Let's rewind the clock half an hour to when Peter had just borrowed Jason's cell phone to call Chris.
Jason hugged the fluffy kitten to register to see a doctor, while Peter sat in the waiting area and desperately thought about how to organize his language to ask Chris for leave.
He was a little guilty. After all, he had just started working and was going to ask for leave in the second week. He called the leave call when he was basically late. Even his little head with no social experience knew that it was not responsible. What adults should do, hearing the beeping sound from the handset, he wanted to hang up the phone and calm down.
It's a pity that the call was connected before he finished struggling and hung up the phone to write a manuscript to figure out what to say in the first sentence.
"K..." Peter opened his mouth and uttered the first sound in a low voice, when he heard the person over there laughing: "What's the matter, little Jason? Are you being detained in the police station again, do you want me to lead you out?"
...Jason?
Peter looked at his phone suspiciously, and found that the number he dialed was actually in Jason's address book, but the name in the note was not Chris, but "Murphy" which was so lengthy that people didn't even know how to say it. Mephostophilis".
Typing it wrong?
Peter didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed and apologized to the other side of the phone: "I'm sorry I made a mistake, Mo, Murphy, Pfister—"
"Mephistopheles, the demon that Faustri lured humans to fall." Chris laughed, "I think you should have learned it in the text, Peter."
Although he looks like a rebellious street boy, Jason has an unexpected artistic and sensitive side in some aspects. To be honest, Jason's sewing skills are really good. The handmade hood stitches are better than Chris's. The bow stitched on the wound is much more beautiful.
"I..." Peter got stuck, staring at the cracks in the marble floor under his feet, and said courageously, "I have something to do today... Can I ask for a leave of absence?"
"I'm still wondering why you didn't come." Chris' gentle tone greatly relieved Peter, "Is there nothing wrong?"
"No," Peter looked at his black eye circles reflected on the mirror-like marble floor, and changed his words, "It's just that I fell a little and my eyes may turn blue for two days, nothing else."
Chris smiled and reminded him to be safe. Peter listened carefully even though Chris couldn't see him and nodded again and again. If you need me, Chris, I'll-"
Before he finished speaking, the phone was picked up by Jason who keenly caught the name of Chris. Jason glanced at the call interface to make sure that this Chris was the Chris he knew, and then opened his mouth and said: "I Now at the Katie Pet Hospital on No. 14th Street, send some money."
Peter's eyes widened. It's hard to imagine that someone would talk to Chris in such a tone. You know Chris is so elegant and gentle, just like an elf or a prince in a storybook, even talking in the next door shop Mr. Demer, with a loud voice, would unconsciously lower his voice when talking to Chris, and tried his best to be gentle.
Chris smiled as usual: "Why, did you smash the pet hospital this time?"
"I'm not too bad to touch cats and dogs." Jason said fiercely, but he gently dragged the kitten in his hand. The little cat seemed to feel very comfortable in his palm. It's safe, Mimi whispered and lowered her head to lick Jason's knuckles.
"Okay." Chris sighed, stood up and put on his coat, unable to understand why he had to be called to be Jason's fairy godmother every day when he obviously didn't live in Gotham anymore, "I'll pay five cents computational."
"Screw you!" Jason cursed, thought for a while before Chris hung up the phone and quickly added, "Bring me a coat when you come."
I didn’t feel it when I drove all the way from Gotham, but I did feel a little chilly just now. Thinking about it, if I caught a cold because of this kind of willingness, I would definitely be told by the old housekeeper, Ah Fu.
"Understood." Chris, who had stepped out of the door with one foot, had to go back and get another coat, "Are you all right? I'll hang up if it's all right."
Jason put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Peter with a new look, "The new clerk Chris hired?" he asked, looking from the soft flesh of Peter's cheek to the thin arms and legs. He reached out and patted his shoulder vigorously, saying in a deep voice, "You need to strengthen your training."
The clerk in Chris's store was chased by two low-level thugs and rushed into the driveway in a panic. If this kind of thing spreads to Gotham, those lunatics in Arkham will laugh their teeth out.
