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Stuck in my soulmate's body

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I opened my eyes but I never got the time to defend myself. Pain rushed through my abdomen spreading like a ripple from where his fist connected with her body. She went flying to the other side of the room. She groaned. The groan came out in a boyish voice as she lifted her big boy hands to cover the area that had been hit. 

She opened her eyes to look at the person who hit her, or rather, him. She was in Jason's body again. This time in workout clothes, sitting on a sparring mat as her sparring partner gave her a hand.

"Jason. You need to pay more attention to your surroundings. Our life is very dangerous, we cannot take risks like this-" Marinette cut him off. She may be in Jason's body but she refuses to listen to the lecture meant for him. 

"SAVE IT Mr. Wayne!" Recognition shone in his eyes as he gave her a smile.

"Aah. Mrs. Dupain Cheng. Don't worry I have a lecture for you too." This caused her to groan again, as she stood up and dusted her clothes. The pain had subsided. Almost. She could still feel the dull throbbing from the punch. 

"No need to groan Marinette. We cannot guarantee-" She cut him off again.

"-if I ever ended up in Robin's body in the middle of the fight and got seriously injured. Bla bla bla. I know everything Bruce. You just caught me off guard." 

Alfred's voice echoed throughout the cave. "Welcome again Miss Marinette. I'm sure you said something about baking Macarons the last time you came." She brightened at that.

"Yes! I'm coming!" In her rush she tripped on her own feet and rolled quite painfully.

"Ouch. Jason's very tough. I'm very surprised he isn't dead even with all the bruises you give him while you are in his body." She turned to the newcomer. 

"The Dick is here!" She jumped and hugged him. He was an adult now. A young adult. But he doesn't like being called that.

He ruffled her or Jason's hair. She really needs some word to mention this without confusing her own conscience.

"So how's it going?" 

"Good. School's nice except Chloe. She just-" She groaned and threw her hands in the air. "-I hope she doesn't end up in my class next month. We are starting the new school year." 

Dick chuckled, "Good Luck then. Jason looks funny doing that." He pulled out his phone. "Please do it again. I'm falling short of blackmail material." 

She gasped. "Are you trying to BlAcKmAiL my soulmate?" Her tone was low and dangerous.

Dick gulped and threw the phone in a random direction. "NO! I DIDN'T MEAN TO OFFEND YOU! PLEASE DON'T CUT MY COOKIE SUPPLY-" 

She put a hand up to stop him. She started again, in the same tone as before.

"You will send them to me. I am on shortage of blackmail too. And the first time I meet him in my own body, I will need them." 

His jaw flew open as he pointed at her and his eye twitched, "YOU SCARED ME! I THREW MY PHONE SOMEWHERE!" 

There was silence for some time and then Marinette wheezed, which caused both of them to start laughing loudly.

"Let's go make some Macarons and then we'll go collect some blackmail stuff." They both went to kitchenette.

He opened her eyes still in a defensive stance. But when the painful amount of pink struck his eyes, he relaxed. He looked in the mirror. He looked at his, more like Marinette's hair, which was wet, then forehead, then eyes, then nose, then lips and when he went a little down the neck. He screamed and ran away from the mirror, covering the lower half covered with the towel with his arms. He closed his eyes.

"NOPE! NOT HAPPENING BRAIN! DON'T!" Nobody came up, so he assumed that her parents must be busy. He sighed and went towards the closet. 

This that this that. Too short. Too long. Not cute. Too pink. How can that be comfortable? Too girly. 

He sighed and took out the shirt he had given her and put some shorts with it. If she was here, she would have smacked him hard. He laughed at the thought of her smacking him. They have never met each other in person. Only through phone calls, and their personal diary. 

He looked at himself in the mirror. She was cute. The first thing he will do when they will meet in person would be pinching her cheeks.

His mouth formed an 'o' when he looked at the mirror. His throat made a weird sound which was similar to choking as he covered his chest with those small hands. How can she leave him with this? Why? Now he will have to figure out how to wear th-that thing! The thing women wear! YES BRA! He can't go to the bakery to ask help like this. She will pay for this. He huffed and looked for that piece of cloth.

