No one from Françoise Dupont High School expected Marinette Dupain-Cheng to walk into the ten year reunion. As far as they knew, she hadn't been invited. Marinette strode in, with her head held high, and walked right up to Lila Rossi.
"I want to thank you for being such a bitch to me, Lila." Mari smiled, "You changed my life for the better."
"E-Excuse me?" Lila questioned.
'There' no way that forcing her out of school and isolating her gave her an amazing life!'
"That whole shit about telling people what they wanted to hear." Marinette began to explain, "I got really tired of defending myself and being told that I had to 'love you' to make you a better person by the staff. I got tired of being stacked with doing shit for free: all that babysitting I never said I would do, the banners, uniforms, clothes, fundraisers! It was exhausting for a fifteen year old."
Mari smiled, "Once you turned everyone against me, I realized how much free time I had! I signed up for homeschooling and worked extremely hard to graduate early. I even skipped a couple grades. It turned out that my husband's family were huge fans of my designs, so they offered to pay for my schooling if I moved."
"Husband?" Lila asked, concerned, "I didn't realize you had gotten married."
"Yeah." Marinette stated, "We met when I was seventeen and got married when I was nineteen; we have two kids."
Lila looked up and down at her arch-rival. Aside from a growth spurt and a larger chest, Marinette didn't look like she had changed at all. She looked like she was in her early twenties!
"So, thank you for bullying me." Marinette continued with a smile, "It was the best thing that could have happened to me."
Lila stayed silent. She didn't know what to say to that. None of her other victims had ever thanked her. She could feel eyes on them. She knew people were listneing in on their conversation. If she started to make a scene, it wouldn't end well.
"We'll, I'm married too!" Announced Lila.
"Oh, congrats." Marinette smiled, "Where is the lucky person?"
Lila spotted a tall, dark, and handsome man walk into the venue.
"There he is." Lila smiled.
Lila watched as her prey came towards them.
'Just a few more feet and I'll be able grab him. I'm sure he wouldn't mind playing along for a few minutes.'
Lila reached out a hand to grab him, when he put his arm around Marinette's waist and kissed her.
"Hello, Habibiti." he spoke.
"Everything okay without us at the company?" Mari asked.
He sighed, "Yes. It was just Grayson being himself."
Marinette giggled, "I'm sorry, Lila. This is my husband, Damian Wayne. Where were you saying your spouse is?"
Lila plastered a smile on her face, "They just stepped out. They had their cellphone out. It must be an important client. We're both models."
'There's no way she is married to this guy! The sooner she leaves, the sooner I can tell everyone I recognize him as an actor.'
Lila couldn't believe her luck. Adrien had just walked though the doors.
'Marinette was obsessed with him for years! Her fake marriage will be exposed and I can get the guy to stay with me. It doesn’t matter how much she paid him. I'm sure I could pay him more.'
"Marinette!" Adrien shouted.
He was quick to run over and hug her, pulling her away from her husband.
"Agreste, put my wife down." Damian growled.
Adrien turned his attention to Damian and froze.
"Hey, Wayne." He smiled, before looking around, "Where are the kids? Where's my neice and nephew?"
'Kids? They're really married and have kids?'
"They're with my parents, Adrien." Mari answered, "I'm sure they're being fed sugar and will pass out soon."
"So, is that an invite?" the model asked.
"To my parent's place for sweets?" Mrs. Wayne questioned, "You live here! They call me like once a week saying you were at the bakery!"
Adrien chuckled, "No. What about my time with the kids?"
Marinette looked to Damian, who shrugged. She turned to Adrien and shot him a look.
"Tell you what, you can see them in two days." she replied, "A whole day with Uncle Adrien."
'Uncle Adrien?'
"Really?" Adrien cried out, happily.
"But, you got to plan it." she answered.
"Disneyland Paris?" the Agreste heir suggested.
"Fine." Marinette growled, "But if you lose one of my kids, again, I will hurt you."
Adrien glanced towards Damian.
"Adrien, if you think my husband is scarier, just because you have seen his sword collection, you're wrong." Marinette Wayne declared, "You lose one of my children, I will hurt you worse than my husband could ever imagine."
"Got it." Adrien smiled, "Plan awesome VIP experience for the kids!"
