[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

After returning to the Avengers Building, in a time and space far away from Howard Stark and Maria Stark, Tony Stark has been forcing the tears in his eyes to finally hold back the big drops fall.

The crybaby who learned to hide his fragile emotions when he grew up finally changed back to his unbearable appearance, crying willfully and wantonly.

After more than 40 years, he finally heard the affirmation from Howard, and finally saw Howard's heart.

He was unprecedentedly close to Howard Stark's soul, touched his introverted and surging warmth, touched his complicated and timid hesitation, and touched his pure love that he never spoke.

For the first time, he really felt safe and peaceful from Howard Stark.

Feel loved.

"—but I lost them."

Tony Stark knelt down slowly, buried his head and covered his face, tears slid down his fingers and splashed on the floor.

"I've lost them for over 20 years. I didn't even get to tell him I love him too, not once."

He understood that the true love he once thought he never had had actually embraced him all along.

But after realizing this, he has lost it forever.

...losing him.

"No, you did."

Grant Bartook knelt down and gave the crying inventor a firm hug.

"Just now, he already knew. And he will always remember that his son never hated him. No matter how much harsh language is mixed in the middle, he will always remember this, and his son will always love him."

Hydra also knelt down and encircled the inventor.

Tony Stark leaned between the arms of the two of them, as if he was going to cry away the tears he had swallowed in his life, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.But neither Hydra nor Grant Bartook mocked the fragile inventor.

Because they can all feel the extremely sincere but rough love between the Starks.

Tony Stark finally fell asleep crying, unable to stop sobbing even after falling asleep.

"Let Tony sleep until he wakes up naturally, he's very tired."

After setting up the inventor with Grant Batuk, Hydera, who returned to the living room, yawned and fell back into the soft sofa.

Butler Edwin responded.

Listening to the long-lost Wen Tunying accent, Hydera sighed comfortably: "I really miss your voice, Edwin."

They didn't go at the right time, butler Edwin Jarvis happened to ask Howard Stark for a long vacation.During their stay at Stark Manor, the butler has been taking his wife on a trip.

"My honor, Miss Hydera." Edwin responded with a smile, and said to Grant Batuk, who was wondering what he was thinking, "Does Mr. Batuk need a rest?"

"I'm okay, I don't feel sleepy. After being an agent, I'm used to fighting for a long time. This level is just commonplace. I want to..."

Grant Batuk shook his head, wanting to indulge after a long absence: "Edwin, can I have some beer?"

"Mr. Batuk, I'm afraid drinking at night is not a healthy thing," said the butler.

"Just drink two cans." The agent raised two fingers and shook them, with a faint smile on his face.

After weighing it up, Edwin decided to trust this agent who had no criminal record.

"The beer is in an incubator in the room next to the balcony."

Grant Bartook went to the balcony.Hydera occupied the entire sofa by herself, spread out her hands and feet comfortably, and closed her eyes.

"I took him to see Howard."

When Edwin thought Hydera had fallen asleep, the alien girl suddenly made a sound.

Edwin didn't realize the meaning of this sentence for a moment.

"You mean..." Mr. Butler organized his words carefully, "You took Sir back to the past and met Master Howard?"

"Yes." Hydera closed his eyes and said, "I can see that he is very happy."

The butler fell silent.

He remembered with some embarrassment that when he found Tony Stark crying, he excitedly almost activated all the armor and blasted Grant Bartuk and Hydra out of the Avengers Tower.If it weren't for Tony Stark's reason to stop him while crying, the building would definitely be a mess now.

"...I am very sorry for attacking you recklessly earlier, Miss Hydra."

Edwin apologized under his breath: "I don't even know how to express my thanks."

Mr. Butler, who has been with the Starks for more than 70 years, closed his eyes in the sea of ​​data, recalling the disputes and confrontations that echoed in the Stark manor all year round.

The relationship between Stark and his son has never eased.Even though Maria and he tried their best to mediate, there was still a deadlock.No one is willing to bow their heads first, as if to give up is to admit defeat, and to admit defeat will lose dignity.

The men of the Stark family are reckless, disregarding others, vain, naive, unreliable, self-righteous...

And never let others find out that he is actually a good person.

"Master Howard and Master Tony, they love each other, but reject each other."

The butler sighed slowly.

"It was very distressing for me at one point. I thought time would fix everything and they would eventually find a deep love for each other, but..."

He paused, thinking of the Christmas that could never be reunited.

At this moment, he is not curious about how Hydera did it, what happened in it, or what the consequences of space-time travel will be, he just knows.

His two masters finally had the chance to complete that farewell.

"All in all, thank you, Miss Hydra," finally Edwin sighed sincerely and solemnly: "I thank you on behalf of Tony, thank you for your deep love for him that is restrained and unrequited..."

Hydera's eyes widened in surprise.

Gratitude is far more valuable than anything in kind, as Hydra's guardians taught her.For powerful creatures are far more difficult to restrain than destroy, and far rarer to give than to take.

Hydera, who has a long life, confirmed the guardian's words with her countless personal experiences.

So after being thanked by several people in a short period of time, the alien girl was very proud.Although Edwin's series of adjectives were a bit strange, she still showed a sweet smile, and was about to speak happily——

Arno: "Excuse me, Boss. I think Edwin misunderstood something. He thought you liked Mr. Stark."

Hydera: "? I just like Tony very much."

Arnold: "No, I don't think your likes mean the same thing..."

Quantum Brain paused, and searched for suitable adjectives in the network.