Okay. Maybe it wasn't so hard. WHO WAS HE KIDDING? IT WAS SO FU**ING HARD TO PUT THIS THING ON! IT HAS BEEN 20 MINUTES AND HIS ARMS ARE SORE.

He accomplished his goal after 45 minutes and let himself fall on the bed. He doesn't care if she's angry that he put on clothes when they changed…. Wait, that doesn't sound offensive at all. He's at advantage. It's not like he saw that. He covered them with napkins and then put on that idiotic clothing them removed the napkins.

"This is my home now. I'm not going anywhere but sleep here after a f***ing struggle for one f***ing hours. I will sleep till I change back even if it means five days. Now I'm rambling to myself." He shut his mouth and laid there.

The sound of the clock was the most annoying thing he had ever heard. He started counting. 

"F*** IT! YOU KNOW WHAT! I QUIT!" He stood up and went towards the board. She always pins small notes on what to do. 

Dress 

"Nope can't do that."

Shopping

"I don't want to suffer her wrath if I get something ugly."

Baking

"I can do that. But I'm not in the mood."

Homework

"I can do that!"

He went to the desk and got to work.

Chapter-13 "Ummm.. Breakfast?"

The new redness in the comforting darkness had me squinting my eyes to go back to the darkness. I moved my hands to cover my face with the blanket, but a rough voice pulled me out from my struggles to go back to sleep. 

"It's time to open your eyes angel."

I groaned and rolled on my stomach in an attempt to brush the person away. But it seems like he didn't get the hint.

"I already let you sleep one extra hour. You need to get up." 

Realising nothing can be done right now, I feigned sleep as my last resort. I heard a sigh.

"I know you are awake, Madamoseil."   

I opened one eye to see a pair of emeralds looking back at me. I sat and opened my eyes fully. 

"Good morning to you too Robin. You know I'm not a morning person but you just have to disrupt my sleep don't you?"

A chuckle left his beak. I smiled. They say 'the first impression is the last impression.' But I can clearly feel my impression of him is changing. When I look into those green pools, I see pain and longing. He tries to look through but his eyes give everything away. I don't know why but I find myself enjoying his company. If someone had told me that I will enjoy his company when I came here, I would have bi**h-slapped them right there. 

"If I recall correctly, you were the one who was eager to wake up early, help me feed the birds?" His expression is almost the same but I can see amusement in his eyes, he knows he's winning.

"Fair enough." I touch the corner of my lip to feel some drool. I feel my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. I jumped out of bed with a squeal. But my clumsy self can't do anything good. So instead of landing on my feet, I got tangled in the blanket and fell off the bed. I waited for the impact but it never came. I opened my eyes.

And lo and behold. My secret crush hash friend saved me. Again. I felt my face heat up. This time I slowly removed the blankets, stood up and slowly walked towards the door to take a bath. All the while feeling his amused gaze on my back. I internally slapped myself for being so awkward. I hurriedly undressed and poured the cold water on my face to wake myself up. The red color slowly left my face. Thank God. 

I rubbed my ass. It would've hurt pretty bad if it weren't for him. Speaking of him….. 

How did he catch me again? With his wings? But he can't catch me with his wings? He couldn't have used his talons. They would have scratched my back, not to mention he was wearing shoes. Or was he? 

I scratched my head. And sighed. I untangled my hair and stepped away from the wet floor. I opened the door and entered my room. A dress was already sitting on the chair near the bed. It has become a tradition, well sort of. I left Robin choose the dresses I wear and he lets me make him some clothes. Pretty simple deal. It's not like I mind, I have to admit he has a pretty good taste. 

I put the dress on and wear the corset. I was dreading this part, like always. I mean, who made this thing? It's so suffocating. After I was fine I walked outside. The familiar hallway greeted me, I couldn't help but compare it to when I had just arrived. It still has some dust here and there but compared to when I arrived it's a big improvement. The pictures weren't even visible due to the amount of dust on them. 

