Chapter 33

Marinette's P.O.V:

"Welcome back Master Damian, Miss Marinette." Alfred greeted the two of us as we walked inside.

"Hey Alfred. Where is everybody?" I asked.

"They are all in the house somewhere. Who are you looking for?" Alfred asked curiously.

"We actually need to talk to everyone. A 'family meeting' is what Angel is calling it." Damian spoke up.

"May I ask what this is about?" Alfred questioned.

"We saw Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy while on our date today." I smiled at the butler.

"They had some pretty interesting things to say, too." Damian still seemed a bit annoyed.

"I will gather everyone up right away. Please wait in the living room while I go get them." The butler said and walked off.

As we sat down, I opened up my purse for the kwami's to be let out. "Will you answer our questions yet, Tikki?"

"I think we should wait for everyone to get here so I won't be repeating myself." Tikki smiled at me.

"If you think that's best." I gently poked my kwami's belly and Tikki let out a small laugh.

One by one, everyone started to pile into the living room to hear what we had to say.

"Okay, we are all here now, Sunshine. What's this all about?" Jason looked expectantly at me.

"We ran into Harley and Ivy today while on out date. Apparently, they were looking for me." I carefully watched everyone's expression.

"What would they want with you, kitten?" Selina looked more confused than the rest.

"Marinette can heal the plants. It's an after effect of the long-term use of the ladybug miraculous." Tikki informed. "This 'Poison Ivy' woman somehow picked up on this."

"Did you know this would happen?" I asked Tikki curiously. "I didn't even know I was doing this." I said truthfully.

"I've seen this happen maybe 2 or 3 other times with my past holders and each one of them is what you call a 'true holder'. You already knew you were a perfect match for the ladybug miraculous."

"So, Pamela wasn't necessarily looking for Marinette. She was looking for the source of what made the plants in Gotham grow?" Selina looked at us.

"Correct. Now that she knows who is causing it, she wants Angel to try and heal a dying and endangered plant of hers." Damian looked over at his father.

"Is this plant some sort of dangerous flora?" Bruce had on a serious face.

"She said it wasn't. She even offered for Damian to come if I didn't want to go alone." I said. "I really do think they just wanted my help."

"I talked to both of them a few weeks ago Bruce." Selina rested her hand on his shoulder. "Those two have straightened themselves out. They even helped us out when we put the Joker away last month. You know how much they have a soft spot for young girls. If they didn't threaten them then I think they really are telling the truth."

"You're probably right. They have been awfully quiet for a while and they both had the chance numerous times to go back to their old ways." Bruce turned to me. "You can help them but only if you want to."

"But father, what if this is all a ruse?" Damian looked a little angry at his father.

"Then you should probably go with her." Bruce smiled at his son. "But I'm sure Marinette can take care of herself."

"I have a few questions about this though." Tim look over at the kwami's. "Are there any other 'after effects' Marinette can gain and is it only her miraculous that does this?"

"There technically are more than one after effect a holder can have from some miraculous." Tikki rested on the coffee table as she spoke. "For example, Marinette has 3 that I know of so far but I have only heard of one that can come from a true cat miraculous holder."

"I do?" I was genuinely confused.

"Yes." Tikki nodded. "You have luck and the ability to heal small organic life such as plants and trees. A true cat holder can gain the ability to see clearly in the dark."

"Okay." Dick looked curiously at the kwami. "What's the third one of hers then?"

"Marinette is extremely fertile." The kwami smiled at me.

I let out a loud string of coughs as the rest of the family looked on with awkward and embarrassed faces. "Tikki! Oh my God, you can't just drop that on us like that." I hid my face in my hands.

Plagg started to laugh at the awkwardness in the room. "What did you guys expect coming from the holder of the miraculous of LUCK and CREATION. It's pretty obvious to me."

"Well, baby bird." Dick smiles awkwardly at his youngest brother. "At least now you have a heads up."

Damian went almost just as red as I did.

"Well, this was a fun family meeting, Pixie-pop." Jason stood up. "Way to keep it interesting."

"I blame Tikki." I glared at my kwami.

"Hey! I tried to omit it but Dick wanted to know. I blame him." Tikki turned her attention to Dick.

"At least its not my fault this time." Plagg grabbed ahold of Kaalki and zoomed towards the kitchen. "We'll be getting some food if you need us."

"Wait for me!" Tikki floated after them.---------"I'm sorry about my kwami's." I spoke up as we walked. Damian was taking me to the room where he kept all his paintings and art supplies. "They can be a bit embarrassing sometimes."

"It's okay, Angel. I know it wasn't your fault." He fished out his key to unlock the door.

"I know." I went red just thinking about it. "It was still embarrassing though."

Damian finally opened up the door and stepped aside to let me in first. "Enough about all that. Welcome to my art room, Angel."

I stepped inside and looked around. The room was just as large as the room I was staying in, only this room had no furniture whatsoever. Instead, there were about five different kinds of easels in the center of the room and paintings covering every inch of the walls. There was also rows of canvases that where already painted leaning against the walls and a large stack of unused canvases in all sizes pile by the door. A few standing shelves were next to the easels in the middle of the room and they were all packed with different paints, painting tools and paintbrushes.

I walked over to the closest painting on the wall and saw a perfect replica of the rose gardens just outside. I studied the painting for any flaws but couldn't find one. The only thing I noticed was a small signature of "DW" in the corner. As I kept looking, I saw paintings of things she recognized, like a wall of swords down in the Batcave, a portrait of his pets and different family members and even Gotham's city skyline. Some though, were foreign to her. I looked at a portrait of a beautiful woman with long brown hair, beautiful tanned skin and a disappointed look on her face.

"Who is she?" I looked over at Damian who seemed to be watching me a little bit nervously.

"That's my mother, Talia."