Everyday life at Midtown High School

"...Did Pooh get beaten in the end?"

Peter gossiped and asked curiously.

Harry recalled the chaotic scene in the building at that time, and said with a complicated expression: "No."

"God! You didn't get beaten like this?" Peter said in surprise, and said with a little envy: "Sometimes, Pooh's ability to turn danger into good fortune always makes me suspect that he is the son of God. If it is If I do these things, Uncle Ben will definitely beat me to death."

"Uncle Ben is reluctant to beat you...Correct me, Pooh is not God's own son, he is Iron Man's own son."

Harry couldn't help but defend his lover.

Then, he briefly described the situation at that time: "When I returned to the building, things had almost happened. Indeed, he was almost hit by mixed doubles. But before he was hit, he suddenly wiped his tears and shouted something I just want a complete family, the kind of family of three... Steve and Tony were stunned for a moment, and then they all softened their hearts. Especially Steve, when Pooh was crying and drawing some white fence, When there was a lawn and a naughty dog, he even put down his shield. Later, the Winter Soldier told us that Steve had this dream when he was a child, but the war ruined everything."

Peter was speechless for a while, and there was still a subtle sadness and relief in his heart.

"This time, maybe Pooh really wasn't making excuses, it was indeed his idea."

He helped his friend explain softly, "When he came to my house to play, he envied me for having Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei."

Harry shrugged and laughed, "Of course I know that. Have you forgotten? We grew up together."

Peter couldn't help smiling.

"Precisely because he told the truth, Tony and the captain couldn't fight."

Harry sighed and said, "Those two people are not easy to deceive. If it wasn't for Pooh crying out the truth, they would not be so easy to soften their hearts. Especially Tony, you know, he has always had feelings for Pooh. So a little guilty..."

"Anyway, it's really shit luck. Someone is willing to pay the bill if something goes wrong."

Peter muttered sadly: "Then... what about him now? Still in the Avengers Building?"

"Um... yes, detention and review," said Harry.

"Then what are you doing here if you don't go with him?" Peter asked curiously.

"Actually, I'm here to send invitations."

Harry's face was full of vicissitudes immediately, he took out a piece of paper and handed it over, speaking in an indescribable tone.

"Invitation?"

While Peter was curious, he took the light cornflower blue, elegantly designed invitation.

He opened it casually and looked down, only to see a golden arrow of the god of love piercing through the two names.

Then, he read out subconsciously: "Venice Stark & ​​Harry Osborn? Oh, mygod! You are getting married!!!"

"We didn't get married, bro." Harry replied deadpan, "Steve and Tony got married."

"Stop messing around, buddy!" Peter frowned and poked at the piece of paper and said, "It clearly has your names on it, did you take the wrong invitation? Or did the printer print the wrong name?"

"I didn't take it wrong, it was printed by Jarvis, and it's impossible to type the wrong name, it's just..."

Harry argued: "Tony thinks this is fair. So, it is indeed Steve and Tony's wedding, remember to attend."

"Not kidding?"

"No."

"Is it really not a joke?"

"No."

"Okay, but this revenge is kind of nonsense." Peter scratched his head, and his expression became as complicated as Harry's.

But looking at his friend's expression of lovelessness, he wanted to laugh again: "What did Pooh say?"

"He seems to have admitted his mistake this time."

Harry pursed his lips and sighed a little: "Some things can be helped, but some things cannot be done by others. In fact, it's not all his fault, I'm also at fault. At the beginning, I just wanted to make a joke and didn't stop me from the sidelines. Still pampering him, but ignoring the sanctity of marriage... Well, this is also self-inflicted."

"OK, I will attend the wedding."

Peter replied sympathetically, "I'm going with Gwen. Uh... are you sure it's really Steve and Tony's wedding?"

"Sure, it's their wedding," Harry repeated, somewhat plaintively.

Then, he thought for a while, and added: "Tony also asked Mr. Graves to sue, it seems that he has extorted a lot of good things, but recently, you probably don't see Credence anymore."

"Is he all right?" Peter asked incredulously.

"It's all right, that Mr. Graves..." Harry hesitated for a moment, then replied cryptically, "Credence shouldn't be punished too much, because he... seems to like Credence very much."

