Everyday life at Midtown High School

Tony, who failed to act coercive and was treated as a terrorist, had no choice but to make a deadpan decision to send the two teenagers who had been frightened to blow their hair home first.

Although he really wanted to develop some relationship with Pooh (not the kind of relationship they misunderstood); he also wanted to have a good chat with Harry about the problem of 'puppy love' about the 'boyfriend'.

But if he chooses this time period to ask for a conversation, it seems that his previous flaunting behavior...is an act of 'intimidation'.

'Hell, I'm not bad enough to scare kids...'

Tony thought in a bad mood.

After driving downstairs to Stacey's house, Tony's bodyguard and driver, Happy, stopped the car.

The fat driver suppressed a smile and got out of the car. He opened the door for the two terrified teenagers and signaled them to leave.

Pooh raised his head in a panic, glanced at Tony secretly, and found that he had no intention of stopping him, he immediately pulled Harry and jumped out of the car without thinking about himself.

The wild running posture of the two of them seemed to be bitten by dozens of wild dogs chasing after them.

Innocent Tony: ...Who am I?Am I the most handsome Godzilla?How could they be so scared? ! !

the other end,

The frightened pair of lovers, who seemed to have survived a catastrophe and escaped death, finally escaped from the big devil Tony Stark.

They looked at each other in a corner not far downstairs from Stacey's house, and hugged each other excitedly.

At first, they just stared at each other, couldn't hold back for a while, first kissed lightly again and again...

Then, it was unclear who started to deepen the kiss first, and it was also unclear who stuck out his tongue first...

Because the emotions are a little out of control.

Harry ignored his surroundings, and Pooh also forgot his own worries. The two kissed tossing and turning, and the kiss was so intense that they couldn't part each other...

"Cough cough!"

Until there was an exaggerated and severe coughing sound.

The two of them separated in shock and turned their heads together in a panic...

wtf! !

What day is it? ?

Pooh’s other nominal father——the chief of the New York Police Department, adoptive father, workaholic, and Mr. George Stacey, who always works overtime and never comes back so early, is standing beside a police car not far away.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and coughed against his lips, staring at the sky in embarrassment.

This world really is...

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.

"Good evening, Pooh, I hope I didn't disturb anything." Sergeant George tried his best to put on a calm expression, trying to ease the atmosphere with a relaxed tone, but it might be because of occupational diseases, his words sounded a bit like he was judging prisoner.

Pooh didn't know where to put his hands and feet in embarrassment, so he didn't answer for a while.

Harry didn't know what expression to show, but the expression on such a handsome face was extremely silly.

Mr. Stacey sighed, walked over slowly, stroked Pooh's shoulder naturally, lowered his head and kissed his cheek, and then pretended to look at Harry and asked in doubt, "Excuse me. I smell bad, are you?"

"Uh...he's Harry, my best friend."

After a brief introduction, Pooh hurriedly explained: "Actually, you must have misunderstood. The two of us just now belonged to... belonged to comforting each other. We encountered a little trouble before... no, it should be said that it was something scary. ...that...I..."

"Ok, I understand."

Mr. Stacey listened patiently to his faltering and hemming until he could say nothing more, then interrupted with an air of understanding.

Then, he held out his hand to Harry: "Nice to meet you, Harry."

Harry, who was a little shocked, took a step forward subconsciously, and completed the handshake and the normal greeting completely by instinct.

"Next, you... you want to come... do you want to sit at our house?"

After letting go, Mr. Stacy looked at Harry and asked as politely as possible.

"No, no, there's no need, Harry is in a hurry to go home." Pooh obviously felt that this scene was too embarrassing.

So, he hurriedly helped Harry push back.

Harry gave him a quick look, with a complicated look on his face, but he followed suit and said, "Yeah, I'm sorry, sir. I promised my father today that I would go home early."

"Oh." Mr. Stacey immediately pretended to believe and nodded, seemingly politely, but actually said openly: "Then Pooh and I won't see you off, and you should be careful on your own way."

"Thanks, I will." Harry said with a forced smile.

Then, looking at Pooh, he took a few steps backwards, took another deep look, and then turned to leave.

Pooh looked at his back stupidly, feeling inexplicably reluctant...

So, I stood there without moving for a long time.

"quite handsome."

Sergeant George Stacey glanced at his adopted son meaningfully, and said beside him calmly.

"What?" Pooh was startled immediately.

He shook his hands in a panic: "George, we're really not."

"Don't worry, honey."

Mr. Stacey put his hand on Pooh's shoulder and whispered comfortingly, "Have you forgotten, Pooh? You came out to me when I adopted you. It's kind of rare...but I've I accepted you, and of course, I also accepted this matter. So, I will not stop you from having a boyfriend like an old-fashioned old man. "

"No no, thank you for your understanding! But Harry and I are really not, this time it's just a coincidence."

Pooh was still trying to explain.

"You want me to believe that this kind of..."

Mr. Stacey paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about his choice of words, and finally asked tactfully: "Is it a coincidence that you stick your tongues into each other's mouths?"

Pooh was speechless, speechless.

"Anyway, let's go home first!" The majestic Sergeant George finally said in an orderly tone.

