This is part 2 of Ladynuit. Happy Timinette Tuesday! So where was I? Yes. This is part 2 for Ladynuit. Voting for ship is open. So far the results.
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Marinette pov
I left as fast as I could from there. I don't care what they think about me. I didn't care what I think about this myself anymore. The thing that matters is 'if my aunts get the wind of today's events I'll never see the end of the day. And the scary thing is-'
I opened the window to enter silently. But to my utter horror, it let out a loud creaking sound. I frantically looked around but saw no one and I sighed a relieved sigh. I entered my movie and '-they already know about what happened tonight'
I groaned and dropped my transformation as my aunt's who were playing cards on 'excuse my shouting MY BED!' looked at me and threw the cards away.
Selina spoke first, "Kitten, so you made some smaller kittens today?" She wiggled her eyebrows and I covered my red face.
"SELINA!" But I was cut off by Harley.
"OH! THAT MEANS IT'S TRUE! You made babies before us!" She was jumping up and down like it was the most exciting thing she ever heard about.
"NO!" My voice came out more like a growl and I would have looked like a fierce tiger if it wasn't for the red color tainting my cheeks.
I took a deep breath. "Look. You are my aunts, Selina is going to marry Bruce so they are basically my cousins." I made hand gestures to make them understand but instead Harley threw her head back and Selina shook her head while Pam just chuckled.
"Kitten…-" Selina started. And I knew I wouldn't like it. "-they are not going to be your brothers. It's possible to date someone who is NOT from YOUR family."
Pamela finished Selina's statement, "Not to mention we are just your honorary aunts. We haven't adopted you officially."
Harley came next to me, beaming, I could already feel a headache coming. "We'll teach you how to woo boys. You just need to give them some love-" Pam held out her hand. "Protections are important."
Harley huffed, "That's a thing for later, she needs to learn it first."
My eye twitched as my jaw almost fell on the floor. Are they really trying to teach me….th-that?
Selina purred next, "You need to play with him first, play until they get frustrated. Create so much tension that he just can't resist you-"
I held up my hand and screamed with all my might, "NO!" And ran away. The problem? I ran as fast as I could but I just couldn't reach the door. I turned to see a plant wrapped around my torso. 'urghhh…...seriously?'
I crossed my arms over my chest. "Tell me who it is and then I'll give you tips."
I scoffed, "How about I tell you and you wouldn't bother me?"
Selina shared a look with the other two and shot me a grin I. Didn't. Like. At. All.
"Deal then." I rolled my eyes.
"Scarecrow hit them with some kind of serum that if no opposite gender kissed them they'll go crazy. And he obviously wasn't expecting me. So I kissed them and came home. It was Red Robin and Robin."
"So you bagged two birds with one stone. Smart move there cupcake." Harley cooed as if it was the smartest and cutest thing ever.
"Can I go now? I'm tired." I pretended to yawn.
Selina rubbed her chin, "Yes and wear some of your fashionable clothes. We don't have time, we don't want to get late for the movie night do we?"
I internally groaned. I totally forgot about movie night. They both must already hate me. It would be a miracle if I came back alive.
I put on some light clothes and my coat.
"I'm ready." Selina gave me a Cheshire grin.
"Oh kitten, you look so cute." I turned a light shade of pink.
"I am not telling them anything about my powers."
"I wouldn't insist either. It will be nice to surprise them laterrrr."
Then we took off.
No one's POV
The shock of Damian and Tim hadn't worn off when they both got a slap on their cheeks. They looked to see spoiler standing there.
"I've been calling you for minutes!!" She huffed.
Damian and Tim shared a look. Spoiler rubbed her temples. "So what'd I miss?" She pointed at the unconscious scarecrow.
"Briefing." And with that Robin went out. Red Robin shrugged and followed his little brother.
Spoiler muttered "boys…" under her breath and followed the other two.
They reached the batcave last. Everyone was already sitting there. Even Jason was there. Tim and Damian shared a look.
Batman initiated the debriefing. Damian and Tim's turn came in the last.
When all of the others were done, Batman spoke, "Robin, Red Robin debrief."
Tim and Damian looked at each other in the eye as they sat in the debriefing corner.
“Scarecrow injected us with this chemical that causes the person to lose his sanity if he/she doesn’t kiss a girl.” Tim said not breaking eye-contact with Damian.
“How did you survive then?” Red hood asked.
“We did what scarecrow said.” Damian said face blank.