Peter nodded ignorantly, completely unable to connect working in a spice and tea shop with intensifying exercise.
The nurse from the pet hospital came to pick up the kitten in Jason's hand to clean up and apply the medicine. Jason and Peter sat in the waiting area, one of them crossed his legs and swiped his phone impatiently, the other looked around idly, and finally stared at the TV on the wall in a daze .
In order to keep the guests waiting for their pets from getting too bored, two TVs were placed in the waiting area of the pet hospital, one was playing entertainment programs, and the other was a collection of popular talk shows. Will stay, can't help the desire to talk to Jason - Jason looks a bit fierce, but since he is willing to help him and knows Chris well, he shouldn't be a bad guy.
Peter thought so—in fact, it was mainly because he was too bored—and he took the initiative to say: "I saw you at the door of the store before, your motorcycle looks really cool!"
The heavy-duty motorcycle with red decoration on the black paint is no different from the dream lover in the eyes of boys of this age. Even if Peter usually acts a little nerdy, it doesn't affect him in the slightest to be impressed by Jason's motorcycle at a glance.
Mrs. Mrs. cool!
After having the first topic, Peter seemed to have been turned on some terrible switch and started to extend the topic automatically. Of course, he would not inquire about Jason's private information unwittingly, just as if he wanted to attract others' attention Even if Jason only gave him a perfunctory answer, he can continue the topic happily, and he is not annoying at all!
Jason felt like he had seen a second Dicky bird, oh my god, did Dick have distant relatives in New York? He shut up, and even unconsciously opened his mouth to respond to those unnutritious topics.
too frightening.
Jason wondered if he had been poisoned by Poison Ivy's neurotoxin.
In this kind of doubt, he suddenly found that the voice beside him had quieted down. He turned his head and found that Peter was staring at the entertainment program on TV without blinking. After a while, he said angrily, "Nonsense!"
Jason glanced at the show, probably invited a few experts there to comment on the battle of New York a few weeks ago, but everyone knows the specific level of experts who will go to this kind of entertainment show to make mistakes, It was purely for fun, and Jason naturally scoffed at the sensational remarks they advocated about superheroes attracting aliens, but Peter's anger didn't seem to have anything to do with it.
Those experts were talking about a heroine who rescued many civilians on Fifth Avenue from the rubble. She had never appeared in public before, and there were only sporadic surveillance shots of her being rescued during the Battle of New York. I saw her figure, but most of them were too blurred to see her face clearly or she was wearing a mask. The only thing that could be distinguished was her long pink hair.
The hostess with blond hair and big breasts is wearing a pink wig to show off her head. This is a late-night entertainment show. How can you please those hard-to-please audiences without a little color, and there are only three in the entire Battle of New York The female character, the girl who stopped the nuclear bomb and has been sacrificed by default can't talk about it, otherwise she will inevitably be labeled as disrespecting the dead. The black widow of the Avengers is said to be an agent who killed countless people. What if she gets revenge? Combined, the unidentified heroine in pink has become the best choice.
"How can they say that!" Peter said indignantly.
"It couldn't be more normal." Jason sneered, "If you want to be a hero, you are doomed to be enemies."
For example, his father, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, still likes to stick to his horns.
Jason had a good idea of how hard Bruce had been hit by what he had done.
Peter stared angrily at the hostess on TV and said, "Anjieka is much prettier than her!"
This focus is a bit subtle.
Jason raised his eyebrows and looked at the young boy beside him with a serious face, talking to him about how dangerous the Battle of New York was at that time, how vicious the aliens were, and how Anjieka rescued him from the ruins in a nick of time. Stuttering, as if he was in love, his brows raised even higher, and he was thinking about whether to talk to Chris about young people's love affairs, when he saw the clearest version on TV. Photo of the heroine.
……
"That's her?" Jason asked, pointing to the photo on the TV.
"That's right!" Peter nodded vigorously, looking at the picture on the TV whose face was so blurred that his face became redder and hotter.
