bore da!!!!!! do you have any favourite lesser known welsh foods?
two words: welsh. oggie. it might not be as lesser known, but it's all I ever think about. imagine a cornish pasty, but twice the size, and instead of beef and swede, it contains lamb and leeks. one day I will have an oggie like the one I had when I was seven years old and innocent in the world, and everything will be alright again.
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This is a random short set sometime after Damian begins calling Marinette Copycat. This also introduces Kate Kane to the story. Without further adieu, let’s get on with the story.
Aunt Kate
Marinette had never truly met her Aunt Kate before, had simply heard stories of her. Marinette had never intended to meet her Aunt Kate, not like this anyways.
Marinette was staring at her Aunt Kate as she bled out in the Bat Cave.
“Hey Pipsqueak. Don’t you have a bedtime or some’in?” Kate raised an eyebrow as she leaned against a dark red and black motorcycle.
Marinette raised an eyebrow in return and scoffed. “Shouldn’t you know better than to bleed out in other people’s homes, Aunt Kate?”
Kate raised both of her eyebrows before narrowing her eyes. “Who are you?”
Marinette was about to respond when she heard the all too familiar rumble of Jason’s bike as he rode into the Cave. “Hey Pixie Pop? We got any of Alfie’s lemon pie left?” Jason pulled off his helmet and shook out his hair before he noticed the extra person in the Cave. “Kate?”
“Jason. Who’s this?” Kate asked. She glanced between the two silently.
Jason smiled and shed his domino mask before walking over to Marinette. “Kate, this is Bruce’s newest kid. Mari’s a year younger than Damian and has ambitions of her own that don’t have to do with Wayne Enterprises.”
Kate nodded before holding out a hand. “Kate Kane. Brucie’s cousin.”
“Marinette Dupain-Cheng-Wayne. Youngest of the Wayne clan.”
Kate nodded. “When’s your dad supposed to be home?”
Jason shrugged. “He doesn’t do any of the patching up. It’s mostly Alfie and Pixie Pop here who do it. Babs’ll do it if she’s in.”
Kate nodded, holding her side stiffly. “Shit.” She uttered. “Just my luck.”
“I could look at it? I patch up Jay-Jay most of the time.” Mari offered with a sheepish smile on her face.
“Sure kid. You can’t do any worse than I did.”
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Kate was amazed at the work of her newest niece. She had clean margins and it would result in minimal scarring. She filed away that information for later, knowing she’d probably have to use her niece to stitch her up again.
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Kate smiled down at her youngest nephew. “Hey Damian. Your dad in?”
Damian scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “As if. He’s in a board meeting with Drake. What do you want Kane?”
“I was coming to see your dad. Are any of your older siblings in?”
“Grayson’s at his apartment in Bludhaven, Todd is at his apartment in the city, Gordon is with her father, Thomas is out protecting the city, Brown is who knows where, and Cain is probably wherever Brown is. It’s just Copycat, Pennyworth and myself at the moment.”
Kate frowned. “Copycat?”
“Yes?” Marinette appeared at Damian’s elbow with icing on the tip of her nose. “Auntie Kate!”
“Pipsqueak is Copycat?” Kate asked.
Damian nodded and wrapped an arm around Marinette. “You call Copycat Pipsqueak?”
Kate laughed and nodded. “How about I take the two of yous out for the day?”
Damian looked at Marinette and raised an eyebrow. “You wanna go out?”
“Let me finish icing the cake? Then we can go?”
Damian swiped his finger across the tip of her nose and smiled. “You best clean up before we go out.”
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Kate smiled at her niece and nephew and nodded. She’d made the right decision in taking these two out.
This story, or at least the first six chapters, can be found on FanFiction.Net under the same name, where my username is MrsDiablousRiddle. Just letting y’all know so you don’t assume it was stolen and posted without my permission.
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