Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

twin brothers in the office

"Carlos is always bullying Kurt."

When Scott and Jean chatted, he said so.

Recently, due to some kind of teenage heart that is about to move, he is looking for various topics in different ways, so as to get close to this beautiful red-haired girl.

Let's not talk about the results for the time being, but he usually doesn't know how to find topics.

Because it's really hard for anything new to happen to this fully enclosed boarding college.

Apart from guessing "what kind of strange superpowers do new students have", basically, everyone's topics are similar, and the content is all about ordinary life and study.

Among all the topics, the appearance rate of Carlos is absolutely super high.

There are always some restless and unexpected ideas in his mind, and he is simply a walking topic maker.

So, Scott was looking for a topic at first, but later thinking of what the other party had done, he couldn't help complaining purely to Qin: "That bastard Carlos is just a naughty ghost! I really don't understand why he always I like to bully Kurt. I saw him many times in the corridor, secretly pulling Kurt's tail, and chasing Kurt everywhere! They were chasing and fighting in the corridor, and Kurt often hooked him with his tail to avoid him. Looking at the chandelier, jumping around, not long ago, the chandelier finally died and fell to the ground..."

"Last week, the situation got even worse. Carlos's wings grew. One of them teleported and the other flew around. They often made a mess of things. I had to strictly prohibit the two of them from using their abilities at will in the teaching building. In addition, there is another thing. Because Kurt saw Carlos stretching his wings for the first time, he was surprised and asked him why he suddenly had wings? Carlos told Kurt that it was because he was a god. "

"It's not unusual, Scott." Jean said with a smile, "Carlos has always liked to say that, and he really thinks so."

"But the problem is, Kurt believed it."

Scott rubbed his temples with a headache: "You know, although Kurt looks like a little devil, we have to admit that there is no kinder person in the world than him, except for his occasional unintentional mistakes. It’s a boy. He is willing to take in all the wild cats and dogs, chat and play with them. If one day, he has fruits and snacks in his hand, no matter who he meets on the road, he is willing to give them to each other. Remember last time? Mrs. Maria gave Carlos a big bag of toffee, but Carlos only gave Kurt a piece of his least favorite flavor, but every time, when Kurt had a piece of cake, he was willing to give it to Carlos Two thirds."

"I don't know what you're worried about, Scott." Qin looked at Cyclops with a strange expression in surprise: "If the two of them don't disagree with each other about this way of getting along, I don't think there is anything wrong. "

The rational red-haired girl said: "Maybe from outsiders' perspective, friendship should be equal, but from a more mature point of view, feelings are not mathematical equations, how can they be completely equal? ​​There must be one party who pays more. One party pays less, but as long as they are willing, outsiders are not qualified to comment on this matter, let alone complain for any of them."

"Oh, of course, I understand. For example, I wish now that I could give you more..."

Scott took the opportunity to say this tactfully, but only got a gentle smile from Qin pretending to be silly.

Scott had no choice but to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and continued to smile and said: "Believe me, I don't want to interfere in the friendship between the two children. I'm not that boring, just..."

He sighed and said, "Carlos claimed to be a god, and then, that idiot Kurt, believed it. They get together every day to discuss some... well, strange things, like a pair of cults One is talking about the doctrine of Catholicism, and the other is talking about the miracle of Mount Olympus..."

"Uh... I think it's quite interesting."

Qin couldn't help but smiled and said comfortingly.

"No no, you don't understand, Jean."

Scott frowned in annoyance and said, "It would be fine if they just played by themselves... The problem is, Carlos wants to develop outward recently!"

"What?" Qin asked inexplicably: "What is outward development? How does he develop outward?"

"He plans to set up a broadcasting club to release some broadcasts in the school to promote something he wants everyone to know. I don't know what it is exactly..."

While briefly summarizing, Scott thought about it and said: "I really don't want to approve his club application. But Professor Charles said that every student should be allowed to try their own ideas, no matter whether the result is success or failure, they should Dare to do it."

"God! Seriously, I think the professor's educational attitude is really too conniving and doting sometimes. Doesn't he know that? Some kids, like Carlos, are good at pushing their feet...I know, all When people are young, they all hope that they can be different..."

"On the contrary, I always wish I was an ordinary girl." Qin retorted calmly.

"Uh... maybe there are some exceptions for mutants."

