Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

university, deep closet, flight

As long as he ignored the darkening face of the high priest, Harry Osborn felt that he really had a perfect day.

He also ran out shopping with Carlos, and the two walked around aimlessly.

Before that, he never knew that he was such a talkative person.

But now, he seemed to have countless things to say to this beautiful, almost glowing young man.

Because, no matter what he said, the other party would always give him a no-false feedback expression of 'I'm listening to you carefully'.

"...my dad doesn't like dogs, but I think they're cute."

Harry had never talked about such a 'meaningless' thing. Norman Osborn was very strict with him, and took an isolated attitude towards things that might make him playful.

"I don't really like it."

Carlos muttered, "They would compete with me for short ribs, and occasionally they would chase after my wings and bite."

Harry laughed.

Then he asked, "Apart from dogs, do you have any favorite animals?"

"I like those with beautiful wings, such as Warren, I like it very much." Carlos replied very honestly.

"Warren? Warren is not an animal." Harry said dumbfounded.

Carlos had a disapproving expression: "Good-looking is good-looking, of course..."

He added: "My wings look better, the best."

This tone, in Harry's ears, was really childish and cute.

Speaking of wings though...

Harry stopped suddenly, bought a bag of grilled chicken wings from a roadside stall nearby, and brought them back in a reusable paper bag.

He smiled mischievously and asked, "Do you want to eat chicken wings?"

Carlos glanced at him suspiciously, always feeling that this turning point seemed a bit malicious.

But Harry's bright eyes, innocent expression, and the delicious smell of grilled chicken wings blinded his reason.

He watched eagerly, and after swallowing his saliva, he pretended not to be so eager, but anyone could see that he couldn't wait and said casually: "Since you are so enthusiastic, then give it to me!"

Imerton, who had been following the two of them, dressed in a black suit as if he were a bodyguard, immediately wanted to turn into yellow sand and disappear immediately: "Can you stop being so embarrassing?"A little bit of God's baggage, okay? '

Harry couldn't help laughing, but he was afraid that Carlos would see it, so he could only bite his lower lip and try his best to hold it back.

He put his fingers into the paper bag, took out a chicken wing, and handed it to Carlos: "When I saw it in some gourmet magazines, I wanted to buy it for a long time, but no one accompanied me."

"Next time something like this happens, you can call me anytime."

Carlos bit the chicken wings fiercely with a row of small white teeth, and commented happily: "It's delicious, thank you."

After Harry found out that his expression was indeed genuine joy, he was immediately a little disappointed and a little happy.

The disappointment lies in his small, hidden revenge, which has not been discovered; the joy lies in Carlos's reaction, which always makes him feel happy and relaxed.

Carlos didn't realize that he was slightly bullied by the other party.

However, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care about it. It's just eating a wing, and it's not the same kind, so there's so much to pay attention to.

But regardless of whether the revenge was successful or not, Young Master Harry felt that he had given up the breath of being 'kidnapped' before.

So, he was refreshed and completely relaxed, and he still had time to inquire and ask, "Carlos, will you take the university entrance exam?"

"Hey, I haven't thought about it." Carlos threw the gnawed bones into the trash can and replied, licking his fingers.

"Then go back and think about it, let's go to the same school."

Harry deliberately refused to let him continue to eat, put the paper bag containing the grilled chicken wings on the other side, and suggested with a smile.

"Why?" Carlos turned his eyes to the other side, lingering on the paper bag reluctantly.

It wasn't until the other party put the bag behind him that he barely looked away, refocused his attention on the question, and asked strangely, "Why do you want to go to the same university as you?"

Harry narrowed his eyes and said jokingly, "Aren't I your lover? Don't you...shouldn't you go to the same school as me?"

Carlos froze.

His expression was a little strange.

It's so fresh, this is the first time a lover has made a request to him.

at the same time,

High Priest Imerton couldn't help but stare angrily at her: ...it really is the 'Beautiful Lady of Disaster' who dared to openly seduce God Carlos in front of me.

In X Academy, Bobby carried a bunch of things back to the dormitory.

