A new start with unexpected many twists (Timinette)

Timinette Prologe

Marinette hated Mondays with a passion. Not only due to the fact, that she was supposed to be in school and learn, instead of sleep through it, it also was the day after Hawkmoth usually creates more than one Akuma to fight, resulting in her and her two teammates wishing they could just faceplant a nice, soft pillow and sleep through the day. She also hated it, because it would be the start of Lie-las weekly lie and she dreaded to hear what the brown haired girl had come up with this time. But this Monday was special. Not because of a gut feeling she had, or because there will probably be a new Akuma, and many more deaths. No. It was a date marked in her calendar. It was the day she stopped crushing on Adrien, stopped believing that her parents knew her better than anyone, stopped trying to get Alya to see Lila was lying and marked the day Luka and Chloe became permanent Miraculous holders. And it marked the day where she tries every year to contact the Justice League and get Batman's help in figuring out the identity of Hawkmoth. Throwing on a dark blue dress that had a white stripe on one side, that was then dotted with the same dark blue, a white jacket and white shoes, she changed the look of Loongs necklace to show a blue gem that was twirling around, mixing different shadowings together. Marinette then grabbed her purse, let Tikki and Loong hide in it, and went to school where the blonde daughter of paris major was waiting for her, being equally as annoyed. Probably.

While the bluenette was walking, she looked around, stopping at some steps to write or draw something into her sketchbook. It was also only due to this occurrence, that she noticed the group of people blocking her way. Rolling her eyes at the tourist group she went to them, wanting to ask if they could let her through. Coming closer, she realized she knew some of the group. Not all of them, per se, and definitely not all of them personally, but she had at least heard of them. The group consists of Louis Lane, Clark Kent, there son's Jon and Conner Kent, as well as Bruce Wayne, his three adopted sons and his bloodson. Still walking closer, Marinette remembered that she still had a commission to sent to Wayne's third son. So them being in Paris was heaven sent. It meant that she didn't need to pay for sending the finished outfit all the way to Gotham. Stopping some steps away, she cleared her throat, ending them all into a frenzy of whirling around to her. "Hello. I don't want to sound rude, even through I am pretty sure it will sound rude, but could you all please move a little? You are kind of blocking the sidewalk and my way to school."

Tim was done. First they decided that, due to Damian and Jon having holidays, that their families would join together in visiting one country they all could agree on. He had actually thanked god that it was France, since he at least would have his coffee there. But he didn't know that when Bruce sayed holidays, he actually meant holidays, which resulted in him being forced to go to bed by Alfred as soon as they arrived and his brothers hiding all of his travel coffee. Than he was dragged out of the bed they forced him into to look around town, without him being allowed his Laptop. They didn't even allow his handy, because he would work instead of taking pictures with it. Sometimes Tim hated that his family was so observant. So, he was dragged around Paris at the ungodly hour of six thirty, which was sooner than the school started in this country (I don't actually know that. But my school starts at eight, so I will just use that.) and listened to his younger brother conversing with his forced best friend. So when a very familiar voice, even though he had only ever talked face to face with the owner twice, asked them to move, he became aware of the fact that he was in France. Owlishly blinking at the girl standing in front of their group he finally got that bit of information filed away. In front of them, with one of her hands stemmed into her side, stood a small, petite bluenette. Her hair was held in pigtails and even though she was small, she held herself with a confidence not many showed when around and at the recivingend of the glare of his family. Before one of them all could say something he went up to her and just held his hand out. Rolling her bluebell eyes again the girl took out a thermoskanne from her backpack and handed it to him. "Drake, I don't think it is save to just take a drink from a person you don't know." That caused the girl to glare at him. "Really. Next time you suddenly decide to visit paris and ordered a commission from me, call. Then I wouldn't need to figure out how to send the stuff halfway across the globe." "Sorry M. I forgot." Her eyebrow shoot up. "Forgot I lived in paris or forgot your family was going to visit?" He sheepishly blinked at the ground. "Both actually." Gaping the girl grabbed her chest. "Timothy Drake. I can't believe you. We phoned two days ago about your commission being finished and you just forgot you were coming to paris. I am still trying to figure out how you figured out that I live here." She grumbled the last part under her breath. "Tim, how about you introduce us to your friend and we then let her through, because I am pretty sure she was on her way to school." Tim rolled his eyes and mustered his best batglare at Jason. "Everyone, this is Marinette. You all remembered how I asked Bruce, if he could ask Jagged about commissioning to MDC? Jagged told me that he also doesn't have her personal contact but that he would connect me with someone that does. I called that number and Marinette arranged it for me to be able to commission to MDC. That was actually some years ago. I completely forgot I had her contact and when I tried to call one of our business partners I accidentally called her. She gave me the talk of my live why you shouldn't wake people up at nearly two o'clock on a school night. Telling her it was an accident just caused her to give me a talk about how I should double check the contacts I call. I think her last words to the conversation were that even a person named Lila could never come up with the idea of the co-CEO of an international firma calling her in the middle of the night because of an accident. Afterwards we somehow always called each other when we needed to rant about something. So no Demon spawn, she is not a stranger. Now let me drink my coffee." Then he went on with drowning the thermos content, ignoring the disbelieving glance of his family. "I know this sounds sudden, but there are things in paris that most tourist don't know about. Would it be ok if you walked a bit with me? I think someone should fill you all in. And I need the thermoskanne Tim is drowning back while also trying not to be late for school." The girl asked, starring at the two families. "Why warning Ms. as much as I know, literally nothing is going on in Paris." Marinette nodded at Dick. "While that is true for everyone who doesn't live in Paris, it sadly isn't for us. I know through the news that your family is close to the JL, which is why you need to be told this. It would be really bad if one of the league members showed up here with the situation going on." "Then lead the way Ms. we wouldnt know where we are going." Smiling at Clark, Marinette went to the front and started a very lengthy explanation about just what has been going on in Paris, why it would be bad if the JL decided to suddenly visit and why exactly so many, including herself, looked why they had once died (surprisingly because they have) and why everyone had a smile on their face, while their eyes portrayed utterly sadness and broken emotions.

(Marinettes Outfit in top.)