"Oh, like Uncle Ben likes me?" Peter asked casually.

"It's not the same." Harry responded cautiously: "Every family's situation is different."

Peter half-understood, not knowing what charades Harry was playing.

But Harry couldn't make it very clear.

After all, before this, the group of children playing together, including Harry, had been influenced by Pooh's speculation, thinking that Credence's guardian was an old-fashioned aristocratic grandfather.

But that day, he suddenly saw a handsome middle-aged wizard in a suit and leather shoes, with a strong aura, extraordinary magic power, appear in the building. While being very surprised, he recalled some of Credence's behaviors at certain times... I faintly feel that I have discovered a little truth without knowing it.

"Huh? Falling in love with one's own guardian is more difficult than Captain America's falling in love with Iron Man?"

Harry pondered silently in his heart.

But when he saw that seemingly strong gentleman, but forbearingly paying for Credence's troubles, he was relieved: "Maybe, it's not that difficult."

"Good luck Credence."

Although Peter didn't understand what Harry was doing mysteriously, he still wished his friends sincerely.

Harry smiled and repeated, "Yes, good luck to Credence."

The Avengers Building was rarely empty.

Pooh was locked in the room to write the inspection, Tony and Steve ran to order a dress, and the other Avengers followed suit.

Jarvis played music and directed the robotic arm to shuttle back and forth for cleaning, a big cleaning.

Before leaving, Tony directed Quicksilver Pietro, one of the mutant twins, to send invitations to the best of his ability. With his ability, running the whole of New York in an hour is not a dream at all.

So, the Scarlet Witch Wanda, who was alone, wandered around the hall idly.

The clumsy robotic arm dummy once again poured a glass of juice and handed it to her, in exchange for a bright smile on her face.

"Good-afternoon, it's twelve o'clock..."

Jarvis's polite voice suddenly sounded: "The temperature is 27 degrees, cloudy and sunny, the haze has dissipated, and the sun is shining, suitable for outdoor sports..."

"But I don't really want to go out." Wanda laughed and interrupted, "I don't like going out by myself."

Jarvis paused for a moment, and after a few seconds, he replied: "Do you need me to call your friend for you, Miss Maximov?"

"Call me Wanda," corrected the Scarlet Witch.

Then, she complained to the only butler of the building: "Everyone has their own things to do, and I don't want to disturb them. And...Jarvis, can't you stay with me? Well, Stark made you Come out, isn't it to accompany him?"

The first time he met a girl acting like a baby, Jarvis paused for a few seconds again.

He replied cautiously: "Not all, Sir needs an assistant."

"Don't be funny, if it's an assistant, he can create a few who can't think. Stark is just stubborn, he is obviously afraid of being alone."

The seemingly young girl in red opened her palm indifferently, and the red energy jumped back and forth like a toy at her fingertips, and said very precociously: "Actually, it's nothing, no one is not afraid alone."

"Maybe." Jarvis said calmly, neither agreeing nor objecting.

"But now he has Captain America, Pooh, and a group of Avengers as friends, and he is no longer alone." Wanda continued to say to herself.

"Yes. So, don't worry, Miss Wanda, you won't be alone now either."

Jarvis said softly: "Because you are beautiful and kind, everyone likes you."

There was a look of surprise on Wanda's beautiful face, and the red energy in her hand disappeared instantly because of her absence.

She seemed to want to laugh, and held back her head, "Do you think I'm beautiful and kind? Everyone likes me? But people are obviously afraid of me...afraid that I will hurt them."

"Human beings are instinctively afraid of the unknown, it's not your fault." Jarvis replied.

Then, he added: "Everyone really likes you very much. The cookie on the table last time was specially left for you by Mr. Barton."

"Huh?" Wanda looked up in surprise.

She couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Jarvis."

"You're welcome, Miss Wanda, if you would..."

Jarvis paused again before saying, "Would you like to witness the miracle of life with me?"

"what?"

Wanda opened her eyes wide in confusion, "The miracle of life?"

"Yeah, Sir is not here, but my baby is going to be born early."

Jarvis also said the incredible words in that calm tone: "I may...well, need a little help."

Wanda was confused: Meow meow?child?born?Are you not an AI?