AN: Another AU (kinda thing if you haven't been able to tell). Ages for Mari and Marcus are age 8

Prompt # 11

Gross

Mar'i Grayson sat in the tower Ops room on the semi-circular couch facing the great big windows looking out on the water, her beloved teddy bear, Krilk'a, cuddled close to her. Lifting up the remote control, she turned on the tv and flipped to the all cartoon channel. Her best friend, Marcus, sat at the end of the couch, the top of his green haired head barely visible behind the massive book his mommy had given him to read about magic.

"What's on?" He asked, still hiding behind the book.

"A new episode of Popper Penguin," She replied, snuggling the teddy bear tightly, "We can watch it if you want?"

"Sure," Marcus replied, setting the book to the side.

The episode was about the title character, Popper Penguin and her adventures in Antarctica High School. Today, she was dealing with a crush she had on the head of the Fishing team who happened to be her childhood friend. As the episode ended, Popper gave her best friend a kiss on the cheek as the credits rolled.

"That was gross," Marcus said, jumping off the couch and walking to the kitchen, "Wanna help me get some cookies?"

"Sure," Mar'i said, her excitement lifting her into the air as she floated up to one of the high cabinets, "What do you mean gross?"

"Yeah, it was gross," Marcus said, sniffing for the cookies, "She kissed him. Kissing is weird and gross."

"Well, it can't be too weird," She said, opening the cabinet and pulling out the package of double cream stuffed chocolate cake cookies, "I mean, your mommy and daddy do it."

"Yeah, but Mom usually gets this red faced look like when she's mad at dad," Marcus replied, "Then Dad runs away laughing like he's just pulled a prank."

"That's only because Aunty Raven likes to keep her space and Unca Gar likes to surprise her." She answered, handing him the cookies, "I mean, my mommy likes to kiss my daddy."

"And every Time Aunt Star kisses Uncle Dick, she flies up to the roof," Marcus said with a snort, "She gets all happy like you do and vroom! Just up she goes."

Sitting at the center island, Marcus and Mar'i began digging into the cookies, sitting with each other in a comfortable silence. After polishing off the rest of the pack, Mar'i leaned forward on her elbows and watched her best friend intently.

He had the same green hair and pointy ears like his daddy, but the grey skin and purple eyes his mommy made look so pretty. He was short for his age, wearing a t-shirt with a dinosaur on it and a pair of tan shorts. Boys were still a foreign creature to her (especially given she was part alien), but she could say that he was a cute weird creature. Wrapping her long black hair around one of her delicate little fingers, she had much to talk about with her mommy during girl talk time.

"Don't you ever think about kissing, Marcus?" She said softly, giving him a smile.

"Now, girls are icky." He said immediately, "Well, I mean, not all girls are icky, I mean your not icky. You're my favorite girl. I don't think you have cooties or anything."

Hearing this, Mar'i will giggle, causing her to rise into air slightly.

"You're funny, Marcus." She will say between giggles, "Maybe, when we are older, we can try kissing?"

"I mean, if you want," Marcus will reply softly, blushing bright red, "Like I said, you're my favorite girl."

Years passed. Marcus and Mar'i eventually became part of their hero team, following in their own parents' massive footsteps. Somewhere, in the back of their minds, they remembered the innocent promise the two of them had made to each other. They decided to share their first kiss, and many more that followed.

Before long, they decided to share their lives and come together as one. Even being a shapeshifting magic user, Marcus was scared to ask his girlfriend's dad (who was arguably one of the most frightening heroes still alive) for her hand in marriage.

The wedding day came and Marcus' dad walked with him to the altar. Giving him a manly hug, he sat down in the front row along with his wife of many years. As the wedding march swelled, Mar'i glided down the aisle on her father's arm. Arriving at the altar, his Uncle Dick gave Mar'i a gentle kiss on the cheek before clasping Marcus' hand in a rough handshake before leaning in.

"I know you're a lot more powerful then I could ever hope to be," He said, shifting from kinda Uncle Dick to Nightwing in an instant, "But, if you hurt her, I will end you. Remember that please."

"Sure thing, Uncle Dick." Marcus' replied, a small grin on his face, "I'd never hurt my princess though."

"Good," Dick will reply, giving his son in law a wink, "Be good to her."

As soon as Dick sat next to his literally glowing wife, the Priest began the ceremony. It was beautiful, filled with light and hope for the future. As it came to a close, the priest said the customary phrase, 'You may now kiss the bride'.

Leaning in, he pressed a chaste, but powerful kiss on his soft lips. Pulling back, he looked at her with a grin before whispering.

"Not so gross kissing my now, right Mar'i?" He said, his arms around her waist.

"You are such a dork," She will reply, leaning her forehead against his, "But your my dork, from now till the end of forever."