Chapter 32

Marinette's P.O.V:

"This café is cute." I looked around the small café that was decorated with everything and anything that appeared antique. The tables, the chairs and even old wall decorations were quaint and old.

"This place is ran by the same people who own the antique shop next door." Damian followed my line of sight as I looked around.

"Is the food any good?" I asked.

"I think it is." We both looked at the menu. "What looks good to you?"

"I don't know. What do you usually get?" I ask.

"They make a good mushroom ravioli that I get sometimes."

"Then I'll try that." I wave down a waiter.

"Are you two ready to order?" The waiter looked expectantly at the two of us.

"Yes. I'll have the mushroom ravioli." I smiled to the waiter.

"Anything to drink?"

"Water is fine."

"And for you?" The waiter turns to Damian.

"I'll have the same." Damian never takes his eyes off of me.

"Okay." The waiter takes the menus from us. "I'll put that order in right away."----------"You are right again, Damian." I smile across the table at him. "This really is good."

"I would never lie to you, Angel." Damian answers. He was just about to take a bite of his own food when he catches sight of something. I see something colorful in my peripherals. We both look over to the front door to see both Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy walk in like they were looking for something.

"Are ya sure, Red?" Harley looks around the shop for a moment.

"I'm positive. Look at the plants by the door. They are positively thriving."

"I don't see anythin' funky 'round here though, babe." Harley begins to walk further into the café.

"Whatever it is, it's in here. The plants can feel it. I can feel it." She too begins to walk further into the shop. "It's getting stronger."

"What are they talking about?" I whisper to Damian.

"I don't know." He quickly answers. "Something about Ivy and her plants."

"Can ya pinpoint exactly what it is? I'm getting' hungry and this food is looking mighty tasty." Harley looks over at our food. "Whatcha eatin'? It smells good whateva it is."

"Mushroom ravioli." I look up to the colorful blonde and smile.

"Oh, well aren't you as cute as a button." Harley grins at me before looking at Damian. "And your hangin' out with a Wayne." She waves to Damian.

"It's her." Ivy looks at me with wide eyes.

"What?" All three of us look a little confused at the red head.

"She's what's making my babies happy."

"Perfect!" Harley says excitedly as she pulls up a chair to sit at our table. "Boy have we been looking everywhere for ya, little lady."

"You were looking for me?" I pointed to myself. "Why?"

"Yes." Damian gave the two women a mean look. "Why?"

"It's nothin' bad, I promise." Harley held her hands up in surrender. "Red here just felt somethin' strange goin' on with her plants is all."

"Strange how?" I was confused and probably looked even more confused. "And what does this have to do with me?"

"You're healing them." Ivy pulled up her own chair. "It's like you are creating life when the plants were almost dead. They love you." Ivy smiled over at me. "Please, tell me your name sweetheart."

"I'm Marinette." My confusion still didn't fade.

"Well, my sweet Marigold, what brought you to Gotham?"

"I won the Thomas and Martha Wayne Scholarship and brought my class to Gotham to tour its schools and landmarks." I looked over at Damian who seemed to be just as confused, if not a little angry.

"A scholarship, huh? Will you be goin' to GU after the summer?" Harley put her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her hands while she looked fondly at me.

"Yes." I nodded.

"How excitin'! I remember my college days."

"Is there something that you two want?" Damian looked deliberately at the two.

"Do we want somethin', Red?" Harley looked over to her partner.

"Would you be willing to come with us sometime?" Ivy asked.

"No." Damian sounded a bit mad.

"Damian." I shook my head at him. "You don't even know exactly what they want." I turn my attention to Ivy. "Why would you want me to come with you?"

"I want you to save some dying plants that are almost extinct here in Gotham. I don't know how you do it, but all the plants that are around you seem to heal and bloom brighter. It's like you are their personal bit of sunshine."

"You aren't trying to revive some crazy poisonous plant, are you?" Damian looks skeptically at her.

"No, Damian Wayne." The red head looks at him. "Why do you care so much about what I want with Marigold anyways?"

"Because she is my girlfriend." Damian channeled his inner Batman to sound as serious as possible.

"Awe! Red, how cute." Harley smiled at the two of us before suddenly frowning. "We totally crashed a date. Kinda rude of us." She looked apologetically at the two.

"No, it's okay." I patted Harley's hand in comfort. "I would be happy to help the plants in whatever way I can."

"Thank you, my little Marigold." Ivy pulls out her phone and begins typing on it. "Here. Put your number in."

"Okay." I began to type in my number and hand the phone back.

"We can set this all up later." Ivy sends a quick message for confirmation then turns to the billionaire. "Damian, you can come too if it will make you feel any better. We will leave you to your date." The two stand up.

"Can we get some to go food before we leave?" Harley asks as they walk away.

"Sure, Harls."

"You shouldn't trust them." Damian looks back to me.

"I don't know. Something tells me they may have changed for the better. When was the last time they got into any trouble?"

"It's been a few months."

"See? I think we should help them." I take another bite of my food.

"We should talk to father about this before we do and see if you can actually heal plants."

"I probably do." I shrug. "I don't think I have ever killed a plant since well, you know... Tikki probably has answers. We can have a bit of a family meeting once we get home." I smile brightly at my boyfriend.

"Okay." He sighs before smiling back. "Let's finish this date first."