Inexplicably, he became the father of a child who had not yet been born. He found that there were really many things to prepare, learn and consider. Of course, economic problems were also a big problem.

'I don't know if selling ice sculptures in the square can make money? '

He thought about it endlessly, but he never thought about not having children from the beginning to the end.

John had already returned to his dormitory from the medical room, and being in his familiar environment made him feel much more at ease.

But now, he was lying on the bed with a dying look, and he had already vomited three or four times in just one morning.

Each time, he would throw up, and in his head, fantasize about burning Bobby to ashes, ashes, ashes.

Then, he can't help but recall that wrong night.

'What the hell was wrong with me to allow Bobby to do it? '

He asked himself this countless times.

"Probably the eyes..."

Little by little, John ruminated on the stupidity he had done, as a warning.

When the two of them played and stripped naked to help each other, Bobby looked at his body with admiration and love. That kind of look was a feeling he had never had since he could remember.

From the moment he was able to control the flames when he was young, his parents, relatives and friends all left him, fear, jealousy, disgust and alienation...

That's why, when Bobby stared at him with pure, passionate and depressing longing eyes, he became dizzy and didn't want to stop him, letting the other party cross the line little by little.

'What the hell! '

John buried his head in the pillow, wishing he could beat himself to death at that time, but the water was irreversible.

So, now, he can only watch Bobby push the door open and come in stiffly, put down a bunch of things, walk over and touch his forehead very skillfully, and then take a small blanket to cover the exposed calves and feet .

Then, in a nagging tone like a middle-aged and elderly woman, he said to him: "Did you get out of bed with bare feet again? If you don't want to go back to the medical room to be hospitalized and be visited by everyone, you should be honest." Bar……"

"Shut up, Bobby!"

He shouted viciously: "It's my own business, it has nothing to do with you."

Bobby stood up straight, with a disapproving expression on his handsome face: "Having lost your temper again, aren't you? Why are you uncomfortable?"

As he said, he bent down and took out a large bottle of blackberry fruit juice from his shopping bag: "I heard from Hank that it would be better to drink a bottle of this every day. It contains vitamin C, potassium, folic acid and fiber." ..."

John didn't want to talk to him at all, his body was unwell and his mood was low, and this bastard was serious and serious every day, and by contrast, he seemed to be making trouble for no reason every day...

God knows, he is using all his strength to suppress the violent thought of 'burn him to death'.

Bobby unscrewed the lid of the fruit pulp, took it to feed him, and was not angry when he was rejected.

He sighed, took a big mouthful of himself neatly, pinched John's jaw directly, forced him to open his mouth, and then poured it in mouth to mouth without saying a word.

John was frightened for three seconds by his resolute style.

While coughing, he looked at the other party in disbelief: "What the hell do you think you're doing!"

"Hey my child's mother." Bobby thought for a while and said seriously.

"Get out! Get out!" John couldn't help pressing the lighter, and lit another fire.

"Don't make trouble."

Bobby froze the fire with ice, and continued calmly, "You have to drink this up first."

"After I finish drinking, can you go away?"

"Maybe."

John immediately snatched the bottle in a fit of anger, gulped it down, and violently threw the bottle on the ground: "Get lost."

Bobby shrugged, picked up the empty bottle, and threw it in the trash.

Then, he took the mop slowly and wiped the few drops of juice splashed on the floor, and finally went out calmly.

To be honest, John felt that he was not mad at him, it was really lucky.

Unlike John, who always has a feeling of being out of breath after being 'overwhelmed'.

Bobby felt that it was quite a headache for him to be in such a big trouble.

If you really must find a lover of the same gender...

Compared to Pyro's explosive and occasionally gloomy temperament, he felt that he still admired the handsome angel Warren who was almost suffocating.

"Ahem." A few light coughs settled Bobby's reverie.

He raised his head without guilt, and greeted Qin who was holding the book in a chic way: "Hi."

"Take care of the psychic, please."

Qin said lightly: "Don't think about messy things all day long. Besides, shouldn't you give Katie an explanation?"