Spoiler rolled her eyes playfully, her mask now off, "I wonder what that would be~"
Nightwing mused loudly, "Why do I sense AND?"
Damian huffed. "Selina's sidekick came and knocked the scarecrow out."
"Nothing more. Nothing less." Tim had his serious face on and with that he stood up.
Alfred came out of nowhere and said in a monotone voice. "The movie room is ready. Miss Kyle is on her way with our guest, I suggest you get ready." With that he left and so did Tim and Damian.
Nightwing wheezed out loud and that started a chain reaction of laughing all over the table.
Red Hood said, already in tears, "When are we going to tell them they had forgotten to turn their commns off?"
With Damian and Tim
Once they were out Tim and Damian faced each other, neither prepared to back up.
“Demon brat.” “Drake.”
“Back off,” They both said at the same time.
They glared at each other and stomped to their rooms to get ready.
Tim dodged a katana aimed at his chest,"Urghhh............. What is your problem Robin?" He growled out in frustration.
Robin growled out,"You are my problem heathen."
Their commns buzzed to life," Robin, Red Robin Bats needs you to go to the bar near GU. Scarecrow has been spotted there."
Both answered "Okay." and with one last glare at each other they were on their way.
Near the bar, Lady Nuit was standing on the roof. Her aunts had told her to not get on bat's radar but those people need help. She was frustrated. She huffed and kicked the rubble on the floor. 'Why are these bats taking so long?' She summon the devils, both Robin and Red Robin landed on the roof next to her. "Thank God. I thought they are never going to come."
Of course she knew their identities. Selina had made them very obvious. The one with a cowl is Tim Drake and the one with a scowl is Damian Wayne (Ha cowl-scowl). They both are close to her age. They are not a very good team from what she can see. They were glaring at each other. 'What was the big bad bat thinking to sent these two together.' She melted in the shadows and followed them. When they reached inside they started knocking out the goons.
They made it to the middle. Lady Nuit carefully looked at scarecrow. One thought made its way to her brain 'Shit it's a trap'. She immediately got to work. She went behind scarecrow to stop him but he had already fired a dart at Robin and Red Robin. She quickly knocked all the goons at inhumane speed. Both Red Robin and Robin looked at her then at the darts that were stuck in their skins painfully but they were giving no reaction. She grabbed scarecrow's head and said,"What was that? They aren't looking in pain or scared."
He just laughed."This is my newest experiment, if they didn't kiss a girl in half an hour, they will become crazy. HAHAHAHAHA."
Her left eye twitched," Gotham gets weirder every day." She knocked him out.
"How are you feeling?" She turned to them.
Red Robin eyes widened,"You are the one that left the note, the newest siren."
Robin looked at him like he was crazy,"Which note?"
He shrugged, "The museum robbery, where the glass was turned to ashes."
Looks like your shatter proof glass needs improvement. Meow.
-Lady Nuit
She rubbed her temples,"That is what you are focusing on, you are going to be crazy in about 20 minutes."
Red Robin nodded,"Scarecrow doesn't lie about his experiments."
Robin just talked to someone on the comms,"They can't reach here in 20 minutes."
Lady Nuit sighed,"God this is the second time."
They both turned towards her, eyebrows raised,"What do you mean?"
"I am a retired superhero. My first kiss went to waste when my partner got possessed by a villain well temporary villain. He had a crush on me but when he was possessed he hated me to the bone. I had to kiss him." She crinkled her nose in disgust. "I could leave you here but my inner ladybug says I should help you."
"You are just telling us your hero identity just like that?"Robin questioned still suspicious.
"Of course. My mentor is Catwoman you are going to meet me as civilians anyway."She answered.
"5 minutes." Red Robin said. "Well Robin in my last 5 minutes of sanity I want to say, I don't exactly hate you."
"I do care for my family Red Robin. You are not that bad."He said looking dramatically in the distance.
Robin and Red Robin tried to interrogate her more but she wasn't there,"Where'd she go?"
A muffled scream came from Robin. Red -Robin turned to him with a defensive stance, only to see, Lady Nuit kissing him half in shadows, like literally.
She let go of him and before he knew it she was kissing him.
She let go and he looked at the watch,"Time completed."
Robin shouted,"Why did you do that heathen?"
She just shrugged,"Well your ego wouldn't have let you to ask me for help."
Then she disappeared in the shadows. They both touched their lips with faces going through different stages of blushes. It didn't help that she was wearing a skin-tight suit. How are they going to face the family now.
"Shit, Selina is coming tonight for movie night."Their faces were now pale instead of red thinking about facing their family or worse, HER.