I didn't even realise when I reached the dining table. Looking at the dishes, I saw that Robin had already prepared enough to feed five of me. I gazed at his emerald orbs as he caught my state but didn't look away. It was….. strange to say, everytime I look into his eyes, I feel this strange sensation in my stomach, just like when I was younger, with Adrien…. Alya had later told me that they are called butterflies and you only feel butterflies in your stomach when you look at someone you like. It's a symptom of having a 'crush'. 

I snorted at my fairy-tales. Robin raised a single eyebrow. 

How does he do that? I can't raise an eyebrow without the other one. What the hell? 

I tried to mimic him and he let out a raspy chuckle. Instead of a chuckle, it sounded like a chirrup. I couldn't hold myself, I burst out laughing. Soon I was in tears. I looked at him and noticed redness on his cheeks. 

"Are you bLuShInG?" He turned even more redder. I burst out into another guy of laughter. 

He huffed and crossed his wings around his waist, looking anywhere but her way. "I'M NOT BLUSHING MADAMOSEIL! YOU ARE CLEARLY MISTAKEN!" He tries his best to sound casual but unfortunately for him, his voice sounded alarmed, like a little child denying he didn't steal candy after getting caught red-handed. 

A goofy grin made its way to my face. And from the look on his face, it must be really creepy. My shoulders were shaking in an attempt to stop the laugh threatening to escape from my mouth. 

He suddenly turned her way, the whole aura of the room changed. His eyes note into hers with such intensity, that she froze into her place. All she could see were those green eyes, green and calm like newborn leaves. They feel comfortable silence, it should have been a comfortable silence. With each passing second, she felt heat rise in her body, starting from her neck and slowly climbing towards her face. She couldn't help it, the stare was too much, she wanted to melt into a puddle right then and there, but her body seemed to have a mind of-

"Marinette" the name rolled from his tongue so perfectly that she felt butterflies in her stomach at full force. Was her name always this beautiful? "Breathe." 

Concern was evident in his face. Huh? What did he say? Breathe? Am I- OOOHHHH! I'm not breathing. When did I hold my breath? He stood up from his seat and walked towards me, I felt myself craving his touch. I wanted to hug him…..

He touched my arm and said something, his beak moved, but I couldn't hear a thing, all I could think was how his beak felt under my hands. He leaned closer, concern evident in his eyes. I involuntarily opened my lips, and….. coughed. 

F*** Was I holding my BREATH? Whoa…. 

"Are you okay Angel?" 

"I- Um… yeah yeah." I noticed my head, in reality my brain felt like goo. Whatever was happening to me, I needed to get a grip, luckily, he dropped it.

"So I tried some desserts today. Since you were later than usual." Finally, I succeeded in treating my face off him and into the food. 

"Let's see how it tastes then." I smiled.

Meeting the night of vengeance

This is for Flashpoint Paradox week day 3, "he was my friend too, if we can bring him back, I'm in." @maribatgetin

Barry marched inside the Wayne Manor. It looked even darker than he remembered. It seemed that the light was afraid to enter the building, it looked like no one had ever tried to clean up the place. The dust that covered the walls made it look abandoned and inhabited. It had no signs of life.

"Alfred?" Barry yelled in the empty manor.

"Bruce!" He tried again.

"Bruce! It's Barry!" Still nothing.

He continued calling out for Bruce and Alfred but eventually gave up. He decided to go to the batcave.

The batcave was looking very different. Too different than what he remembered. Everything was dusty. The cave looked like an actual cave. There was no batcomputer, fancy cars, dinosaur skeleton or that big coin or the batsuits and Robin's suits, okay he can't even count the things that were missing. He moved further into the cave. There was a board with cards, covered in blood…. pinned on it and a gun covered by glass container with a family photo on its side. He could tell it was Bruce and his family before they died. He saw the same picture while exploring the manor with Alfred.

"You were the James Bond of superheroes Bruce, what happened to you?" He was about to lift the container when something hit his head, hard. He looked back to see Batman. With red lenses instead of white, he was looking much older and agrressive…

His train of thought was cut short by another blow from Batman. He didn't have his powers, and he wasn't skilled in martial arts like Batman.

