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“Pixie Pop. Sweetheart. Marinette.” Jason pleaded.
“Jason.”
“Please, don’t do this. Think about it. If you do this, it’s over.”
Marinette looked up into his eyes. “Jason, I’m sorry, but…” her eyes darkened. “I have to do this.”
“Marinette…” Jason’s eyes started to water.
“UNO!!” Marinette yelled as she slapped a plus four card on the top of the pile. Jason sobbed as he drew four more cards into his deck.
“I am never playing cards with you two ever again,” Tim groaned from his spot next to Jason, drawing a card.
“Yeah! Mari, what the fuck is up with your luck? I don’t think you’ve had to draw an extra card since Damian hit you with that plus two!” Dick cried.
“Tt. The both of you were unnecessarily dramatic.” Damian sniffed. “Besides, she hasn’t won the game yet.”
Right after he said that, Marinette placed her final card on the pile. “I believe I just did,” she smirked.
“Great,” Jason grumbled as he threw his cards onto the table. “Now I’ll never be able to live this down.”
“Oh hush,” Marinette rolled her eyes. “It was just a card game.”