Everyday life at Midtown High School

Although Steve kindly mediated for the father and son.

However, if the parties do not cooperate, there is absolutely nothing to do.

Tony stubbornly believes that one thing is one thing.

He said to Steve solemnly: "That kid is thinking of me. Although his behavior is superfluous, he can barely be moved. However, in terms of scientific creation, we must not be perfunctory. If I say that the thing is useless, it is useless. On this point, there is no negotiating."

After finishing speaking, he also prepared a basketful of words, waiting for Pooh to come back from school, and give him what he called 'the strict teachings of his father'.

However, all his words fell through... because Pooh never came back.

Compared with Tony's poor popularity with a mocking face, Pooh, who has a high EQ point and a wide range of contacts, has always had no shortage of places to go.

It happened to be Friday, and as soon as school was over, he followed Gwen, planning to go back to Stacey's house for a formal family dinner.

It is conceivable that when Tony received a simple text message from his son, he was in a bad mood.

Dr. Banner has been irritated by Tony a lot lately, no matter how good-tempered he is, he couldn't help but smile once and said: "It seems that you can re-prepare your language and wait for the next round of 'Father's Strict Teaching'."

Immediately afterwards, Natasha took out a small makeup mirror from her makeup bag, looked at the mirror, and suddenly sighed and said, "If Pooh doesn't come back, no one will help me refer to the color of lipstick."

Even Hawkeye had a regretful expression: "I plan to let him try to draw my bow tonight, he begged me for a long time last time..."

Then, both of them turned their heads to look at Tony at the same time, with the expressions of 'it's all your fault, you are so annoying'.

Tony was about to die of anger: "Natasha, I gave you a whole set of super expensive cosmetics last time, Hawkeye, and I also repaired the arrow for you yesterday, and as a result, the kid just talked sweet words, and you two both On his side?"

"Give me a complete set of cosmetics for middle-aged and elderly women's skin. Oh, baby, you are so sweet, yes, I am very grateful to you, and reminded me of age issues in time."

"When you helped me repair the arrow, you didn't forget to tell me enthusiastically that the bow and arrow, a cold weapon, will be outdated and eliminated sooner or later. I really appreciate you, thank you for caring so much about my future career development."

Dr. Banner could hardly help laughing.

"Uh...Tony wants to care about us..."

The honest Steve tried his best to help explain, trying to maintain the harmony of the whole team: "Natasha, you are very young now, but you can keep it and use it when you are older..."

Natasha immediately leaned forward slightly inconceivably.

She asked with surprise in her hoarse voice: "Keep it? Captain, are you sure you're talking about cosmetics, not some kind of... flour?"

Steve glanced at her blankly, didn't understand, and continued to add to himself: "Uh...Hawkeye, you're a great sniper, but occasionally following Tony's suggestion, it's okay to dabble in more modern weapons. You can increase your knowledge.”

Hawkeye responded proudly with a blank face: "Thank you for the suggestion, but I have to remind you that although I do like to use bows and arrows, so far, I haven't found a weapon that I don't know how to use."

Steve has nothing to say.

He turned his head and looked at Tony. After a while, he finally sighed and said, "Thank you for the Pilates series of tutorials you sent last time."

The Avengers laughed collectively.

'A bunch of bastards! '

Tony was so annoyed that he didn't want to say a word to them anymore.

the other end,

Pooh was on his way home when Gwen suddenly said, "Uh... Pooh, me and Peter...we're back together."

"...He apologized to you?" Pooh asked in surprise.

"Yes, he apologized."

Gwen tugged at her cuffs uneasily, and said with flickering eyes: "Besides, he also explained some reasons, with a very sincere attitude."

"What's the reason? What made you forgive him so easily?" Pooh clasped his arms around his chest in dissatisfaction, with a look of disapproval.

Although Peter is his good brother, many times, some people who are suitable to be friends and brothers may just not be suitable to be lovers.

Therefore, Pooh is completely on Gwen's side in this regard, and doesn't want Peter to harm his sister irresponsibly.

Gwen forgave him so simply, no matter how I thought about it, I felt that I was at a disadvantage, and it was not enough to relieve my anger.But it's not good for outsiders to meddle in things like feelings.

Therefore, Pooh was in a very tangled mood. He could only endure the unhappiness, and tried to ask what happened seriously, first to see whether he had misunderstood Peter, or Gwen's smart head, after encountering emotional problems, just turned into a paste.

But Gwen, who had always talked to him, seemed to have a secret.

