To Marry a Vigilante

Part 12

To Marry a Vigilante: Part 12

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Chloé was angry. Scratch that, she was furious. And there were several people sharing her anger. She was so angry, she gave Cass a quick peck on the cheek at midnight (to thank her for untying her and Marinette) before storming away, not even fully noticing what she did. She was out for blood and she would get some.

Lila had the guts to start sprouting her lies as soon as the paramedics got to her. She tried to tell them how she knew Damian since they were kids and she thought they were in love. She tried to make Marinette into a monster and a bully. Her facts contradicted even with what she was saying a second ago. And then, when a very angry Bruce Wayne pointed out that Damian grew up in a sect in the middle-east, she blamed her failed lies on the leftovers of being possessed. Chloé wanted to kill that witch right there, but paramedics bought the story and catered her away to Gotham General for inspection. That Liar would, in the end, be (regrettably) fine.

"I want that idiotic blond skinned!" She screamed in frustration when she barged into the Batcave.

"I will get the knives," Sabine perked up. Her expression still made a game of Russian roulette with a handgun seem safer than her.

"No." Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose. "Can we... Not jump to killing?"

"That's your rule, Wayne." The (technically) former assassin stared at him. The two had a silent battle of wills until Cass walked between the two.

"Enough. Catch first. Argue later."

"You're right, sweetie. I'm still getting my knives though. Tom! Bring the bag!" She turned to her husband. He saluted and dropped a rather large sports bag on the table. Sabine unzipped it and allowed everyone to see what was inside. And it was both scary and incredible.

There were all sorts of knives, swords, other bladed weapons, several guns, at least one rifle, and more. What immediately got everyone's attention was that no weapon was simple, but all were nonetheless efficient. They were all very high-quality, with customizations in place and each had a small tiger logo. The Wu-San clan symbol.

"Um... I'm not sure Miraculous is supposed to be used to smuggle that much weapons between countries." Tim decided to point out.

"Oh honey, don't worry. I would've brought it all regardless. We just saved some time at best."

"Oh-kay..." The boy nodded, not entirely convinced and very much worried.

"I like your style." Jason smiled at the woman. He tried to reach for one of the weapons, but her hand grabbed his wrist.

"I would be careful. Some of the items here have... special functions. One gun definitely has a palm scanner. If it's not Mari, Tom, me, or Sandra using it, it will surely be a shocking experience.

"I definitely like your style." He grinned. One of his guns found its way onto the table. "Magnetic safety lock. My gauntlets have built-in circuits that deactivate the safety mechanism. No one else can shoot them."

"Smart boy. Tom, do we still have some macarons left?" She looked at her husband.

"Is she... Is she trying to reward Todd by giving him a cookie? I mean I knew he was right... Yeah, I'm shutting up." Tim muttered when Alfred stared pointedly at him.

"Master Damian and Madame Marinette are safely celebrating New Year and won't be interrupted. After this evening, I think it would be best to give them the remainder of the night to rest."