Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

I want to step into the ranks of domestic violence every day

Deadpool thinks very well, in his imagination, as long as he sends out a date invitation, "his little angel" will agree shyly, and then accompany him to hell, and go with him to the ends of the earth.

Of course, he will also bring people back safe and sound, after... receiving the final payment from Stryker and Magneto.

"What, do you really think that brother is going to kidnap and sell his little angel? How is that possible! Although brother is the most dangerous and ruthless mercenary in the world (Bob: It's true), but Also, he's the smartest (Bob: most psychotic), most affectionate bachelor (Bob: actually, he meets one and loves the other) in the world."

"Bob, do you really think I won't beat you up?" Deadpool slowly turned his head and said with a frown.

Bob shut his mouth immediately.

"In short, brother is a powerful mercenary, and he must work hard to make money today."

Deadpool announced loudly.

However, the reality and the imagined scenario are completely different.

When he ran to the x academy, sent out a date invitation, and tried to trick someone out, Carlos's little head shook like a rattle.

"Reject! Reject! If I accidentally see that face of yours, I will definitely spit all over myself."

He said categorically.

"Haha, he's funny, isn't he?"

Deadpool turned his head and gave Bob a dry smile, then turned back and said in a loving tone: "Look, he's still joking with me, how lively and cute."

Carlos subconsciously moved behind Warren.

Most of the time, for him, Ugly is probably more lethal than Magneto.

So, although I think Deadpool is crazy, don't worry about it...

After thinking for a while, he stuck his head out and said, "I'm not joking, you are really ugly, I don't want to talk to you."

"Hey, Wade, this is not the same as the plot you said before."

Bob, who was on the sidelines, finally couldn't help laughing at his misfortune.

"No way, dreams are meant to be shattered. And life is just an absurd comedy."

Deadpool was quite gracious, and replied calmly: "At this time, your only appropriate response is to laugh out loud."

"But, what should we do next? There are no hostages, how can we go to Stryker to cheat money?"

Bob whispered in Deadpool's ear.

"Anyway, there is no deadline, let's wait for a while..."

Deadpool, who was still tall just now, immediately lowered his head and responded to him softly.

Then, he looked around, calculated the probability silently in his mind, and felt that unless Carlos took the initiative, otherwise, there was no way to quietly take the person away in X Academy, the base camp of mutants.

So, he looked at Carlos affectionately (thought he) again, turned around, and left with Bob first.

"What a strange person." Katie the Phantom Cat, who had been watching the scene of "Deadpool entangled Carlos", sighed.

"It's not so strange, it's better to say that there is a certain mental problem. Didn't Logan mention to us before that his old friend, his head is a bit out of order." Qin said casually.

"Carlos, when will your problem of judging people by their appearance be cured?" Scott frowned slightly, and said something casually.

But then, in the next sentence, he warned very defensively: "Even if you don't like it, just think about it in your heart, and don't say it directly next time."

"I'm on Carlos' side."

Warren smiled, and suddenly retorted: "In matters of feelings, if you are firm at the beginning, it will not hurt so much."

Scott was taken aback, always feeling that although this was true, something was wrong.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "I know you took the opportunity to eliminate your rival in love, but don't change the concept secretly, Warren."

Bobby the Iceman came out of nowhere, and continued with great shrewdness: "What Scott said just now was obviously talking about Carlos' behavior of talking about people's ugliness in person, which is a bit hurtful. It's not about you What kind of emotional problem..."

"I secretly changed the concept, and you saw it all?"

Warren burst out laughing.

But after all, they all grew up together when they were young, and they know each other well.

So, he shrugged his shoulders without much mind, raised his fist with a smile, touched each other with the Iceman, and said very frankly: "Yeah, I wish Carlos could speak more harshly. It's better to have a grudge."

Regarding this, the equally shrewd Iceman silently gave him a thumbs up of approval.

Warren returned a tacit smile.

At first, Carlos could understand.

Afterwards, his expression became confused and dazed, like those stupid emperors who were fooled by the concubines in the harem.

However, the matter of Deadpool is just a small episode for them at present.

Carlos is still very busy every day, busy driving Magneto away from Professor Charles, busy continuing his baking course, busy making the animals in the ranch continue to increase production and serving the country, and busy working with Warren Really... fall in love.

"If you dare to ignore me again because of feathers and wings..."

One day, Warren gave him a serious ultimatum and said, "I'll throw out all those wing care packages that I prepared for you in the house before."

"I didn't ignore you, it's just...it's really too hard!"

Carlos also complained aggrievedly: "The night I slept with you before, my whole arm was bruised."

"Then I'll wrap it in a cloth tonight, and I can wrap it in a few more layers." Warren said kindly.

Then, he walked over, held Carlos' face in both hands, smiled and lowered his head to kiss, and said slowly and gently, "I really, really miss you, Carlos."

Carlos blushed a little.

"I'm so good-looking, you think I'm normal." He looked around first, then coughed subtly: "Then you behave better, and then, I'll go and sleep with you tonight."

"How do you want me to behave?" Warren asked with a smile.

Carlos pondered for a long time...

Finally, the two of them ran to the bathroom to clean the wings.

However, this time, Carlos did not escape.

He finally looked squarely at Warren's new wings, and carefully cleaned the gaps between the pair of iron wings for him with a small brush.

"Although it's still very big, it looks cool from a distance, like some kind of science fiction movie! But, you can't touch it, you can't hug it, it's hard and cold, it's just a show." Carlos broke down a little unwillingly. Thinking about it.

He stretched out his finger, touched the hard steel feather lightly a few times, and tapped lightly again: "Can you feel it?"

Warren nodded: "Except for tempering, everything else is the same as before."

Carlos used his brain rarely, and tried to analyze it: "Hey, it's the same! Have you ever thought about controlling this tempering yourself?"

"what?"

Warren flinched slightly.

"Last time, what Apocalypse passed on...for me, it is a kind of energy."

Carlos tried to describe the feeling in words: "The energy I don't like, I will release it. But if I can't release it, I have to find a way to digest it for myself, although it is difficult..."

Warren thought for a moment: "What do you mean..."

"Tempering, can you control it yourself?" Carlos became interested: "If you can control it yourself, can my feathers and big wings come back?"

"I'll try my best. If I can, that would be great!" Warren said earnestly.

Afterwards, he couldn't help showing a pleasant smile, and asked casually, "Carlos, why didn't you think of reminding me?"

"Because I patronize grief, your steel wings that can't be retracted, too much affect my daily life in bed."

Carlos replied very honestly: "I have thought about it several times, or we should just break up, but I really can't bear to part with you (face)...Look, how good I am to you. In the future, you must also treat me Doubly good, just repay me well."

Warren: ...Why are there always people trying to force me into the ranks of domestic violence!