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'Shut up, you thot!' I'm CACKLING

(Daminette + Alya Salt) Marinette had been trying to hide the torment and loneliness Alya and Lila have been putting her through from Damian to avoid worrying him. But of course he found out. Damian may have set certain dominos in motion to repair Marinette's friendships with most of her classmates while turning Alya and Lila into pariahs, thus reversing their social standings and making his princess feel loved and appreciated once more, as she deserves.

It wasn't hard for Damian to see, if he looked hard enough.

He noticed it. Jason noticed it. Everyone in the fucking family noticed it.

Marinette had lost weight. She looked almost skeletal. And the brightness had dimmed from her eyes, despite her putting up a cheerful front.

It broke Damian's heart.

"Angel.." Damian and his family had sat her down one night, and they convinced her to spill everything. As she did, she spilled out her tears. She had fallen apart right then and there at the kitchen table until she was a blubbering mess and cried herself to sleep.

As much as Damian wanted to go over and skin her class alive, he knew that wouldn't be the safe option. Especially since it seemed there were two that were the ringleaders, while the others followed like sheep.

Alya and Lila. He would have to destroy them. So as Damian Wayne he made some calls. And he waited.

He took Marinette to class the morning he planned it to happen. Once inside the room, he could see her class gathered around a girl, Lila. He narrowed his eyes as he tuned in on her story.

"And Damian was so sweet, taking me out for such a sweet evening. We had dinner on top of the Eiffel Tower, and he offered to take me to Gotham! I'll be going next week, he'll even introduce me to Batman!" She cooed, while Alya seemed to be typing furiously on her phone.

"Odd, I don't remember things going quite like that." Damian spoke up, and all eyes landed on him. He smiled when he saw Lila go pale and began to stammer. "Last night I have having dinner with my family and my girlfriend at our estate near Versailles."

"Lila, you got to see his estate?!" Alya exclaimed, beaming now, typing some more.

"Marinette is my girlfriend." Damian snapped, making Alya pause and look up in confusion. "If you had any brains, you would have seen me holding hands with her this very minute!"

"Hey, dude, there's no need to insult my girlfriend like that!" Nino got to his feet, glowering.

"Idiots. They're all idiots." Damian rolled his eyes, before turning to Marinette. "These are the people that make you cry yourself to see at night? These are the people that torture you every day, making you feel like you're worthless? Angel, they're nothing. They aren't worth your tears."

"W- what do you mean? Marinette is so mean to me, they're just trying to protect me.." Lila whimpered, tearing up. "Damiboo.."

"Shut up, you thot! Because of you and your little tabloid bitch, she's become a ghost of herself! Have none of you looked at her recently?!" Damian snapped. And the class looked. And they saw what she had become, looking more gaunt and pale, so tired and drained of life.

Was it all because of them?

"Damian..." Marinette's voice was shaky, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I- I don't feel so good."

Before anyone could react, Marinette crumpled to the ground. Rose let out a scream and Nathaniel cursed under his breath, quickly dialing an ambulance.

When the ambulance arrived and Marinette was being taken out of the school on a stretcher, the entire school flooded the courtyard to watch, many recording with their cellphones. A news van even pulled up and Nadja came out, her cameraman right behind her.

"Was there an akuma attack?" She asked Alya as they ran up to the class. The ambulance pulled away and many stared after it.

"No." Damian spoke up before anyone else could, his eyes cold and hard. "Marinette has been severely bullied at this school for once. It took a toll on her physically, all because of a pathetic liar and her cronies."

"What the hell do you mean, Lila is lying?! Marinette is the liar! She's just doing this to get some attention!" Alya set her hands on her hips, squaring off against the Wayne boy.

Several sounds of tires squealing and several figures entered through the front gates. Figures that got the students buzzing.

"Yo, Demon!" Jagged Stone called out to Damian, Penny running along beside him. "What was with that ambulance? Is someone hurt?"

"It was Marinette." Damian spoke. Clara Nightengale paled as soon as she ran up, pressing her hands to her mouth.

"What?! Why?!" Jagged's eyes widened in alarm. In response, Damian pointed towards Marinette's class. Towards Alya and Lila.

"Remember what we talked about on the phone last night. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get to the hospital." Damian ran out the front gates, not once looking back.

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The celebrities turned to Lila and Alya, their expressions thunderous.

On live TV, all of Paris got to see them cheek the girls and their class out, while Damian sat with Marinette, gripping her hand tightly in his own.

She'd heal, she'd get better. He just knew it.

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