"..." Jason silently stared at the photo that was so blurry that there were only large pink and white patches left, and exerted his excellent associative completion ability cultivated over the years to distinguish Gotham's shabby surveillance, and he couldn't help feeling like a toothache in his throat. moan.
Even if he couldn't recognize anything else, how could he not recognize that damned rabbit motorcycle?
As soon as he saw the color scheme and outline, he could immediately recall the first time he confronted Bruce. At that time, Bruce hadn't realized his identity and treated him like an ordinary villain. Before falling from upstairs, he was rescued by such a pink-haired girl riding such a girl-colored motorcycle, and was dragged across the entire Gotham before he lost the pursuit of the Batmobile. When Chris, who followed him, wanted to go back to find someone, he was forced to watch a big change.
Moreover, Chris shamelessly recorded his expression of being shocked to the point of collapsing his worldview and made a whole set of emoticons. Even now, when chatting with him in text messages, he still occasionally disagrees and throws one up for him to reminisce about that time. Mixed tastes to the world blank mood.
He guessed that Bruce was also very impressed with the girl. After all, Chris turned his head and slashed at Batman who was following behind.
——The Floating Dream Knife in Anjieka's suit is full of pink breath. It is usually an ordinary knife, but once you press the button on the handle to turn on the laser mode, the target will be [turned into a rabbit] For ten seconds, the speed is reduced by 80%.
Jason's biggest regret so far is not being able to take hundreds of photos of Bruce, who suddenly turned into a rabbit and covered his face with a bat helmet, and then shared them with the villains throughout Gotham.
"Anjieka is awesome!" He heard Peter say, the boy's eyes were full of yearning and admiration for the goddess in his heart, Jason covered his face and sighed, the first reaction to him was to call immediately Laugh at Chris for capsizing and confessing in the gutter for three seconds.
Well, let's tell Chris about it when Peter is away.
Otherwise he might not be able to laugh at that bastard freely.
The author has something to say:
Jason: Hahahahahaha [I can't breathe from laughing]
Jason hugged the fluffy kitten to register to see a doctor, while Peter sat in the waiting area and desperately thought about how to organize his language to ask Chris for leave.
He was a little guilty. After all, he had just started working and was going to ask for leave in the second week. He called the leave call when he was basically late. Even his little head with no social experience knew that it was not responsible. What adults should do, hearing the beeping sound from the handset, he wanted to hang up the phone and calm down.
It's a pity that the call was connected before he finished struggling and hung up the phone to write a manuscript to figure out what to say in the first sentence.
"K..." Peter opened his mouth and uttered the first sound in a low voice, when he heard the person over there laughing: "What's the matter, little Jason? Are you being detained in the police station again, do you want me to lead you out?"
...Jason?
Peter looked at his phone suspiciously, and found that the number he dialed was actually in Jason's address book, but the name in the note was not Chris, but "Murphy" which was so lengthy that people didn't even know how to say it. Mephostophilis".
Typing it wrong?
Peter didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed and apologized to the other side of the phone: "I'm sorry I made a mistake, Mo, Murphy, Pfister—"
"Mephistopheles, the demon that Faustri lured humans to fall." Chris laughed, "I think you should have learned it in the text, Peter."
Although he looks like a rebellious street boy, Jason has an unexpected artistic and sensitive side in some aspects. To be honest, Jason's sewing skills are really good. The handmade hood stitches are better than Chris's. The bow stitched on the wound is much more beautiful.
"I..." Peter got stuck, staring at the cracks in the marble floor under his feet, and said courageously, "I have something to do today... Can I ask for a leave of absence?"
"I'm still wondering why you didn't come." Chris' gentle tone greatly relieved Peter, "Is there nothing wrong?"
"No," Peter looked at his black eye circles reflected on the mirror-like marble floor, and changed his words, "It's just that I fell a little and my eyes may turn blue for two days, nothing else."