Scott smiled bitterly, and continued with another word: "Well, I'm talking about the vast majority of people. The vast majority of people want to be different, and at the same time think that they are the center of the world."

"But when we grow up, we will understand that you are not different. If you are different, you are just a mutant; and then, not only do you not become the center of the world, you will be excluded to the fringes of society."

Jean was amused by his self-deprecating tone: "So, what about Carlos' results?"

"So far, the progress is good..."

Scott showed an incomprehensible expression: "Carlos has always been very popular with the teachers, and everyone pampered him. Therefore, several teachers have a name in his club. Even Teacher Howard is willing to serve as The club's instructor. The club he organized is now one of the largest clubs in the school."

Qin showed a surprised expression: "It's amazing, what's the name?"

"The miracle of life." Scott curled his lips and replied: "Tomorrow, you should be able to listen to the radio program carefully prepared by Carlos and Kurt... It is recommended to wear headphones after two o'clock in the afternoon to block the sound that should not be heard." noise pollution."

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"Scott is a relic of old age."

When Carlos was in a video chat with Tony Stark, he complained: "He was elected as the chairman of the school's student union not long ago. By the way, the vice-chairman is Sister Cheng Gray. After that, I went to him and asked him to approve me to establish When broadcasting the club, he actually thought it was 'used to promote a cult', that's what he said, and I didn't change a single word, it's just slander."

"Tony, first of all, I have to say that I am a good god of Mount Olympus, and the evil god is from the Nordic side. Our system is different. So, what does the evil god have to do with me? There is no such a mess, we don't Familiar! I have only seen Loki once since I was born. He was about my age at the time, and he liked to tease people too much. He said that he secretly used scissors to cut her goddess Sif while she was asleep. The beautiful blond hair was cut off, and the goddess cried so hard that she almost died. His brother Saul also said angrily that he would beat him once, and he came to Mount Olympus to find Di in order to appease his brother. Onyssus asks for wine."

"On that occasion, we met...but I really don't have any friendship with him. Well, what's more, he seemed to exchange something for my brother's arrows, whether it was gold arrows or lead arrows, I can't remember... But in short, I will never use his name when I set up a club! Scott really likes to think wildly all day long and come up with bad ideas..."

(Scott: ...)

"Important! Important!" Tony tapped the screen impatiently with his fingers and said, "If you just want to complain, and give me science fiction and imaginary myths and legends, don't look for me. My daily schedule It's all full."

As he spoke, he looked through his itinerary. At three o’clock in the afternoon, he had an appointment with a Playboy cover girl. This girl should be easy to deal with. At four o’clock, there would be an Egyptian theme party, and there would be a New York fashion show in the evening. ...

"Oh, why have I been so busy recently?" Tony stroked the mustache on his chin with his fingers, and couldn't help sighing that there was only a little stubble growing there.

"Is the work so hard?" Carlos asked believing it was true, and then said understandingly: "That's right, I heard from Uncle Howard that the Stark Industries Group is huge, and you are really tired by yourself."

Tony subconsciously took a closer look at Carlos's expression on the screen, and after making sure that it was genuine concern rather than irony, he didn't know how to deal with it.

If it were Howard who said this, it would definitely be an extremely bitter irony, but Carlos, if he doesn’t read entertainment magazines, doesn’t like watching TV, and doesn’t even pay attention to finances, then it’s really possible that he’s not interested in certain things. Ignorance, such as his messy private life?

This made Tony reflect on his overly cynical attitude once in a while.

Sometimes, it is okay to joke casually and be suspicious and tentative when dealing with outsiders, but it seems that there should be more sincerity and trust when dealing with the existence of family members?

"I'm not busy, I'm not working hard." The previous random thoughts quickly passed through his agile brain.

He said almost reflexively: "I mean, as long as you are looking for me, I'm not busy at any time... her."

Carlos was overwhelmed.

But still in order not to delay the other party's time, he quickly got to the point: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but I started a club. But Scott said my club was a cult, and he was only willing to allocate a little money, so , you support me with some funds, Tony."

"Hey, if every guy who asks me to invest is as simple and straightforward as you, then my life will be easy." Tony laughed when he heard that it was such a trivial matter.

He blinked towards the screen and jokingly said, "You can easily refuse."

"Hey!"

"I invest in you, what benefits do I have?"

"I am the god in charge of reproduction, I can bless your hundreds of sons and grandchildren, how about it?"

