[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

Although Hydera is lazy, she is surprisingly active when she actually does things.

Early the next morning, before dawn, she broke into the door one by one, a big man in each hand, and dragged Tony Stark and Grant Bartuk, who were obsessed with the big bed, into her room.

"...Are you serious? Staff clothes?"

The agent, who couldn't keep his eyes open, buried his face in his hands in pain.With a crooked body, he fell into the quilt with no love in his life.

"...it's only six o'clock, and I just climbed into bed at three o'clock."

The listless great inventor was nestling on the bedside with a coffee cup in his hand, trying to stare at the alien girl who ran up to him and asked him what to wear for a date with his bloodshot eyes from lack of sleep.

"I am serious!"

Hydera, who was wearing a deep maroon slim dress, had a ruddy complexion and was full of energy. Standing in front of the two stumbling men, she picked up the hem of the skirt and turned around briskly.

"Does it look good? Arnold said that dark red with low lightness in the red system is more suitable for me."

Her eyes sparkle.

The great inventor lazily raised his eyelids, reluctantly glancing at the alien girl.

"It's ugly. You're like the bloody vampire countess from American Horror Story."

"Then watch this!"

Hydera turned around and ran back to the dressing room, and changed into a fluffy pure white skirt when she came out again.

"You think you're Sadako? Kayako? Who do you want to scare out of a heart attack?"

"What about the green dress?"

"You look like a walking and talking pineapple."

"This polka-dot yellow dress! Edwin said that I look like a fairy in this dress!"

"SpongeBob SquarePants?"

"This one! Edwin also chose—"

"You want to audition for Captain Jack?"

"Where is this white lace dress! Edwin said that if you keep talking, he will cut off your coffee!"

"You're like the creepy twin sisters in The Shining now—are you ready to have a bloodbath?"

The great inventor who is sleepy but can't sleep is ten times more poisonous than usual.

Hydera, whose head was drenched in venom, stood there without saying a word, without a smile on his face, turned around slowly, and slammed the door of the locker room.

"Are you talking too poisonous?"

The sleepy-eyed Grant Bartout kicked Tony Stark who was leaning on the head of the bed, "It hasn't reached that level yet, the one just now was just like the one in "Orphan" with a naive face but It's just a psychopath in his 30s."

Edwin: "...Mr. Batut, you, like Sir, can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth."

"She dared wake up a Stark."

Tony Stark's complexion was dark, and there was a gust of wind around him.

"You should be prepared to hide yourself in the locker room and wash your face with tears."

"—What about this one!"

Suddenly the door of the locker room was pulled open, and the alien girl who the inventor said was "too shameful to hide in the locker room to wash her face with tears" aggressively strode to the bed, with both hands stiffly grabbing the corners of her skirt, left and right. Quickly turned around.

Vicious and vicious, it looks like he is here to seek revenge.

"give up."

The great inventor caught a glimpse of the dark green skirt from the corner of his eye, and said without raising his head.

"It's the color of death to you—"

Before he finished speaking, two fists hammered into the walls on both sides of the inventor's face with a "bang", and the broken debris scattered all over the inventor's head and face.

"You look up."

Hydera, who hammered two deep pits out of the special wall, looked down at the stunned inventor and said word by word.

"Look at me, think about it carefully, do you want to speak human words in the next sentence?"

Grant Bartuk stared at the two perfect fist pits, and silently hid himself under the blanket.

I'm glad he's been an agent and studied psychology, and knows that it's not right to judge a lady's clothes in front of her.

At this moment, Tony Stark, who had never studied psychology, was completely sobered up.

The drowsiness that had been brewing reluctantly before had completely evaporated.He shook off the crumbs on his head, wiped his ashen face, put aside the coffee that had completely turned gray on the wall, and calmly looked up and down at the blond girl who was staring at her.

"......Um?"

He was taken aback, and re-observed carefully.

"Unexpectedly... nice?"

Hydera is now wearing a dark green silk suspender dress.

Although Tony Stark has a poisonous mouth, his vision is very critical and precise: dark green is indeed too dull for Hydera.However, the large area of ​​exposed skin weakens the solemnity and staidness of the color, making Goldilocks shine.

Slim cut, the silk around the waist is turned around to tie up the slender waist, and the ribbons at both ends are attached from the back to the front, fastened tightly, and twisted together with the middle seam to form beautiful folds, fitting two slender and straight legs.

"Let me look behind."

The great inventor's predilection for beautiful things was thoroughly aroused.He forgot the irritability of being woken up and the impatience of being forced to leave reference clothes behind, folded his arms and leaned against the head of the bed, ordering with interest.

Hydera retracted the arms supporting the inventor's sides, took a step back, and turned around.

The white back is completely exposed to the air, only two thin long belts pull the waist from the shoulders.

"—incomparable."

The two playboys present stared at the obvious butterfly bone, the spine protrusion in the back, and the long depression hidden in the fabric at the end, and whistled at the same time.

"Then this one?"

Hydera turned around, her blond hair and green skirt flew up at the same time, illuminating two pairs of eyes.

"Honey, you look radiant."

Tony Stark, who has a face-control attribute, took Hydera's hand, and kissed the back of the beautiful girl's hand through his thumb.

"I want to hold a dance for you right now, just for you."

"If you stand in the crowd wearing this dress."