Tim and Damian looked at each other in the eye as they sat in the debriefing corner.
“Scarecrow injected us with this chemical that causes the person to lose his sanity if he/she doesn’t kiss a girl.” Tim said not breaking eye-contact with Damian.
“How did you survive then?” Red hood asked.
“We did what scarecrow said.” Damian said face blank.
******no spoilers for the conversation******
Once they were out Tim and Damian faced each other, neither prepared to back up.
Okay so I’m extra salty about ‘Animaestro’ and That Guy’s self-insert tantrum but by god am I gay for Buninette
I really don’t like Pixelator, but I do need to introduce Uncle Jagged within this story’s universe, so…yeah, I basically used the necessary intro scene.
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“I like it!” Tikki chirps. Marinette hums in indecision as she turns her head, examining her reflection from all angles.
“I haven’t worn a bun in years,” she says. “I found the pigtails way cuter and easier. I’m not even sure why I decided to try this today.”
“The bun makes you look cute too!” Tikki says. “You look cute and mature. Not that I don’t like your pigtails!”
“No, no, I know what you mean.” Marinette twirls a lock of hair framing her face to give it a slight wave. “I actually kind of like it.”
“Well, you’ve got about two more minutes to decide before you’re officially running late.”
“What?” Marinette springs into action to grab the nearest pair of jeans and a flowy pink top that’s just big enough to tie it at her waist fashionably. Once she’s dressed, she snatches up her purse and tries to balance hopping down the stairs with pulling on her usual ballet flats, which she thankfully pulls off without tripping and breaking her neck.
For once, she’s actually not late to school, which is probably thanks to Tikki keeping track of time because heaven knows Marinette can’t. She’s still sweaty by the time she makes it there, though, and she needs to collapse on the stairs outside the front of the school to catch her breath. Not only is she not late but…she’s early. She actually has time to relax beforehand rather than freaking out and trying to get to class.
“Dupain-Cheng,” sneers a familiar voice as a shadow looms over her. Marinette rolls her eyes and looks up to see Chloé blocking the sun, hands on hips and smirking widely.
“What now, Chloé?” Marinette sighs. Chloé reaches out and flicks Marinette’s bun.
“After what happened last year, I’m surprised you’ve got the nerve to wear that thing again,” she says. Oh, that’s right. That’s why Marinette’s been wearing pigtails. Her hair used to be long…until Chloé had thought it would be very funny to stick a wad of gum in her bun. As a livid Sabine had carefully and soothingly cut a bawling Marinette’s hair to the length it is now, that’s one of the only times Marinette can remember being terrified of her usually quiet, cheerful mother.
“It’s called change, Chloé,” Marinette says. “Something you don’t seem to understand. You can’t even be nice when it’s Adrien asking.”
“Adrikins and I will always be friends,” Chloé scoffs. “Even if he’s being utterly ridiculous right now. I wouldn’t expect someone like you to understand true friendship like ours.”
“Are you done?” Marinette’s not even annoyed at this point. Honestly, Chloé’s daily antics have just grown exhaustingly bland with the knowledge that she’ll never change and that she’ll just keep being the same old nasty girl, even when she’s lost both her best friends. It’s not like she’s harmless, what with how many people she’s bullied to the point of vulnerability to Hawkmoth. Just…more like a mosquito hanging around and buzzing, rather than a venomous snake constantly striking and biting.
“I’m sorry, am I boring you, Dupain-Cheng?” Chloé says.
“It’s old, Chloé.” Marinette stands up, brushing the dirt off her blue jeans. “You show up, say some mean things, then walk off laughing while I get angry. You can’t even be original when it comes to bullying me.” She turns to head into school.
“Original?” Chloé storms in front of Marinette to block her way with crossed arms and a dangerous scowl. “I am original! Everyone looks up to me! I’m original and exceptional and you’re just a ridiculous –”
“Oh, back off, Chloé,” says Alya from behind Chloé, her arms crossed. Marinette climbs to her feet. “Picking on Marinette is the least original thing about you. Although you are exceptional at being a bully.”
With a snarl, Chloé shoves Marinette out of her way as she storms up the stairs. Marinette shrieks and teeters on the edge of the step, then topples forward and would have cracked her head and ribs if not for Alya rushing to grab her.
“Um…thanks!” Marinette says with a sheepish grin. “Nice reflexes!”
Alya just smirks and pulls Marinette back to her feet. “I gotta have good reflexes with you around, girl. Love the bun, by the way.”