"……No, thanks."

"Then what do you want me to do? I don't know anything."

"You owe it first, and then talk about it later."

"No problem." Carlos agreed quite simply.

Anyway, who knows what will happen next.

I have to say that Carlos really found the right person.

Tony may not be reliable in other places, but he is really unambiguous in terms of spending money.

Originally, Carlos only wanted him to support the purchase of equipment. As a result, Tony directly built a brand new studio for him, with sound-absorbing sound-proof walls, mixing consoles, mixers, recorders, and high-fidelity audio processing. Audio editor, audio editor... In short, all conceivable equipment is fully equipped, everything that one expects to have!

But, unfortunately, it was all things Carlos didn't know.

"I thought it was just a microphone, like a circus..." Kurt stared at all this dumbfounded.

"I thought it was a sum of cash. I've already made a list of the snacks I want to eat recently..." Carlos also stared at all this dumbfounded.

"Wait, snack list?" Kurt felt that there was something wrong with his ears, he turned his head and asked in surprise.

"It's a dinner party at a club event." Carlos was quite confident.

Kurt, who had never joined the club, was afraid of being laughed at, so he immediately nodded pretending to understand: "Oh, you are right, you have to buy it."

Scott, who watched all this, was very tired: With this kind of president and vice president, the club takes jujube pills.

Due to Tony's astonishing efficiency, the Boeing Club of X Academy opened ahead of schedule.

Following the news of #夜行者sign up for all courses, the blue-skinned night devil actually wants to be a master of school#, the emergence of this broadcasting club has once again become the latest topic of X Academy.

Carlos gave up the first live broadcast opportunity to Kurt the Nightcrawler.

Because Kurt proudly said that since he was born, he has been engaged in acting (sitting in a cage and being surrounded by crowds), and he has accumulated nearly ten years of experience. Moreover, when he grows up a little, There is also the experience of performing on stage (acrobatics).

So, with the help of professionals sent by Tony, they used those expensive equipment to start the first broadcast.

Kurt sang hymns, such as Ave Maria, merciful Jesus, Hallelujah, Jesus loves me, God bless the world...

An hour later, Clarence Ferguson, nicknamed Blinking and capable of 'opening the space door, teleporting people and objects'... This beautiful girl successfully sent a bunch of enthusiastic feedback notes into the studio inside.

Small notes like snowflakes fluttered across Carlos' face.

He grabbed a few of them casually and looked at them:

Excuse me, can you change the broadcast time to evening?When I went to self-study in the afternoon, I almost fell asleep listening to it.

I don't understand what Jesus and Our Lady have to do with me.

The slow and undulating tone is like an old grandmother's foot wrap, babbling non-stop in the ears, it is annoying me to death, can you stop singing.

Nothing else, ugly!

"The feedback doesn't seem to be very good." Carlos pursed his lips and said.

"..." Kurt blinked pitifully, his tail drooped, looking a little depressed.

"Okay, I'll take it instead." Carlos said confidently.

He told a story of 'Zeus turned into a bull and carried away the Phoenician princess Europa'.

To be fair, perhaps it is the inheritance of Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. Carlos is quite unique in both appearance and voice.

When he told a story, his tone and emotion were not bad, but there was something wrong with the content.

The small feedback notes fell to the ground like snowflakes again, more intense than before.

This time, Kurt rolled up a few with his little tail and put them in front of his eyes:

Ask Zeus for the detailed follow-up after taking Europa away.

Actually omitted the intermediate steps, bad review!

Excuse me, did Zeus use the identity of a bull to make a fuss with Europa?

Zeus scum!Kidnapped, raped, arrested by the police, shot.

Cheating, scumbag!Let Hera divorce him!

"Kurt, do you know?" Carlos said inscrutablely: "Sometimes, we can tell the gender of the other party from the notes in these replies."

Kurt let out an 'oh' with a blank face.

He stood there blankly, thinking for a long time, but couldn't figure out the meaning of Carlos' words and the connection with the radio program, so he could only think that he was still too short-sighted, so he continued to ask with admiration: "Carlos, you are amazing, you can tell your gender, what should you do next?"

"Continue..." Halfway through Carlos's words, he suddenly spread his wings and flew up to dodge flexibly.

As soon as Kurt looked up, he saw an egg smashed into the place where he originally stood!