"Edwin thought you...absolutely, totally, utterly, adore Mr. Stark."

This time Hydera understood.

Arnold described her as being totally, totally, totally, totally, totally in love with Tony Stark - in a loving way.

"No!" Hydera was taken aback, and quickly raised his hands to express his innocence: "I just admire him, love him, cherish him, understand him, and resonate with him—"

She does love Tony Stark, in a way that fully understands his gifted, lonely, sensitive soul.

They are all unique whales in the whale group who cannot communicate with their companions. They live in an ocean that does not belong to them, and no one can hear their voices.

But fortunately, Hydera met someone who was as lonely as her: the old boy who happened to find her was ecstatic and weeping in front of her.He was willing to stay for her, even if she couldn't communicate with him normally, she didn't lose patience.He made two shells for her that could pull her out of the vast and empty nothingness, embrace her and fall into the mortal world.

In a hundred years, he gave her life reactions, guided her to think about perception, and helped her live like a real "life".The moment the guardian of the universe introduced Arnold into her mind, Hydera knew that it was impossible to think about the long years that could not be perceived...

... so lonely that it drove her crazy.

But the instant she realizes it, her guardian and Arnold fill her up in an instant.

And Tony Stark has yet to meet someone who can fill him up.

Hydra was happy to help the inventor as the guardian helped her, trying to answer his undetected echoes, filling his empty parts...  

"Edwin, I love Tony. But I dare not fall in love with someone who is too much like me."

Hydra said.

"I know myself, I know my emptiness, my longing, my greed, my waywardness, and I know what kind of partner I need."

She's an insatiable monster herself, screaming "hungry, hungry, hungry, wanting more, more, more."More attention, more understanding, more love, more things that only belong to her...

... How does this tell her to satisfy another little monster who is also craving?

Edwin was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the conversation that made him extremely heartbroken a few days ago.

"...Sir also said the same thing, Miss Hydera."

He had to lament that Tony Stark was right: "He said that you are very similar, even you are more like 'him' than him, and he doesn't want to see you living so alone."

Hydera's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Did he say so?"

"Yes." Edwin said with a smile, "I think Sir really likes you."

— She didn't expect this.

Hydera thought.

Whether it's time travel or seeing Howard, she just does it if she wants to, and doesn't expect any reward.

But great inventors always surprise her.

Hydera thought about it, slowly, happily, and happily.

The corners of his lips curled up.

"Then I'm very satisfied."

The alien girl's eyes narrowed into two curved crescents.The sound was like falling into a sugar jar and rolling around, jumping briskly in the air, shaking off bits and pieces of icing sugar.

"—But I want to declare that I will never like creatures shorter than me!"

She is serious.

Remove the inner heightening insole and the outer heightening of the shoes, the great inventor is only 1.7 meters four, the whole.

One centimeter less than his own rounded 1.7m[-].

It is three centimeters shorter than Hydera's humanoid shell.

"Ordinary human beings are so small, they can't even bear an ordinary punch from my humanoid shell—"

The alien girl explained: "It would be fine if it was a strong human being whose physique was several times higher than that of ordinary people. But Tony, he is so weak - facing him without armor, I need to pay attention all the time, so as not to accidentally beat him into the ground or into the walls..."

She imagined life with Tony Stark for a moment, and shivered.

"I don't want to tear his head off with a kiss."

It took Edwin [-] second to construct the scene described by Hydera, and then spent a full five seconds maintaining a subtle silence.

In the end, he stiffly added the second half of his thanks: "...Thank you very much. If you have any needs, I will do my best within the scope of what I can do."

"It's nothing to me...just stop saying I like Tony."

Hydera obviously still has lingering fears about the misunderstanding just now.That poor drowsiness was scared away by Edwin's guess.She thought for a while and said tentatively, "If you have to thank me, how about singing me a lullaby, Edwin?"

Edwin:......

He wanted to take back the promise that he would meet Hydera's needs.

"Edwin?"

Hydera's eyes are full of little shining stars.

For the low-key and introverted British, the smile of the alien girl at the moment is tantamount to the devil's sickle.

"Miss Hydera, to be honest, I sing out of tune."

Poor Mr. Steward is still struggling in vain.

"It's okay, I just want to hear you sing OvO."

The more Edwin declined, the more excited Hydera became. It was just a casual mention at first, but now he is determined to listen to Mr. Butler sing.

Edwin couldn't refuse, so he could only sing "Lullaby" dryly.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear darling..."

Excitedly looking forward to the extremely high Hydra moment:  …

"Edwin, you sing like a Siri." The alien girl commented mercilessly.

Edwin said, "...then I'll ask Siri to sing it to you :)."

Hydera said, "No, keep singing XD."

So Mr. Butler sighed and continued to hum in his magnetic voice.

"Daddy's arms will always protect you..."

Even though Mr. Steward is indeed not good at singing as he said, the humming that is out of tune is extremely soft and reassuring.

"Everything in the world, happy wishes..."

In Edwin's singing, Hydera's tired body and mind slowly relaxed, and fell into a sweet dreamland on the sofa.

The butler gradually slowed down and lowered his voice until he heard the alien girl's low snoring before he stopped humming.

"Have a good dream, kind and lovely little lady."

Edwin blessed in a low voice.

The author says:

Mr. Stark is reckless, inconsiderate, vain, childish, unreliable, self-righteous...but he's a good guy. ——Edwin, "Agent Carter", with deletions.

Have sweet dreams, sweet little Hydra! ! !

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