"BRUCE! STOP IT'S ME BARRY!" The Bat's eyes widened and his gun hit him hard. He felt his vision blurring as blood filled his mouth.

"Who are you? And how did you get here?" Batman lifted him up easily, shorter in height but still very powerful.

"Bruce I-" He was punched right in his face and his lip started bleeding.

"Mention my dead son again and you're dead!" His eyes widened comically.

"Thomas Wayne…" He whispered. The Batman took his hand-

"Wrong answer." And broke his finger. He screamed in pain.

"You have nine fingers left, answer wisely." He felt his vision clear and then blur again. His mouth was filled with the mattalic taste of blood.

Batman broke another finger. He screamed in pain again. He tried to speak but blood came out of his mouth instead. 

"My patience is wearing off. On the second thought, you are better off dead." He waited for the blow but it never came. He looked up from his spot to see the back of a familiar woman, she had blocked the punch of Batman.

"Marinette." She looked at him and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Barry…" She helped him stand and laid him on the cot. 

She looked at Batman with teary eyes. He looked guilty.

"You need to keep your anger in control uncle Thomas." Barry's eyes widened.

"He shouldn't have come here in the first place and he kept saying my son's name." Batman growled an answer.

Marinette just let out a dry chuckle, "Beating him isn't going to help bring him back uncle. If I hadn't come, you would have made me a widow." Then she glared at him. Batman met her glare with his own.

Batman looked at Barry with a look he couldn't decipher, but anger was definitely in there, "So you are Allen.

Barry finally found his voice, "U-Uncle Thomas?" 

She kissed his cheek and stood up to get medical supplies. 

"I met Bruce when I was 5. The Waynes came to our bakery. We both immediately clicked. We were best friends. Nothing could separate us.-" She wiped the blood from his lip.

"-Mr. Wayne here and his spouse, came there often and even invited me to their house when he saw Bruce laugh.-" Barry looked at Thomas to see him drinking looking at the far end of the cave.

"Bruce was the one who died in the alley that night." Barry mused in realization.

"Yes. I was there that night. We went to the movies. The man shot Bruce, but before he could shoot me, uncle Thomas beat him to death." Marinette looked sympathetically at Batman. 

"I-I saw Aunt M-martha, hu-hug Bruce and her-her hands covered in-in blood as she hugged Bruce…." She took a deep breath as tears welled up in her eyes.

"I touched her, she-she covered her mouth with her bloody hand. She-she must have felt her hands were slippery, because she- laughed. Laughed like a mad person. Thomas took Bruce from her, checking for anything, any sign of life. I was too scared to go near Martha, I looked at the wide blue eyes of Bruce, t-th-th.. blood…" She broke and sobbed loudly. To Barry's surprise, Batman put a hand on her shoulder and she hugged him. He just patted her back.

"Then Mrs. Wayne became joker… and you became Batman to get rid of the crime. Marinette went home but she was greeted by a burning bakery." Barry said, everything clicking into place.

"I was too busy caring for Martha, who was getting worse day by day. I told her that she doesn't smile anymore. That day when I came home, she had cut her cheeks, the only thing keeping her skin together was two staples. I knew it was too late for her. But I never expected her to become a serial-killer. I forgot about Marinette. She survived on the streets on her own. After so many years, she came to my door, and introduced herself." Batman took off his cowl.

"Now why are you here?" Batman or rather Dr. Thomas glared at him.

"I was the Flash, in-in another timeline. My power was superspeed. Everything was different. Me and some other heroes made a justice league. Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Green Lantern…. And Batman or Bruce Wayne were my friends. I-" Batman cut him short.

"How can I believe you? How can I know that you haven't hit your head somewhere or aren't faking it. I always knew you were wrong for her." 

"I-I…." His eyes suddenly catch the glimpse of his ring. "I can show you! My suit was in my ring." 

A suit did come out of the ring. But it wasn't his…. Barry jumped out of the cot and grabbed the suit, hands shaking.