Then, on the small note that flew over, it was written by name: Carlos, if you tell these nonsensical and boring stories again, I will hit you with shit next time! - by flickering.

"Is everyone's attitude towards gods so disrespectful now?" Carlos asked angrily.

"I don't know, I've always been very religious." Kurt said very kindly: "But you can't blame others for not believing. Everyone should have the right to choose freely."

The broadcasting company was complained.

The current student council president, Scott, was not surprised by this, because it was completely in his expectation.

He had predicted it a long time ago: this society will eat jujube pills!

According to the regulations, he gave Carlos three days in a stern and unselfish manner.

If he still can't get everyone's approval within three days, then this useless association can only be disbanded.

Carlos had no choice but to run to the instructor Howard for help.

Strangely, however, Howard was not in the office at this time.

But in his office, there was actually a pair of cute twin boys who looked exactly the same but had never been seen in the academy.

"Hi!" Carlos thought it was a mutant who was about to enroll.

He leaned half his body through the crack of the door, waved his hand and greeted them: "Hello, new students?

But the twins were amazed: "You have wings, are you an angel?"

"I'm sure and sure, I have nothing to do with that stuff."

Carlos couldn't help curling his lips. He didn't like people calling something an angel when they saw something with wings.

He simply opened the door, walked in, and asked openly: "Twins? Who is the younger brother and who is the older brother? I am Carlos, and my ability... is almost as you can see. I can fly. How about you?" ? Or... Could it be that you are actually one person, and then you can be separated and become two?"

"No, we are twins. My name is Peter Parker, and I am the younger brother." The lively one of the twins laughed.

He opened his small mouth with one tooth missing, and said with a bright smile, "I don't have superpowers."

Another relatively quiet child said: "I'm Eduardo, my elder brother. I don't have super powers either. We are two people, not one. As for whether it is a freshman, we don't know."

Carlos looked at them a little strangely, not a mutant, no super powers, but came to X Academy?Is it a visit?

When did the hidden X academy allow ordinary people to enter?

"Papa brought us here." The younger brother Peter also seemed a little strange, but he really didn't know much.

Elder brother Eduardo opened a pair of cute big eyes and helped his younger brother to explain.

Like a newborn kitten, he was soft and cute, and said everything he knew without any defense: "Dad and Mom seem to want me and Peter to transfer to another school, but there is a wheelchair-bound Uncle, the principal, said that we did not meet the admission criteria. What is the admission criteria? Do you have wings like you? Is this Angel Academy?"

"No, this is X Academy." Carlos replied.

He thoughtfully pushed the small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose: "Then do you know where the teacher in this room has gone?"

"He and Dad went to find the principal's uncle." Peter replied enthusiastically.

"Oh, then you guys continue to wait for a while, I'll go out and have a look." Carlos became curious, thinking that there must be something inside this matter.

So, he immediately left the two brothers behind and decided to go to the principal's office to inquire.

In order to ensure that there were no footsteps, he flew over lightly with his wings, stopped outside the principal's room and eavesdropped first...

"Dr. Parker, the situation shouldn't be that bad." Howard's voice came from the room.

"I don't know, Mr. Steck."

A strange male voice said worriedly: "I don't dare to bet my children on their conscience. You and Mrs. Maria were almost killed and assassinated in the same way. It's hard to imagine their dirty methods. Fortunately, you are all fine. So, now I just I want to settle the children as soon as possible, make sure they are safe, and then, before they can react, go abroad for a while."

"I understand your feelings, Dr. Parker." Charles said in a gentle and soothing voice, "but I hope you can think carefully before making a decision. This is not a rejection, but... because of the X Academy , It is really impossible to provide a normal and healthy growth and learning environment for your two children. When you came here, you should have seen some of them. Most of the students in the school are mutant children. The abilities cannot be controlled, and I cannot guarantee that they will not hurt Peter and Eduardo. And Peter and Eduardo growing up in such an environment is not conducive to their mental health. Because everyone has superpowers, except they do not……"

"Yes, I understand. I went to the doctor in a hurry. I was a little too excited when I found out that Mr. Stark was still alive. In the original plan, I planned to send a child to my brother Ben. But, my brother My family can't afford two children for the time being, which makes my anxious mind a little messed up..."

The man known as Dr. Parker said in a dejected tone.

"Actually, Parker. If you still want to trust me, I can recommend someone you can trust."

Howard said with hesitation: "His name is Saverin..."