"Great!" Mari smiled back.
"Man, you moving really toughened you up." the model winced.
"I punched my brother-in-law the first day there because I thought he grabbed my ass." Mrs. Wayne spoke.
"That is still one of my best days ever. No one has underestimated you since." Damian stated, before kissing her head.
"So, what are you doing here?" Adrien questioned, "Didn't you graduate like two years before us?"
"Oh, I just wanted to thank Lila for bullying me and getting me homeschooled." Marinette smiled, "It sucked that she bullied me, at the time, but if she hadn't done that, I wouldn't be with Damian and we wouldn't have our kids."
Adrien quickly turned to Lila, "Thank you for being a bitch to my best friend. I love my niece and nephew. Marinette, do you think we should get her like a fruit basket or something?"
Mari laughed, "We have dinner plans so we're gonna head out. Enjoy the reunion, Adrien."
Adrien took a step back and eyed Marinette's dress. It was a short black bodycon dress with puffy transparent sleeves. He eyed the black heels, warily.
"Dressed like that?" he questioned.
"Eyes on my wife's face, Agreste." Damian growled.
Adrien rolled his eyes, "She's all yours. I don't think I've ever seen you dressed like this, is all. You think you'll be able to take care of the kids dressed like that?"
Marinette answered, "They are staying with my parents tonight." before walking away.
Adrien watched as Damian placed his hand at Marinette's waist, likely making sure she didn't fall in those heels.
Adrien smiled, evilly, "Hey, Marinette!"
The designer turned to look back at her friend.
"I want another neice or nephew!" he shouted.
Marinette's face morphed from shock to embarassment, before she quickly glared at her best friend. She squeaked as she was quickly lifted into her husband's arms.
"Damian, you put me down!" she snapped at him.
"No." her husband responded.
"Why not?" she growled.
"Adrien won't get his wish if you're in jail for harming him." Damian smirked.
Marinette buried her face in her husband's chest and remained silent.
Adrien laughed as Marinette was carried out of the reunion. Nino walked up to him, confused.
"You….You kept in touch with Mari?" he questioned.
"Of course!" Adrien smiled, brightly, "I helped her with her math sometimes and she talks with Father about designing. She's my best friend."
"Designs?" Rose asked.
"Marinette is a fashion designer in the states." he answered, "Her husband's family runs an international company. She occasionally designs for their clothing line, but they do other stuff, too. Marinette has an office in their building, but she mostly does custom work. I think last year someone asked for a wedding dress. It was around $25,000."
"Seriously?" Alya asked, full of surprise.
"Oh yeah!" Adrien smiled, "She's an amazing deisgner. A lot of her dresses and suits have been coming out on runways and red carpet events."
"You're forgetting that she bullied Lila!" cried Sabrina, "She was mean to her! How can you be friends with her?"
"Actually, it was the other way around." Adrien stated, "Lila once claimed that Mari pushed her, after school, so hard that she injured her knee and was forced to walk home with a limp. I tried to tell you that Marinette couldn't have done it; Marinette had been with me the day before. You told me I was just confused. You never let me speak. You just decided Lila was right."
The class just stared at him.
'Had they really done that? Had they ignored Adrien when he tried to defend Marinette?'
"You never listened to me or Marinette when we told you about Lila being a lying bitch." he shrugged.
"But you're married!" Kim shouted, "How can you choose Marinette over a model?"
"I didn't. I'm bi and dating a male model from my father's company." Adrien announced, "Lila was fired when she was sixteen. Wasn't Lila held back a grade? Why is she even here? You didn't graduate with us or even from this school."
"It was a computer error!" Max spoke up, "Lila said that-
Adrien rolled his eyes, "Her mother called Natalie and declared she was owed a meeting with my father. She said we ruined Lila's future by forcing her to model. She threatened to sue the Gabriel brand until we showed her the 'signatures' on the forms. Turns out, Lila forged those so her mother's hands were tied. Her mother started shouting how she should send her to boot camp, back in Italy, as the left the house."
One by one they turned to look at Lila.
"i-I wanted to see everyone." she whispered, weakly, "I missed my friends."
"Thank for stopping by." Adrien stated, "You can leave now."
"Adrikins!" Chloe shouted.