Marinette rolls her eyes with a grin as they head after Chloé at a more sedate pace.
“Marinette!”
Marinette and Alya pause at the top of the steps to let Nino catch up. Before Marinette can react, Nino’s throwing his arms around her and saying, “Thanks again for getting Reine Nuit to take me to see Luka, dude.”
Marinette smiles as warmth blossoms in her belly. “Of course, Nino. I’m glad she could help.”
“Sorry, wait, what exactly am I missing?” Alya says with her hands on her hips.
“Never mind,” Marinette says as Nino releases her. “Just something I did for Nino.”
The three of them head inside for class as the bell rings, Alya pestering Nino for details the whole way there. They’re the last ones into the room, which has erupted in drama with half their classmates on one side and the other half on the other side. Only Chloé’s sitting separate from the drama, painting her nails with a scowl.
“Uh, what’s going on?” Alya says.
“My last video got nuked for graphic violence,” Adrien says sullenly. “Again. I’m losing subscribers because people don’t see the point in sticking around for someone whose videos keep getting taken down.”
“Uh, I can help you make your own blog,” Alya says. “Then you can post whatever. Why didn’t you ask me before?”
“It didn’t occur to me!” Adrien’s eyes start to sparkle. “You’d do that for me, Alya?”
“Yes, yes, because I am a kind and gracious queen.” Alya sits down next to Adrien and pulls out her laptop.
“I get the feeling that’s not what the drama is about,” Marinette says. She’s immediately confronted by Alix, whose eyes are narrowed at her.
“Which team are you on?” Alix demands. Marinette blinks.
“Um…what?”
“Which. Team?” Alix says. She jabs her thumb at the people on Adrien’s side of the room. “Those losers think that Ladrien is where it’s at. But we are dedicated LadyNuit fans.”
“Ladrien? LadyNuit?” Marinette stares at Nino, who just shrugs.
“Ship names!” Rose chirps from the LadyNuit side. “Ladybug with Reine Nuit, or Ladybug with Adrien!”
“Wait, as in…romantic?” Nino says.
“Oh, come on!” Ivan says. “Adrien’s always running after Ladybug! And she’s always saving him! He’s the Lois Lane to her Superman!”
“Yes, there is an eighty six percent chance of Ladybug and Adrien eventually realising their feelings for each other within the next year, what with their obvious fondness for each other,” Max says, adjusting his glasses. “LadyNuit only ranks at –”
“Excuse you, but Reine Nuit is Ladybug’s partner,” Juleka says. “They’d die for each other. They’ve always got each other’s backs.”
“You weren’t there when they kissed!” Kim boasts. “But I was!”
Marinette freezes as ice coats her insides. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices Alya’s cheeks darken furiously. “K-Kissed?” she says.
“Yep!” Kim slides down to the front of the room and slings an arm around Marinette, no doubt thinking that he can lure her to the LadyNuit side. “When I was Dark Cupid and hit Ladybug with an arrow! Reine Nuit kissed her to break the spell after destroying my akuma so she could use Miraculous Ladybug!”
“Because true love defeats hate!” Rose squeals, bouncing up and down.
“It could be platonic love,” Mylène pipes up. “There’s no reason why Reine Nuit’s platonic feelings wouldn’t break the spell.”
As her classmates argue, a dazed Marinette sits down in her usual seat. Nino sits with her, since Alya is currently helping Adrien establish his new blog.
“The Ladyblog!” Alya declares, waving her hands. “It’s perfect!”
“But I like being called Ladybugreste,” Adrien sulks.
“Just use that as your pen name,” Alya says. “And Nino can make up his own name. Duh. Look, you can livestream and upload videos and pictures and posts – I can handle the blog posts, by the way, since I’m the journalist around here – and fans can interact with you and – it’s gonna be so cool!”
“You’re just living vicariously through me, aren’t you?” Adrien says.
“Of course,” Alya grins. “If I can’t be the Ladyblogger then I’ll just have to settle for leading the school blog and nudging my little sunshine apprentice who got in first.”
“Good morning, class!” calls a voice over the din. Everyone immediately shuts up and scrambles to their seats, saying good morning to Ms Bustier as they do so. Alya and Nino switch their seats back in the chaos.
“LadyNuit and Ladrien?” Marinette hisses to Alya, who just shrugs.
“I’m personally on team LadyNuit.”
“Alya!”
