Marvel's Fantasia

The morning sun shone into the room, making the person sleeping soundly on the bed frown.

When Steve came out of the bathroom, he saw a giant caterpillar on the bed.

He couldn't help smiling, walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt: "It's not good for your respiratory tract."

"Why didn't you say that I ate so much last night that it was not good for my digestive tract," the girl's thin voice came from the gap, "Help me turn off the sun!"

Hearing the girl's complaint, Steve raised his eyebrows and said, "The sun can't be turned off, honey."

"I'm so sleepy, don't bother me!"

"Okay," Steve closed the curtains and patted the caterpillar lightly, "You go on sleeping, I'm going to work."

Now that he has decided to enter Congress, Steve needs to learn how to handle government affairs and expand his network.

Because the status of the US team alone is not enough, Steve needs more chips to ensure that he can win the election in November this year, otherwise he will have to wait another year.

So he entered a government agency, not far away, in Queens.

Shortly after Steve went out, Cynthia opened her eyes.The double fatigue of poor sleep and menstrual period made her want to rest, but now she can't sleep.

Peter jumped in over the high garden wall, and was soon under the porch.Although the door was unlocked, he knocked politely.

Hearing the knock on the door, Cynthia came to the living room to have a look: "Peter? Why are you here?"

It's a pity that the little spider outside the glass door didn't answer her, but instead acted in surprise.

Peter in the garden didn't wait for anyone to open the door, only to see a book floating over and standing in front of him.The boy immediately remembered the horror movie he watched a few days ago. (Ghost Records, you can check it out~)

Is there a ghost? !Could he have been targeted? !Oh my god, this is the home of Cynthia and Captain America. Have they been killed? !

Cynthia, who was in a soul state, only saw the little spider outside the house break through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her house, and rushed in, shouting: "Captain America! Cynthia! Where are you!"

"Ohgod, should I find a priest first?!"

Looking at the book floating high in front of him, Peter hurriedly snapped out the spider's thread and snatched it over, and then he was very annoyed: "No! I shouldn't have snatched its book? Then I don't even know where that ghost is?!"

"Don't come! Don't come!"

The little spider looked left and right, stretched out his hand and shouted: "I am the Spider-Man of the Avengers, oh no, the Avengers is disbanded, I am Spider-Man! I am not afraid of you!"

The house was quiet.

"ah...Karen," Peter swallowed, "can you detect the existence of ghosts?"

"I'm sorry, Peter, the system Mr. Stark installed for me doesn't have this function. From a scientific point of view, ghosts belong to an electromagnetic field, maybe you can try..."

When Cynthia came down from upstairs, she saw eight long mechanical spider legs protruding from Peter's back, hanging upside down from the ceiling of her living room: "...what are you doing?"

"Oh, Cynthia, so you're fine!" Peter jumped off the ceiling, took two steps, then backed away quickly, and hung back on the ceiling again, "Wait! You're not Cynthia possessed by a ghost, are you?"

"No," she adjusted her breathing, "come down for me."

"No."

The little spider thinks that what he is doing now is great: if he is on the ground, he will be easily dragged to the gloomy basement by ghosts, but at least he can be buffered by the ceiling.

"I'm not sure if you're a human or a ghost."

"If you don't come down, I'll send you around the world for free." She raised her hand and drew a teleportation array. "How about the Lut Desert? The temperature is right there, and you will be roasted into a spider in no time."

Seeing the familiar electric spark circle, Little Spider heaved a sigh of relief.Ghosts shouldn't be able to use teleportation arrays, right?

"Thank goodness, I thought I was dealing with ghosts..."

Seeing Cynthia walking towards the shards of glass, Peter immediately said: "I'm sorry! I just thought your house was haunted, so I wanted to come in and save you! I, I will pay for it!"

Cynthia glanced at him: "How much pocket money do you have?"

"I've got eighteen dollars on me...you might have some cents when I get back!"

"You'd better keep it for yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, the shards of glass on the ground floated up, flew towards the window frame amidst the boy's exclamation, and turned into a complete floor-to-ceiling window.

"Oh my god! This is amazing!" Peter walked over and touched the glass, "Your abilities are so cool!"

"Okay," Cynthia sat on the sofa, "what do you want from me?"

"Actually, I didn't come to look for you," the boy scratched his head, "I'm looking for Captain America."

"He went to work, not at home."

"So Avengers hasn't disbanded yet, right?" Peter sat next to her, "The news is false!"

"That's the official press conference of the Ministry of National Defense. How could it be fake?" Cynthia looked at him suspiciously, "But why did you ask about the matter the day before yesterday?"

"I just came back from summer camp yesterday, and I didn't bring my mobile phone." Peter took off his headgear, a little sad.He just joined Avengers, why did he disband before formally introducing himself?

"The disbandment doesn't affect you at all." Cynthia patted the boy on the back and comforted him, "You're a lone traveler, so it doesn't matter if you join the Avengers or not."

"But, it's super cool to join the Avengers!" Peter turned to look at her, "When you meet enemies, you can call me the Spider-Man of the Avengers!"

Peter has already thought about his own lines, coupled with the moves he designed, it will definitely dazzle the audience!But it is useless now.

Cynthia: ...She suddenly understood Tony's feelings when facing Peter.

At 6:[-] p.m., when Steve comes home, Cynthia is cooking dinner in the kitchen.

"Let me come." Seeing the girl turn off the fire, he picked up the heat-insulating gloves on the side and brought the small soup pot on the stove to the dining table. "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"No, now wait for the meat to be roasted, then," Cynthia put her arms around the man's neck and looked up at him, "My dear Mr. Rogers, is your work going well today?"

"With your support," Steve put his arms around her waist and kissed the girl's cheek, "everything is fine."

"Peter came here today. He went to the summer camp last week, so he only found out about the disbandment of the Avengers League yesterday."

"Well, is he disappointed?"

"That's right," the girl complained, "I feel as if I'm going to cry, but he doesn't admit it."

Steve laughed: "Don't hit him anymore, he's still a kid."

"I'm a child too." Cynthia tiptoed and whispered a word in his ear.

Steve's throat moved, his eyes darkened: "Not today."

Cynthia smiled happily: "Of course."

Her menstrual period is not over yet, hehe...huh? !Damn, she forgot about last night!