Chris smiled and reminded him to be safe. Peter listened carefully even though Chris couldn't see him and nodded again and again. If you need me, Chris, I'll-"
Before he finished speaking, the phone was picked up by Jason who keenly caught the name of Chris. Jason glanced at the call interface to make sure that this Chris was the Chris he knew, and then opened his mouth and said: "I Now at the Katie Pet Hospital on No. 14th Street, send some money."
Peter's eyes widened. It's hard to imagine that someone would talk to Chris in such a tone. You know Chris is so elegant and gentle, just like an elf or a prince in a storybook, even talking in the next door shop Mr. Demer, with a loud voice, would unconsciously lower his voice when talking to Chris, and tried his best to be gentle.
Chris smiled as usual: "Why, did you smash the pet hospital this time?"
"I'm not too bad to touch cats and dogs." Jason said fiercely, but he gently dragged the kitten in his hand. The little cat seemed to feel very comfortable in his palm. It's safe, Mimi whispered and lowered her head to lick Jason's knuckles.
"Okay." Chris sighed, stood up and put on his coat, unable to understand why he had to be called to be Jason's fairy godmother every day when he obviously didn't live in Gotham anymore, "I'll pay five cents computational."
"Screw you!" Jason cursed, thought for a while before Chris hung up the phone and quickly added, "Bring me a coat when you come."
I didn’t feel it when I drove all the way from Gotham, but I did feel a little chilly just now. Thinking about it, if I caught a cold because of this kind of willingness, I would definitely be told by the old housekeeper, Ah Fu.
"Understood." Chris, who had stepped out of the door with one foot, had to go back and get another coat, "Are you all right? I'll hang up if it's all right."
Jason put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Peter with a new look, "The new clerk Chris hired?" he asked, looking from the soft flesh of Peter's cheek to the thin arms and legs. He reached out and patted his shoulder vigorously, saying in a deep voice, "You need to strengthen your training."
The clerk in Chris's store was chased by two low-level thugs and rushed into the driveway in a panic. If this kind of thing spreads to Gotham, those lunatics in Arkham will laugh their teeth out.
Peter nodded ignorantly, completely unable to connect working in a spice and tea shop with intensifying exercise.
The nurse from the pet hospital came to pick up the kitten in Jason's hand to clean up and apply the medicine. Jason and Peter sat in the waiting area, one of them crossed his legs and swiped his phone impatiently, the other looked around idly, and finally stared at the TV on the wall in a daze .
In order to keep the guests waiting for their pets from getting too bored, two TVs were placed in the waiting area of the pet hospital, one was playing entertainment programs, and the other was a collection of popular talk shows. Will stay, can't help the desire to talk to Jason - Jason looks a bit fierce, but since he is willing to help him and knows Chris well, he shouldn't be a bad guy.
Peter thought so—in fact, it was mainly because he was too bored—and he took the initiative to say: "I saw you at the door of the store before, your motorcycle looks really cool!"
The heavy-duty motorcycle with red decoration on the black paint is no different from the dream lover in the eyes of boys of this age. Even if Peter usually acts a little nerdy, it doesn't affect him in the slightest to be impressed by Jason's motorcycle at a glance.
Mrs. Mrs. cool!
After having the first topic, Peter seemed to have been turned on some terrible switch and started to extend the topic automatically. Of course, he would not inquire about Jason's private information unwittingly, just as if he wanted to attract others' attention Even if Jason only gave him a perfunctory answer, he can continue the topic happily, and he is not annoying at all!
Jason felt like he had seen a second Dicky bird, oh my god, did Dick have distant relatives in New York? He shut up, and even unconsciously opened his mouth to respond to those unnutritious topics.
too frightening.
Jason wondered if he had been poisoned by Poison Ivy's neurotoxin.
In this kind of doubt, he suddenly found that the voice beside him had quieted down. He turned his head and found that Peter was staring at the entertainment program on TV without blinking. After a while, he said angrily, "Nonsense!"