The handsome agent of French descent twirled a strand of hair from the hem of the pretty girl's skirt.

"No one can refuse you."

The blond girl was pleased by the sweet words of the two boys, her face suddenly turned cloudy, and she giggled happily.

"You bastards only talk about it?"

She blew off the dust on the back of her hands, stood on tiptoe, bounced around the room, and the dark green skirt fluttered onto the dressing table.

"Don't talk about the starry sky in front of me, it's beautiful."

The blond girl sat on the dressing table with a smile, her legs dangling back and forth, picked up the eyebrow pencil and began to outline her eyebrows.Suddenly inspired, he sang a song.

"If you want to love me, show me right away."

"I'd be very happy, but our little princess doesn't care about me."

Tony Stark stood up, walked to the dressing table, casually fiddled with Hydera's makeup box, picked out a blue-toned retro matte lipstick, and placed it in front of the girl.

"You're going on a date with an old-fashioned man who makes you fall in love at first sight. He speaks acrimoniously and is traditional, just like that inconsiderate Professor Higgins."

Edwin joked: "Sir, you are talking like a worried middle-aged man looking at his daughter in love for the first time. He wants to be open-minded, but he can't help being frightened."

"Shut up, Edwin."

Tony Stark rolled his eyes and continued talking to Hydera.

"I think bright and upright men can only be dads or grandpas, not romantic love objects."

Who is not good to like, like the captain?

Thinking of this, the man wrinkled his nose, expressing his complete dislike for Hydera's gaze.

"Talk nonsense with your eyes open."

Hydera turned around and patted the inventor's face, took the lipstick, and happily hummed the newly released lyrics, out of tune.

"How charming he is! When I first laid eyes on his face, I couldn't forget it. Every part of him made me drunk, my whole heart began to burn uncontrollably, every minute Burning, shouting at my sanity - gotta get him."

"Don't like a sexy, handsome, romantic, rich, talented and wise inventor, and like a jerky and clumsy old popsicle?"

The inventor snorted coldly.

"I think you are a little girl with bad eyesight."

"In fact, I can read time, see the end of space, and see through flesh and blood. Thoughts are invisible to me—as long as I want to."

Hydera didn't care about the inventor's sarcasm, pulled out the lipstick, unscrewed the paste, and slowly painted in front of the mirror.

"But I've never seen a pair of deep, firm eyes with a similar intelligence...I've never been a gentle and caring girl. But when he talks to me, I'm even afraid of my tone Too strong and it will make him retreat—well, this color looks good."

"Let me remind you that the slender little lady finally left the old-school professor angrily, but returned to being herself."

Tony Stark picked up the comb and carefully combed the long blond hair that had been messed up by the girl from behind.

"So what? I'm not Eliza. I'm bolder and wiser."

Hydera finished drawing her lips, sipped her lipstick, and declared proudly.

"I can tame him into Austin's Mr. Darcy!"

"...Little girl who loves to dream."

The inventor smacked his lips.

"I have to say, read less romance novels, even if they talk about class gap and social reality, they are still romance novels. Austen's Mr. Darcy will always be in her book, and he will never become a real person and enter reality."

Playboy has no experience with this, and he puts it right.

"One of the many mistakes a woman can make is trying to convert a man."

"—That's fine, big brother who worries about this and that, I think they have something to do."

Grant Bartook lazily interrupted the inventor who was still going on.He got up from the bed, yawned and walked to the side of the two bickering childish ghosts, patted Tony Stark on the shoulder, and then looked at the bright girl who had finished tidying up in the mirror.

"It's beautiful—what are you going to do for the day?"

"Well... watch a literary movie, eat, visit a New York art gallery, and take a walk."

Hydera recalled the date plan that had been rushed out overnight.

"In this case......"

The agent looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, he walked into the dressing room, and took out a white cloak.

It was exactly seven fifty at this time.Steve Rogers, who came back from his run, took a shower, changed his clothes, and gently knocked on the door of Goldilocks' room with a slight vapor.

"Wear this coat."

Grant Bartook stood back, helping Hydra into her coat, carefully pulling her hair out.

"Then go charm him."

He pushed Hydera to the door, opened it, and grinned at the surprised blond man at the door.

"Good morning, Cap."

"Morning—the little princess will be handed over to you today, have fun."

Tony Stark sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, waved sullenly, and hadn't come out of the depression left by the female college.

"Huh? Yes, I'd love to."

Looking at the two men in pajamas in Hydera's room, Steve Rogers was slightly surprised.But he didn't ask much, but lowered his head and focused on the well-dressed girl.

"very nice."

He said sincerely, then took the bag in Hydera's hand and raised his arm.

Hydera pulled it up with a smile, and slammed the door shut with her free hand, almost smashing the nose of the teasing agent.

"You think it's inappropriate for them to be too different, but I see their swift action and unambiguous decisiveness..."

Grant Bartook, who was thrown in the face by a gust of wind, turned and spread his hands to Tony Stark.

"It's exactly the same—brother, you can prepare to marry your sister."

Tony Stark responded by throwing a comb at Grant Bartook.

The author says:

Suggested BGM: Lessolossouslesdraps "Crazy Monologue Under the Sheet"

Eliza and Professor Higgins: Characters from My Fair Lady, two cuties are playing a duet.

The dark green silk suspender skirt refers to Keira Knightley's green skirt in "Atonement".