Jason was antsy. Ever since Dick had managed to contact Ladybug, they'd all been sitting around waiting for the days to pass, and they passed much to slowly for his tastes. By the second day he day he was so full of energy he was practically vibrating with frustration. Bruce's flight had left early that morning, and he took Alfred with him, leaving only Dick and Tim to keep him entertained, and neither of them were helpful. Dick had started texting some girl that he kept referring to as their new little sister, though he never talked about her within ear shot of Bruce, no doubt worried he would start trying to adopt all the black hair blue eyed girls in Paris. Tim had told them all about the girl Bruce had met a few days after they'd arrived each of them took their over jabs at the man, joking about his serial adoptions, and promised to find the girl if only so he could have another kid to add to the list.

They both were chattering excited about possibly having a new sister at some point and Jason couldn't stand it anymore. They hardly needed another person running around the Manor, at this point they should be focused on the mission, establishing help for Ladybug, and then leaving back to Gotham. He slipped out the door and took off aimlessly, maybe he could find a gym or something to burn off some energy.

He pulled out his phone and looked up a nearby gym. He found one that didn't look half bad and hit the GPS to show him the way. His own French was rudimentary at best unless you wanted to hear every curse word he knew. Finally, he found the gym and walked inside hoping he'd be able to work out easily.

Today was just not his day, the receptionist didn't speak any English and unless he wanted to know where the bathroom was or where the nearest restaurant was then he'd have to rely on his phone to translate. Grumbling to himself he started to type out what he wanted in google translate.

"Um, Excuse me," He looked up toward the speaker of heavily accented English, "English is not my best. Do you need help?" Behind him stood a young woman with a gym bag slung over one shoulder.

Nodding he spoke, "Yeah I'm a tourist and I was just hoping to work out for a bit. I know my way around a gym."

She gave a nod and turned to the receptionist who perked up and handed him a form and responded back in rapid French. "She says you need to sign." She hesitated mumbling to herself in French before continuing, "I don't know the word in English, but it is paper to say the gym is not responsible if you get hurt."

"Waiver is the English word. Thanks." He took the pen and quickly filled at the few fields he could read. At least he knew a few words like name, phone number, and signature. He handed it back hoping he'd filled out everything. The receptionist stood patiently waiting as she gave him a quick smile and typed something into her computer once she had the form back. She spoke again in French, waiting for the translation.

"Oh, she says there is a fee. Ah I'm sorry I don't know the conversion for money, but it is 49 euro for the month." Jason shrugged and handed over his card, not like he was strapped for cash, even if he did only need the gym for the day.

"Thanks for translating." Jason took his card back and slid it back into his pocket.

"Welcome. It is good to practice my English." He'd barely given he a glance just nodded, said thanks again and headed further into the gym to blow off some steam.

He started off by stretching and looking around the gym, a few people here and there mostly businessmen and women doing quick workouts before heading back to their hotels. He noticed the same girl from earlier doing more intense stretches, things that required more flexibility, in fact he'd seen Dick do several of those stretches before.

He refocused on his own work out, some weights, maybe even a spar if he could find someone willing to take him on. If not, they had a few speed bags in the corner that would give him a decent work out.

"Do you spar?" Jason jumped; he hadn't even heard her approach. It was rare that someone was able to sneak up on him.

"Yeah, are you looking for someone to spar with you?" She nodded and gestured over to the sparing area that gym had set up.

"Yes please, I'm Marinette. Nice to meet you." She led the way as he introduced himself.

They each fell into their stances, sizing each other up, Jason was sure that he'd be able to take her with only a few moves. He struck first, moving with speed that most people wouldn't be able to match. Marinette gracefully dodged and moved to strike him. They continued to strike and dodge without hitting each other before they each moved away. Jason was grinning like a fool; he hadn't expected a challenge, but he was thrilled to spar with someone on a similar level.

Marinette threw him a smirk as she threw the first jab this time. She was ruthless. Her movements were quick and precise. They went around and around for a while landing small hits here and there but never enough to win the match.