"Isn't that what you were expecting?" Batman had put his cowl on and Marinette was standing a little away.

"Of course! Zoom did it!" Marinette gave him a confused look while Batman glared at him.

"Zoom came from the future, he repeated the experiment that gave me powers and came back in the past to kill me. He called himself reverse Flash. He created this timeline! This is his suit!" Barry growled.

Marinette waded in, cutting whatever Batman was about to say.  "He's telling the truth, I also remember my childhood. Much different childhood, no streets, no-" She clutched her head. Batman supported her.

"Bruce…." Marinette uttered.

"What?" Batman looked at her face.

"He shot you! That man shot you and Martha! Me and Bruce-" Batman put his finger on her mouth and turned to Barry.

"You mean we can bring back my son?" Barry nodded.

"He was my best friend so if we can bring him back I'm in. But what about you uncle?" Marinette looked like a kicked puppy.

"Bruce can take much better care of you than me. There will be no joker. No world ending war, the world is better off that way." Marinette nodded, eyes hardening and muttered under her breath looking away, " I'll miss you." 

"So what do we have to do?" Batman looked at Barry still clutching the suit angrily.

"First we need to get my powers back." 

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Me in love? NO!

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.

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Teen Titans Go!

Teen Titans Go! Marinette. Or Ladybug. Just a rough sketch so not much detailing.

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Umm... Idea?

@maribat-writing-and-prompts, I was sitting thinking when I was like, "Hey what if Marinette was Bane's little sister who recently started working for joker and band went to Batman for help, because he's weak against her and the stupid clown uses her as a shield."

Also me: *violent coughing* Brucinette.. *coughing continues* But unfortunately *cough* Bruce will lose *cough* lose his bones *cough cough* for that.

NOTE!

Everything's on hold. I got caught. I need to catch up with my class. It's likely that my exams are going to start in December. I need to save my reputation. So goodbye.

If I didn't make it, consider my account deleted.

❤️ Hopefully see you soon!

Yes!

*chokes*

Vampire Batfam

Found this on Pinterest. Just think about it, Batfam is actually a vampire family, but they can't see themselves in mirrors. So when Bruce was small, Alfred was always describing him like,

"Master Bruce, you should apply some makeup on your left side, a little lower, lower no sir a little higher." And stuff.

Then Richard came along. He will dance around Bruce like, "Your lips look as red as blood today. Ah! Look I found this pebble of your skin color." And he's the one who started the tradition of drawing each others pictures. It will be like father-son bonding time for them but they are both horrible at it.

It becomes a tradition, so Jason, Tim also try to draw their portraits but they fail.

Due to his children's curiosity and interest in the subject, Bruce takes a painter and then makes him vampire and orders him to teach them the art of painting.

Like that it comes to Damian. Let's say since Vampires live very long. The age gap between Richard and Damian is like 4000 something years. Back then Richard, Jason and Tim tried looking into mirrors but it didn't work because apparently they have silver coating which is a holy metal and they can't see their reflections.

So imagine that they meet Marinette somehow and then they somehow end up on the topic of mirrors and she shows them the mirror and they can see themselves because nowadays mirrors have aluminum coating instead of silver. Better yet, they were sneaking up on her because she somehow ended up at the haunted manor (Wayne manor) and they wanted to scare her away. She's applying makeup and see them in the mirror and smacks most likely Jason with her purse.

Then they will have a heated discussion on mirrors alone. Bruce wants to adopt her of course. And is like, smart child, become a vampire and live with us, I'm adopting you.

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Ever thought of class reunion of a batboy? I mean we have many times made the batboys go to Marinette's class reunion and expose Lila.

So what if, Marinette goes with Damian to his class reunion and showed everyone that he is also very kind and soft from inside and make everyone feel shame for calling him demon or ice prince.

Or she goes with Dick and everyone see Dick like Bruce. The first charity case of Bruce Wayne, circus boy and whatnot. Marinette eats them raw.

Jason went to school for what? Like 2-3 years so I don't think he will have to go to such reunions and Did Tim go to school?

That's all. Correct me if I'm wrong.