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Apparently, today is their year’s work experience today at Le Grand Paris, although Marinette can’t be sure if she’d just forgotten this or if she’d been actively trying to block it out. The latter seems more likely when their class arrives at the hotel and not only are Alya and Marinette assigned trash sorter and gopher as jobs respectively, but Chloé’s job is specifically to hang around an uncomfortable Adrien and cling to him. This is payback for the confrontation that morning, isn’t it?
“Wow!” Chloé gasps. An annoyed Marinette turns to see what Chloé’s so stunned over, only to feel her jaw drop to the floor at the sight of Jagged Stone walking into the hotel! Jagged Stone is here? Here?
“Mr Stone, welcome to Le Grand Paris Hotel!” André rushes to simper to Jagged Stone. “I am Mayor Bourgeois, the owner of this luxury establishment; in fact, the most luxurious in all of Paris! How might we serve you?”
“How d’you think?” Jagged Stone says in his British accent. Marinette giggles behind her hand. “I didn't just come here to admire your lobby.”
“Jagged would like to check into your most luxurious suite,” says Jagged Stone’s assistant, a woman with bright purple hair that’s still not as bright as Jagged Stone’s.
“And Fang better get a real bathtub, not a tiny water hole like the one in that hotel across the street!” Jagged Stone adds.
“We have everything you need, Ms Fang,” André says to Jagged Stone’s assistant. “Even a state-of-the-art entertainment centre!”
“That’s Penny,” Jagged Stone says. “Fang’s me crocodile.”
André lets out a nervous little laugh at the sight of the collared crocodile at Jagged Stone’s feet. “Mr Stone, we have everything you require for your…Fang. Would he, um…enjoy a bubble bath?”
“Crocodiles don't like bubble baths. That dries their scales out!”
Marinette frowns at Fang as he trots around a large planter box to where a blond man is hidden with a camera. She nudges Alya and points.
“Oh no, not him again,” Jagged Stone groans when the blond man is frightened out of hiding by Fang.
“Remember me, Mr Stone?” the blond says. “Vincent Aza! Just one photo to show everyone in the world that we're best buds! Come on, please! I'm your biggest fan!”
“I know, you've been to my last thirty-six shows,” Jagged Stone snaps. “But we are not friends.”
When Vincent tries to take a photo with Jagged Stone, Penny promptly ejects him from the hotel. Once the stalker fan is gone, André personally escorts Jagged Stone, Penny, and Fang to their room, with Marinette and Ms Bustier following, although Marinette can’t figure out why she’s being dragged along. Not that she’s complaining when she gets to be in the same elevator as Jagged Stone!
“Mr Stone is going to need a new pair of shades for tonight's gig,” Penny says once Jagged is settling into his room by playing hoops with Fang. “Red, white, and blue, with two large Eiffel Towers on them. Can you get that for him?”
“Of course we can!” André says. “Marinette here is our gopher. She'll take care of that for you.”
“Huh?” Marinette says. André leans in to whisper in her ear.
“A gopher is an employee who goes for anything a customer needs. Anything at all. So, go ahead. Goph!”
With a sigh, Marinette trudges out of the room and leans against the wall. “How am I supposed to find those sunglasses?” she complains. “They don’t exist! Ugh, I knew Chloé was setting me up to fail.”
“Then don’t give her that satisfaction,” Tikki says, poking her head out of Marinette’s purse. “So what if they don’t exist? Get creative!”
Marinette gasps as an idea strikes. “You’re right, Tikki!” she says, speeding down the hallway. “Let’s go!”
Once at home, she rummages in her drawer until she finds an old pair of sunglasses, then pops the lenses out and gets to work. It takes the better part of an hour, but she manages to create a pair of sunglasses with two large Eiffel Towers over the lens holes in the French flag colours, and so she runs back to the hotel to deliver them. She’s gasping and panting as she hands them to Penny, who looks a little concerned for her wellbeing but promises to pass them on to Jagged Stone when he’s finished resting.
Just as Marinette’s about to enter the elevator to head back down for her next assignment, a bright flash of light bursts behind her. Her eyes widen at the sight of the bright blue and black figure standing in the doorway to Jagged Stone’s room, and she ducks into the elevator and cries, “Tikki, spots on!” Her work experience is going to have to wait a while. Hopefully she doesn’t fail from lack of effort in the meantime…
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BONUS:
“I'd like to dedicate this song to the girl who saved my life!” Jagged Stone announces at his concert that night, wearing Marinette’s sunglasses, while everyone in Ms Bustier’s class minus Chloé cheers from the front row. “This one's for you, Ladybug!”