"Chloe!" Adrien called back, "I missed you. We loved that spa treatment. You're the best!"
Chloe smiled and pulled Adrien away from the rest of the group to socialize with the other students.
"You still talk to that trash?" they heard Chloe ask.
"Rossi?" Adrien questioned, "Nah. You missed Marinette by a couple minutes. She came here and thanked Lila for being a raging bitch. The rest of them were still trying to kiss ass."
"The queen, herself, and I missed it." the Bourgeois heiress teased.
"Date night." Adrien quipped, "She brought Damian and the demon brigade."
"I missed the little ones?" she screeched.
Adrien laughed, "They're with her parents. Better book your time with them before they leave again. Oh, and Mari is already threatening bodily harm if anything happens to them."
"You lost one last time!" Chloe cried.
"I said I was sorry!" Adrien rebutted.
Chloe scoffed, "You're lucky you didn't die that day."
"I know." Adrien sighed, "Would it be weird if I put them on one of those kid leashes? I feel like they would fuck with me and purposely try to get lost to see me sweat, again. Honestly, I don't know if it's a mini Damian or mini Marinette. Don't get me wrong, Damian is frightening and he could probably work in the CIA torture room, but seeing Marinette pissed off, scares the living crap out of me. She's creative and could probably make something specifically to hurt me."
Chloe looked up from her phone, "I bought you the leashes. They'll be here tomorrow. You're welcome."
"Chloe." Adrien replied, "You didn't answer me."
"I was frenemies with her for years, Adrikins." Chloe answered, "Mari will find some way to hurt you and she wouldn't need her godly husband to do it. You have every right to fear for your life for pissing her off. Look at what happened to the idiot brigade: they believed a liar and bullied her. None of their dreams came true. The Waynes own half the companies those idiots wanted to work for. I wouldn't put it past Damian to rat those losers out to his family and have them blacklisted. You have seen how overprotective he is of their kids; he's the same way with her."
"True." Adrine sighed, "He still yells at me when I hug her."
"Idiot." Chloe declared, rolling her eyes.
The class looked at each other before pulling out their phones. They looked up Marinette and the Wayne family. The class shifted nervously as they realized what Chloe had said was true. The Waynes and Marinette owned their jobs. They were all comfortable with their jobs, but they weren't anything to brag about. They had all wanted bigger and better things at thirteen.
None of them were the doctors, rock stars, DJs, journalists, environmentalists, or the Olympians they thought they would be. They worked desk jobs or became something close to what they wanted. Lila knew she would never model again when Gabriel told her that he was going to blacklist her. The Waynes owned everything from food to biolabs to steel to shipbuilding and aerospace. Lila silently left the reunion as everyone came to terms that their dreams ended long ago.
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Adrien sighed for the tenth time that day and he had only had coffee an hour ago. It was obvious to him that things were still tense between Mari and Damian, since the announcement, last week. He never meant to get between them. He knew he had to fix this.
"Damian, do you think we can talk?" he questioned, hesitantly.
"I believe we should." Damian admitted and let Adrien lead the way back to his room.
"I have to ask," Adrien expressed, concerned, "are you still upset about the name?"
"Yes. I didn't want her to take anything away from you during this experience. You should have been the one to come up with the name. This is your child, Adrien, not ours. You are experiencing all of this for the first time and you deserve to." Damian stated, taking a deep breath.
"Honestly, Damian, I don't mind." the soon-to-be father stated, "Mari did tell me that you would be upset with her. She told me that you wanted me to choose the name."
Damian remained silent.
"I had been trying to find a name and it just turned out that Mari had the perfect name already picked out. Don't be mad at her, Damian. Everything she said at dinner is true." Adrien admitted, "I wanted her opinion on the nursery. I forgot she was asleep and called her, but when she never responded, I got scared. I remembered you put her to bed and went to she if she was still asleep. She wasn't there and I started to panic because you were at work."
"I looked around the house and went to the gardens." Adrien continued, "She was resting against a tree with Titus. Titus never got up or barked, as I got closer. Mari was just sitting there rubbing her belly and talking, wondering what she would look like. I heard her say 'Emma' and I told her I liked it. She immediately began to panic. She did try to persuade me to pick a different name."
Damian sighed in response.
