the goons decided to grab her from the back, but Kim, bless him and his himbo energy, tackled the guy before he could even try. Marinette and Alix opened the doors and violently urged the rest of the class and hostages to leave.
“Miss,” a deep voice startled her, she turned around to see Bruce, well... Batman holding out his hand, “you have just defeated one of Gotham’s most frequentm and frankly annoying, villains. Thank you.”
She gave him a mocking smile, wholeheartedly ignoring Red hood laughing at the green eyesore. “Thank you sir, but I really must go. I have someone waiting for me.” Batman smiled at her and let go of her hand, watching her run to Damian’s arms.
“Hey uhhh, Batman?” He turned around face Red Hood, holding a detained Riddler, “I think he’s crying...”
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That’s all for today folks
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