Bobby put one hand in his pocket freely, stretched out his finger and tapped his head with the other hand, and argued, "I didn't notice you coming, besides, how could I control it when I was thinking wildly? As for Katie..."

He said innocently: "There is nothing between me and her. That's right, I chased her for a while, but she didn't agree."

"But if you're gay, why are you chasing girls?" Qin asked bluntly.

Bobby blinked, with a embarrassed expression: "I thought, I'm bisexual, heterosexual."

Qin stared at him for a while, and said with certainty, "That's right, it's gay."

"Really?" Bobby scratched his head embarrassingly: "I didn't confirm it before..."

Qin raised her eyebrows: "I will be idle and have nothing to do in my head, comparing which man is more handsome... You still think you are heterosexual?"

"The same gender can also appreciate each other. Besides, I think Katie is very cute. Qin, you are also very beautiful."

Bobby answered frankly.

"Can't you tell the difference between these two appreciations? Are you lying to me, or to yourself?"

Qin curled her lips, ignoring the former 'deep closet', and said directly: "Okay, I've confirmed for you, you are gay, remember to stay away from Katie in the future."

Bobby said dumbfoundedly: "Qin, in your eyes, am I that much? Besides, I already have John, so how could I provoke Katie again?"

Qin looked at him for a few seconds and nodded: "I hope you remember... Don't say anything, take a closer look, you have a bit of scumbag potential."

Bobby was so hurt by her that he was speechless and smiled helplessly.

That night, Tony obediently sent a steel armor to his old father.

After Howard received it, he looked radiant, as if he had found the second spring of his life.

Together with Tony, he borrowed (robbed) Beast Hank's lab access.

Regardless of Hank's yelling 'Don't break my instrument', the father and son were inside, focused on the tinkle clang endlessly.

In this regard, even Mrs. Maria couldn't stop their actions.

Sometimes, it's really hard to understand the thoughts of these technical nerds... How can such a cold steel thing make them as focused and infatuated as a lover, and never get tired.

Early the next morning, when Mrs. Maria saw her radiant husband, she was stunned.

Howard, who is nearly 60 years old, has re-cut his hair and dyed his white hair to silver. He is [-] years old in an instant. He is wearing a dark suit and a rose-red tie. He is elegant and coquettish Looking back and forth in the mirror.

"Honey, which beauty are you going to meet?"

Mrs. Maria couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asked jokingly.

"Tony is going to take me for a ride in the sky, and I still lack a female companion." Howard replied with a smile.

He turned around, gently placed a bouquet of roses in his wife's palm, and said frivolously, "This beauty, come and join me."

Lady Maria laughed.

However, Tony couldn't laugh at all.

After he heard his father's bad idea, he kept a dull expression.

This thing starts from last night.

Although the father and son now each have a steel armor, due to safety concerns, both of them tacitly did not inform Mrs. Maria about the steel armor.

So, that night, while tinkling and installing weapons on the armor...

Tony couldn't help sighing regretfully: "It's a pity that my mother will be afraid, otherwise, I can make one for her, and the three of us will fly together."

Howard had an idea and said on the spot: 'Son, don't worry, your filial father knows.Believe in Dad, we will be able to fly together as a family of three. '

Tony gave him a suspicious look.

Soon, he no longer doubted.

Ever seen a hot air balloon?

Tony wore a steel armor and flew over the X Academy, playing the role of a hot air balloon.

His four limbs were tied with a rope, and a large basket was hung underneath, in which sat his well-dressed parents, who were having a romantic date while having a picnic in the sky.

Really... the family of three flew together.

But what's the point of flying like this?

"Tony, fly calmly..."

Howard shared a piece of cake with Maria, and poured black tea steadily, while commanding in a low voice through the communicator from time to time: "The wind direction has changed, please turn the angle... the left will be slightly tilted later, according to inertia , your mother just fell into my arms..."

Tony in the Gold and Red Armor: Fuck your inertia!I swear, I must... must develop a remote unmanned remote control driving system!