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The camera was aimed at the ashen-faced Loki and the bewildered Sol.

"Three, two, one - Happy Thanksgiving!"

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[1] Here pinch the Wu's Orphanage where Voldemort was born

[2] Pinch him "Mary Poppins", this stalk is in "Guardians of the Galaxy 2"

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What a warm, sweet, memorable Christmas—

TBC.

07Christmas tree

What a warm, sweet, memorable Christmas—

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"So you're living together now?"

Peter Parker exclaimed and took out his recording pen.

"Shut off, do you want me to repeat that, little spider?"

"Okay." Peter raised his hand, indicating that his voice recorder was not working, "Hey, you know my pseudonym, so you have read my article?"

Loki gave a dry laugh, "Yes, my employees and I have been scrambling to circulate the article you wrote about the labor insider of Stark Industries for a long time. Until I cut it out and pasted it on the dartboard, every time Whenever Tony Stark has any instructions for his house, we go to a darts game."

"Oh—" Peter said gratefully, "thank you so much for liking my article. I could have written more. But I've been unlucky lately. I was listening on the outside of Stark Tower the night before I was caught when I was there, and I fell through it, but luckily they have a glass ceiling. By the way, Mr. Odinson, do you mind if I do an exclusive interview for you?"

"It's a pity I'm not a vampire, little reporter," Loki stopped Saul mockingly, "so I need to sleep now, and you too, look at your size. Maybe tomorrow morning we can continue to talk about how to make Tony Smith Tucker is portrayed as a bone-sucking planter."

Time smothered and viscously flowed past Loki like jam.He spent a memorable night in the ward, exchanging contact information with Peter Parker on discharge, threatening him not to share the photos or he would lose his internship at the Daily Bugle forever.Life returns to normal and he discovers with despair that Saul has been living in his house for nearly three weeks.Words such as breaking up or farewell are still stuck in Loki's chest like a giant iceberg. Not only did Thor's boat not hit it, but it sailed steadily.

They still maintain a random sex frequency of four times a week, two days off and one day off, and weekends.Loki thinks this is not possible, not only because he has no emotional connection with Thor, but also because the overspending utility bills make him have the urge to murder each other at any time. Er's kidney suffered first.

As the weather gets colder and colder, next Monday will be Christmas. If he doesn't make it clear to Sol before the weekend, then they will spend the first warm and sweet Christmas Eve hand in hand.

"Ugh," Loki exaggerated disgust, "that's disgusting."

"Are you pregnant?" Sif stood on the ladder, happily hanging a ribbon on the roof, adding a little festive atmosphere to their cold office, "Congratulations. I never knew you were an Omega—"

"Stop reading novels!" Loki warned angrily, "Don't think I don't know what websites you have visited on my computer!"

"Oh, I just want to liven up the atmosphere," Sif took another ribbon from Fandral, "Look, Christmas is coming soon, what a warm, sweet, and memorable Christmas—"

"Sif—"

"But we have to work until the last moment." Sif changed the subject and sued her boss plaintively, "My mother is still waiting for me to call her on the other side of the United States. Blame me for loving me too much. Work, I don't want to quit my post to spend this warm, sweet and memorable Christmas with her—”

"Sif, that's enough," Loki interrupted, "I don't have to go to work tomorrow."

"Rocky?!" Sif screamed. "You're not going to fire me for this?"

"And Fandral, Vostagg, you don't need it anymore." Loki ordered without changing his face.

"What's the matter with you?" Fandral asked, poking his waist, "You want to disband the studio? Because Saul doesn't even want a job?"

"Listen," Loki sneered, "what did I say? Tell you not to watch those boring TV shows. When did I say I was closing the studio?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Holiday," Loki said with satisfaction seeing the terrified eyes of the three, "I said holiday—do you not understand? From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to go to work. The holiday will last until the week after Christmas. You will also Get an unforgettable countdown to New Years Eve in Times Square. Don't thank me for my generosity."

In fact, Loki regretted it after he finished speaking.Because the holiday means not going to work, not having to go to work means not having to deal with difficult customers and noisy colleagues, and at the same time, it also means being face to face with Saul 24 hours a day, even face to face.