Marinette backed up and laughed, "A break? I wasn't expected such a long match." She stepped off the mat and took a long drink from her water bottle.

"That was really amazing! When did you start learning?" Jason give his own huge grin right back. Maybe sitting around for a few days wasn't so bad.

"Four years ago. With all the Akumas my parents thought I should know how to defend myself, and I agreed." Jason was impressed, only four years of training and already she showed such discipline.

"You know I bet you'd even give my brothers a run for their money." Jason could only imagine her fighting Dick. If she were anywhere near as flexible as Dick, they'd both be in for a long match.

"Why would their money run?" She gave him a confused look not understanding the colloquialism.

"Sorry, it means I bet you could match their skills, you're talented." Jason clarified. Her English was decent, but it was clear she'd never spoke with another native English speaker.

"Thank you!"

They both plopped down onto the gym floor still catching their breath. The silence between them was comfortable. Jason was reminded of Bruce's quest to find the young lady for the other night, maybe it was wishful thinking, but he wouldn't mind if Bruce managed to adopt the girl. "You don't happen to be an orphan with a tragic back story, do you?"

Marinette giggle, "Unless you count normal teenage drama, no I don't think my life is tragic and I definitely have parents. What is it lately with people asking if I can be adopted?"

"Oh man, my father is a serial adopter, he'll absolutely want to adopt you. Jeez, just the other week he met a girl crying in the park and came back to tell all of us that he needed to help her." Jason rolled her eyes. They all knew Bruce, as stoic as he appeared, was always willing to help a child in need.

She looked startled for a moment before speaking. "Well I suppose then he only wants to adopt one Parisian girl. Unless there was another teenage girl crying in a park late at night."

Jason burst out laughing, "Oh man this is great! Now Bruce can adopt you or at least get shared custody with your parents. Then I'll have a cool little sister. You're way more interesting than my brother's and I only just met you." He hadn't expected it to be her. Bruce was gonna flip when he learned the same girl was a great fighter too. If Jason didn't know any better, he'd think somehow the Wayne's luck was finally good for a change.

"I don't think there's a lot of girls crying in parks at night, though it is Paris so who truly knows. I didn't get his name that night so it would be nice to thank him properly. Your father gave some good advice that night." Marinette giggled.

Jason jumped up, "Well if you really want to meet my siblings, I say let's go surprise them now. Hey maybe Bruce will let us return Demon Spawn to the store now!" He knew Bruce would never replace any of them. It was something Jason had to learn the hard way when he'd come back to see Bruce with a new Robin at his side. It had taken a long time to realize Bruce never replaced any of them, only made room for more wayward children.

Marinette stood shaking her head, "Unfortunately I can't meet them today but another time perhaps?"

Jason deflated for a moment; he'd been looking forward to surprising all of them. The look on Tim's face when he brought over the girl Bruce was looking for was going to be awesome. Tim hadn't managed to find anything else about the girl, but he'd found her based on pure luck.

"Here, put your number in and we can figure out another time to surprise them, or even another time to spar!" Marinette passed her phone over with the screen displaying an entry for a new contact.

He quickly typed in his information and shot himself a text. He felt his own phone vibrate from his pocket, pulling it out and saving her number under 'next on the adoption list'. He quickly showed her his screen, causing her to beam.

She typed on her own phone for a moment before showing him her own screen. His name now displayed 'sparring partner' with a boxing glove emoji next to his name. He walked out with her talking about when they might be able to surprise his brothers, and with a wave she was gone. Jason frowned as she walked away. He hadn't pried, Alfred had taught them better than that, but she'd mentioned teenage drama, and Bruce had mentioned she talked about someone in her class spreading lies. He could help the feeling that for something to make a naturally cheerful person so upset it was worse than just some simple teenage drama. He supposed it was a new topic for Tim to research, but that could wait until after he'd surprised his brothers with their new little sister.