She didn't answer his question immediately, instead she thought about it, and replied in a hesitant tone: "He told me that that night, he met... a group of students who came to New York for a trip, but got lost in the end... "

Pooh asked incomprehensibly, "What do you mean? Lost? Call the police!"

"Uh...that group of students belonged to a special school..." Gwen stammered.

"Special school?" Pooh raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Yes." Gwen nodded: "They are different from ordinary people. If they call the police, there may be conflicts..."

When she was thinking about how to explain the problems of "Spiderman is Peter" and "the special school is a mutant academy", after thinking about it, Pooh finally came to his senses and said, "Oh, the special school, this is a special school. That's right."

"Huh?" Gwen looked at him blankly.

"Always be patient with disabled children."

Pooh explained: "They must be very sensitive and fragile psychologically. So, did Peter go to help them?"

Gwen was silent for a moment.

"That's about it!"

She reluctantly agreed with this statement.

Before that, Gwen did consider whether to tell Pooh about 'Peter is Spider-Man' in order to restore the friendship between the two, but since Pooh himself has taken the initiative to help Peter find a suitable excuse, it is temporarily unnecessary. The discussion continued.

She felt that it was better to leave things like 'confessing secrets' to Peter himself!

"But even if you want to help others, you should make a phone call or send a message, right?"

Pooh was still a little dissatisfied and said, "Peter is getting more and more unreliable now. His academic performance has dropped a while ago, and he only got a D in his English homework. Uncle Ben also asked me in private, what happened to him recently? What are you busy with?"

Gwen could only shrug her shoulders, and tried to make an excuse for her boyfriend: "He probably knows it well!"

Pooh didn't believe it at all.

He vowed: "Just wait, if this continues, he will definitely fail this year!"

When he got home, the Stacey family welcomed him as usual.

Mrs. Stacey cooked a good dinner, and the other brothers were glad to see him back.

And Mr. George Stacey is also very happy. Although Tony has already taken away his custody rights, this Mr. Sheriff is still willing to teach and take care of the child who was briefly fostered in his own home like his father.

It's just... every time he takes the initiative to care, it is full of distinctive professional characteristics.

For example, the next day, Pooh pretended to be going back to the Avengers Mansion, when in fact, he planned to go to the Osborn's house and stay with Harry.

The sheriff was very vigilant, keen and shrewd to see through his lies.

"Every day someone tries to lie to me."

In order not to frighten the children, Sergeant George Stacey said with a smile on his face: "A thief, a liar, a robber, and a suspect in a certain murder...My dear, which one do you plan to classify yourself into? "

Seriously, saying something like that with a smile on your face is more intimidating than putting on a serious face.

Fortunately, Pooh was mentally prepared for this.

He blinked his big brown eyes, and replied without any guilt: "Categorize it as...the kind of adolescence that is restless and wants to go out to play!"

Mr. Stacey managed to make him laugh.

Then, he called Pooh aside, and behind Gwen and the rest of the family, he handed over a box of Durex.

(Pooh: What's wrong with me recently? Why do I have such a fate with this thing?)

Then they had the kind of conversation only a father and son can have.

It's just that due to Pooh's sexuality, this conversation seems not particularly normal.

"I know... well, at your age, there may not be... not enough self-control."

Mr. Stacey tried to speak in a calm, non-complimentary tone.

But the next moment, when he gave an example, he accidentally returned to his usual state.

"I've seen a lot of juvenile delinquents, all of whom did it on impulse at your age... for the first time in their life. Wait, is it your first time?"

He stopped suddenly, his hand reflexively touched the position where the gun was usually placed on his waist, his eyes were very sharp.

Under such great pressure, Pooh nodded in confusion with a blushing face.

Mr. Stacey then touched his nose, looking embarrassed.

Then, he contradicted himself and said: "It's good, but when the time comes, there should be one time..."

Pooh looked at him wordlessly.

"Ahem..." Mr. Stacey coughed twice, and continued to work hard to continue this topic.

He said embarrassingly: "Physical hygiene education should be taught in your school. But if you don't know anything, you can ask me now, and I will try my best to answer. However, there is one thing..."

He said very seriously: "I always repeat a question, now, don't think I'm long-winded, I will repeat it again, protect yourself! If the other party asks anything, it will hurt you, or it may bring harm , or maybe it will hurt you in the future. Promise me that no matter how indifferent that request seems, and no matter how much you love him, you will refuse him without hesitation!"

"...Yeah."

Pooh stammered back, "I mean... er, sure, yes, I would."

Then, under the complicated eyes of Sergeant George, with a box of Durex in his pocket, he left the house with an embarrassed expression.