But it’s not all bad. When he woke up one morning, Sol found that there was a sum of money in his account. Thank God, his sister seemed to remember Sol at last during this happy family day and sent him a text message. Received a warm year-end bonus.Rocky took the money for himself without any reason, to fill the big hole in the food and heating bills.Since the last time he developed acute gastritis due to a cold, Sol has installed heating in the entire apartment on his own initiative.Look at the stinking problems of these young masters!Will turning on less heat turn New York into Alaska?

On Thursday, Sol and Rocky, to be precise, Sol coerced Rocky into a trip to Ikea because the former wanted to make some decorations for the upcoming Christmas.

"Look, we don't have the spare cash to buy a load of golden junk and throw it out a week later because it's in the way and accumulating dust, just for what you call pointless 'holiday vibes'."

Loki followed Sol, cursed all the way, and took out the pendant that Sol put in the cart, and Thor walked around Loki to get the pendant back.Finally they stopped at the Christmas tree section, and the cart contained everything and a few more items.

"Which one do you like?" Saul asked, pointing to the Christmas trees. "Tall? Short? This one looks great, with a star on top."

"Neither one will do." Loki folded his arms and refused, "Sol, my living room is only ten square meters, and there is no room for your little Christmas tree."

"How about this one?" Sol said enthusiastically, spotting a minimal Christmas tree in a corner. "It looks perfect for our living room, and it's the right height!"

"I won't pay for your impulsive consumption." Rocky stood on the spot and watched Thor put the packing box on the cart, "Also, that's 'my' living room, not 'our'."

"I'll pay the bill." Saul said indifferently, "I still have some money left over from the watch I sold last time."

"Have you paid your rent?" Loki took the packing box out of the cart, but miscalculated its weight, staggered indecently, and resisted the pain of throwing it on Thor's head Impulsively stuffed it back into the shelf, "20 dollars a night, I can hear it clearly, at least twenty nights have passed so far, do you have [-] dollars in your pocket?"

Saul patted his empty pocket, "No." He put the Christmas tree set back into the trolley again.Loki didn't have the energy to argue with him anymore, all he wanted to do now was sit down, get some Swedish meatballs, and smash them up like Thor's balls.

The little Christmas tree settled in the apartment smoothly, and Sol spent an afternoon decorating it. The tree was covered with golden ribbons, bells, stars and small string lights, and there were piles of fake gift boxes under the tree, which occupied the originally narrow space. living room.Loki didn't like the poor little thing at all, and used to knock it ostentatiously on its side, and then exclaim, "I'm so sorry, Tree Odinson, but your father insisted on bringing you home, throwing you away." Get in my way in the aisle!"

But it can be useful once in a while, Rocky has to admit, thanks to the little string of lights, he doesn't stutter his toes when he goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

The weekend is Christmas Eve.The snowflakes fell one after another, and the temperature dropped sharply.Loki wrapped himself in a blanket and pressed against the radiator, unwilling to move a step.So they ordered delivery, Mexican fried rice (with extra chicken and cheese), burritos, nachos and salsa, and sat on the rug while they ate and watched a movie.Sol sneakily took out a bottle of tequila, the liquid in the bottle was only three-quarters left, and it looked like it had been drunk.

"You still have money to buy wine, huh?" Loki crushed the corn flakes in his hand, and the crumbs fell on the carpet, making him suffocate.

"This wine is not expensive," Sol looked at the bottle, and a little bee spread its wings happily, "Do you want some?"

Loki handed him the cup.

"Tequila in a mug. Nice," Saul said as he poured him a drink.

"Do you have an Austrian crystal glass?"

"So do I," Saul said, holding up his mug, which also featured a funny chocolate bean man, apparently given away for free at a supermarket event, "let's celebrate Christmas—"

Loki wrapped himself around the blanket, feebly raised his mug to touch Sol, "To this terrible, boring, boring Christmas—"

Christmas carols began to be sung in the movie. Rocky, who is allergic to such enthusiasm, shifted uncomfortably, focusing on the fried rice in his hand.