Jason glanced at the show, probably invited a few experts there to comment on the battle of New York a few weeks ago, but everyone knows the specific level of experts who will go to this kind of entertainment show to make mistakes, It was purely for fun, and Jason naturally scoffed at the sensational remarks they advocated about superheroes attracting aliens, but Peter's anger didn't seem to have anything to do with it.
Those experts were talking about a heroine who rescued many civilians on Fifth Avenue from the rubble. She had never appeared in public before, and there were only sporadic surveillance shots of her being rescued during the Battle of New York. I saw her figure, but most of them were too blurred to see her face clearly or she was wearing a mask. The only thing that could be distinguished was her long pink hair.
The hostess with blond hair and big breasts is wearing a pink wig to show off her head. This is a late-night entertainment show. How can you please those hard-to-please audiences without a little color, and there are only three in the entire Battle of New York The female character, the girl who stopped the nuclear bomb and has been sacrificed by default can't talk about it, otherwise she will inevitably be labeled as disrespecting the dead. The black widow of the Avengers is said to be an agent who killed countless people. What if she gets revenge? Combined, the unidentified heroine in pink has become the best choice.
"How can they say that!" Peter said indignantly.
"It couldn't be more normal." Jason sneered, "If you want to be a hero, you are doomed to be enemies."
For example, his father, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, still likes to stick to his horns.
Jason had a good idea of how hard Bruce had been hit by what he had done.
Peter stared angrily at the hostess on TV and said, "Anjieka is much prettier than her!"
This focus is a bit subtle.
Jason raised his eyebrows and looked at the young boy beside him with a serious face, talking to him about how dangerous the Battle of New York was at that time, how vicious the aliens were, and how Anjieka rescued him from the ruins in a nick of time. Stuttering, as if he was in love, his brows raised even higher, and he was thinking about whether to talk to Chris about young people's love affairs, when he saw the clearest version on TV. Photo of the heroine.
……
"That's her?" Jason asked, pointing to the photo on the TV.
"That's right!" Peter nodded vigorously, looking at the picture on the TV whose face was so blurred that his face became redder and hotter.
"..." Jason silently stared at the photo that was so blurry that there were only large pink and white patches left, and exerted his excellent associative completion ability cultivated over the years to distinguish Gotham's shabby surveillance, and he couldn't help feeling like a toothache in his throat. moan.
Even if he couldn't recognize anything else, how could he not recognize that damned rabbit motorcycle?
As soon as he saw the color scheme and outline, he could immediately recall the first time he confronted Bruce. At that time, Bruce hadn't realized his identity and treated him like an ordinary villain. Before falling from upstairs, he was rescued by such a pink-haired girl riding such a girl-colored motorcycle, and was dragged across the entire Gotham before he lost the pursuit of the Batmobile. When Chris, who followed him, wanted to go back to find someone, he was forced to watch a big change.
Moreover, Chris shamelessly recorded his expression of being shocked to the point of collapsing his worldview and made a whole set of emoticons. Even now, when chatting with him in text messages, he still occasionally disagrees and throws one up for him to reminisce about that time. Mixed tastes to the world blank mood.
He guessed that Bruce was also very impressed with the girl. After all, Chris turned his head and slashed at Batman who was following behind.
——The Floating Dream Knife in Anjieka's suit is full of pink breath. It is usually an ordinary knife, but once you press the button on the handle to turn on the laser mode, the target will be [turned into a rabbit] For ten seconds, the speed is reduced by 80%.
Jason's biggest regret so far is not being able to take hundreds of photos of Bruce, who suddenly turned into a rabbit and covered his face with a bat helmet, and then shared them with the villains throughout Gotham.
"Anjieka is awesome!" He heard Peter say, the boy's eyes were full of yearning and admiration for the goddess in his heart, Jason covered his face and sighed, the first reaction to him was to call immediately Laugh at Chris for capsizing and confessing in the gutter for three seconds.
Well, let's tell Chris about it when Peter is away.
Otherwise he might not be able to laugh at that bastard freely.
The author has something to say:
Jason: Hahahahahaha [I can't breathe from laughing]
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