That night, when the family had dinner,

Mr. George Stacey, the head of the family, suddenly said: "A few days ago, I went through the files of several cases and found some rather emotional things..."

Mrs. Stacey gave him a surprised look, not quite understanding why her husband would talk about such work issues during a family meal.

But for the sake of trusting her partner, she still cooperated and said, "Oh, dear, what's the matter?"

Mr. Stacey looked around the children in the family thoughtfully, and stated in a very calm tone: "A child who didn't come home on time at night, the rescue was not successful... died!"

All the children in the family were a little dazed.

Even Mrs. Stacy shouted in surprise: "George?"

"Another case happened a year ago, and I just happened to see it this time."

Mr. Stacey continued calmly: "A child who likes puppy love and finds boyfriends randomly..."

He paused and said, "He's dead too."

Pooh's brown eyes widened and his expression changed to embarrassment in capital letters.

Gwen, who was drinking water, almost spit out a sip of water that was not a lady.

She looked at her father in disbelief.

what is this?To scare everyone?

"I also encountered a case last week..."

Mrs. Stacey couldn't hold it anymore, she shouted in disapproval: "George! George!"

"Stop, Dad!" Gwen yelled too.

"Had a premarital sex, and deliberately did not wear a condom to play with stimulating underage children..."

Mr. Stacey insisted stubbornly on.

Gwen rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "It's dead too, right?"

Mr. Stacey was not offended.

He looked at his daughter lovingly, and replied softly and softly: "No, he has AIDS."

"oh, mygod!"

Gwen was completely speechless: "Dad, what happened to you tonight?"

"I just wanted to tell you..."

Mr. Stacey said solemnly: "It's okay to go out to play, or fall in love. But the premise is that you must protect yourself."

Gwen was speechless.

The whole night, Pooh, who had been terrified, lowered his head silently, wishing he could bury his face in the plate, the whole process was as quiet as a chicken.

Compared with two unlucky friends, Peter is much luckier.

During his internship in Osborne's lab, he was almost at home.

Especially his talent in biological genetics, even the head of the laboratory, Dr. Curtis Connors, praised him.

For this reason, Norman Osborn made an exception and allowed Peter to join Dr. Conners' regenerative medicine research and development team, and work with Dr. Connors on regenerative medicine.

This is definitely a great opportunity for Peter.

If the drug can be successfully developed, as one of the founders, it will be enough to add a dazzling aura to his resume, whether he is applying for university in the future or looking for a job after graduation.

And because of Peter's own spider mutation, he just agrees with Dr. Connors' concept of "cross-species genetics".

The two hit it off and cooperated tacitly!

Therefore, he devoted himself almost obsessively to the research and development of medicines, and at the same time continued to use his identity as Spider-Man to 'help others' in his spare time.

Everyday life is fulfilling (busy) like a spinning top.

This indirectly leads to...

In school, Pooh and Harry magically had an uninterrupted two-person world.

However, the two were not busy talking about love, but worried about how to deal with a certain terrorist.

"Actually, I was a stopgap measure at the time."

Pooh explained specifically: "I'm afraid that Mr. Stark will really tie us up and explode with the bar when he gets angry. That's why I pretended to compromise. This is just a strategy. Otherwise, you think , why did I say that at the end?"

Harry raised his eyebrows in disbelief, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't it because you are cowardly?"

Pooh shouted angrily with hurt pride, "Harry?"

"Sorry." Harry apologized casually without sincerity.

Then, he frowned, knocked on the table with his fingers, and asked with a very serious expression: "What are you going to do next? He will definitely pester you again."

"Or...how about I call the police?"

Pooh hesitated hesitantly.

"The police don't dare to provoke the head of Stark Enterprise without evidence."

While thinking, Harry suggested, "Or, shall I hire some bodyguards for you?"

"But he is Iron Man, what use is a bodyguard?"

Pooh lay powerlessly on the table, frowning.

Harry lowered his head, a little weak in his heart.

He even hesitated whether to ask his father for help!

Seriously, it's kind of hard to say!

Because, my father must feel that I am too useless to embarrass him, right?

Tony Stark, who still doesn't know that he has brought such enormous psychological pressure to his son and his "boyfriend", and has almost no solution to the problem, is serious about how to cultivate a good relationship with his son, and how to have a daily life with his son. Worry about getting along with each other.

Due to the fact that S.H.I.E.L.D. is not trustworthy enough, and considering the current situation of all parties coveting steel armor, Tony still has some concerns about recognizing his son...

But if you leave it alone, it won't work!

"Otherwise, I might as well just really take care of him."

Tony thought jokingly: "You can treat him well and educate him with confidence, and you can also put an end to some immature kid boyfriends."

"Jarvis, what do you think?"

"Of course, as you please, sir."

As always, Jarvis answered him in a reliable and gentle voice: "I can help the future Mr. Stark in advance and prepare the most famous team of professional lawyers in the country..."

"What?" Tony asked, looking up in surprise.

Jarvis did not fluctuate at all, and continued to answer politely: "When he kills his father, he can defend him in court, prove the excusability of his behavior, and strive for a reduction in crime, or be released in court without guilt. "