"I am pleased that Titus was with her. I'm…..disappointed he didn't alert her to your presence, even if he is accustomed to you, but I can see that it is not her fault. Did you decided on a paint color?" he asked.
"Eventually. I never got the chance to ask her about colors. She seemed really upset so I let her relax with Titus. I ended up looking at the pictures for another hour or so, before I chose a pale pink for the walls and decided that white furniture would be best." Adrien decided.
"Paint first; it'll be harder to maneuver the furniture once it's been built." the father of two, pointed out.
Adrien nodded before speaking, "You should talk to Mari."
Damian raised his brow.
"The others may not see it, but I can tell she's upset and your stand on the name is taking a toll on her. She doesn't hide it well, especially right now, and I can only guess it's because you've been upset with her." Adrien reach out and placed his hand on Damian's knee, "I don't want to tell you how to be a husband; I'm just concerned, as her friend."
Damian stood up and headed towards the door. He stopped as he opened the door.
"You're getting there, Agreste." he smiled and left in search of his wife, leaving Adrien confused.
Damian looked around for Marinette to apologize, only to find her in the kitchen with their daughters, eating ice cream.
"Ice cream for lunch?" he questioned.
"Mommy's idea." They said, pointing the blame.
Marinette just put another spoonful of strawberry cheesecake swirl in her mouth.
"I see." Damian spoke, "Well, let's put that away for now. We can save the rest for dessert, after dinner. I need some help making some sandwiches." taking the ice cream away from their daughters.
"I want to help." Amaya cried.
"Me too!" Jun shouted.
"How about you both help me and we'll have a picnic in the garden?" Damian offered.
"I'll get the blanket!" Amaya claimed, running away.
"I'll get the bread!" Jun exclaimed, going towards the pantry.
With them distracted, he moved to his wife's side, as shoves another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. Damian leaned over and placed a kiss on her head, making her freeze.
"I apologize, Habibiti; I've been unfair to you." Damian spoke.
Marinette lowered the spoon and turned to look at him. Damian immediately felt his heart clench, seeing the tears in his wife's eyes. He always hated it when she cried. He wanted to make those that harmed her pay and it hurt worse then anything to know that it was him that caused them. Marinette leaned into him, acknowledging his apology.
"Why don’t you take Titus and wait outside. The girls and I can prepare the food." he suggested.
Marinette nodded, leaving the tub of ice cream on the counter, and left in search of the guard dog.
Adrien looked out the window to see Marinette and Titus, laying by the same tree.
'Aw, man. I hoped talking with Damian would have solved everything. Maybe he hasn't talked to her yet?'
Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Damian walking towards Mari with a basket and a blanket. He smiled.
'Looks like a date.'
He turned to head back to his room when he heard his name being called.
"Huh?" he looked around in confusion.
"Uncle Adrien!" Amaya and Jun shouted.
"Yes?" Adrien asked his nieces.
The girls grabbed his hands and tugged him slightly.
"Come on!" Jun cried, "We're having a picnic!"
"Oh, but I'm sure it's for your family only." Adrien replied, gently turning them down.
"Daddy said you're family, too." Amaya smiled.
Adrien smiled as he let the girls lead him to the tree. The blanket was already laid out. Titus was sprawled out on an edge. Marinette and Damian were sitting next to each other, as if nothing had ever happened.
"We helped Daddy make lunch today." Amaya explained.
"You did?" Adrien questioned, as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
"Yeah!" Jun shouted.
"They aren't pulling you away from anything important?" Marinette asked.
"No." Adrien spoke, shaking his head, "I was just ordering paint for the nursery."
"What color did you decide on?" She questioned.
"A pale pink. Blush; I think?" the soon-to-be father said, "I'm starting to rethink if I should get white furniture or a dark wood."
The girls began to show Adrien which food they helped make and get out of the fridge. Adrien took a bite of each of them, complimenting them as he did.
"Adrien seems like he'll make a great father." Mari giggled, leaning into her husband's arms.
"He does, Angel." Damian commented.
Daughters names
Amaya Lee (Arabic-Amaya= lucky, Chinese-Lee= plum)
Jun Slyvie ( Chinese-Jun= truthful, obedient, French-slyvie= spirit of the wood)
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