[Comprehensive] Science and Magic

Sitting in the living room—he sat down on the small sofa in the room, flipping through the morning newspaper of the day.

Tony licked his fingers, looked at his mother next to him for a while, and then at his father who was reading a newspaper on the sofa.No matter what happens tomorrow, today is the best Christmas Eve ever, he thought.About the dream in the morning—he had forgotten all about it.

After breakfast, Maria took Tony to decorate the Christmas tree in the living room.Tony was hanging jingle bells from the branches of the Christmas tree while he sneaked a glance at his father.

Howard was dealing with official business at the dining table, and Jarvis was helping to sort out the materials.

I wish Dad could come here and do this with them.thought Tony.Then it occurred to him that he should not ask for too much. It was much better for Dad to stay home on Christmas Eve than to arrive home on Christmas Eve, or not to come home at all because of an important meeting of some adults.Grown-ups always have so many excuses to be busy.

Although Tony has tried his best to think positively, the little angel and little snowball gradually become dull.Tony gloomily hung up the baubles, then wound the little strings of lights round and round the tree.He's still too short and will only be able to decorate a third of the tree.

Although his mother was helping him decorate the top half of the Christmas tree, but...but...

He grabbed the biggest star, looked up at the top of the Christmas tree, and then turned to look at his father.

"Go and find your father." Maria's soft voice sounded in Tony's ear.

Tony looked back at his mother, her eyes seemed to see through everything.She pushed him encouragingly again: "Go, son."

When he walked to his father with the biggest star, Jarvis, the housekeeper of their family, also showed him an encouraging smile.

Tony suddenly felt more confident.

He asked in a low voice: "Dad, are you free to help me...help me..."

Although he was still a little nervous, even Santa Claus was helping him today——Howard glanced at him impatiently at first, but still put down the documents in his hand, and stood up with a sigh.

When Howard walked under the Christmas tree, Tony was still standing by the table foolishly clutching the star.

"Come here?" Howard said.

Howard picked Tony up and held him high enough that he could hang the big star on the top of the Christmas tree.

Tony had an uncontrollable, goofy smile all over his face.

"It's crooked, a little to the left," Howard said.

Tony tilted his head and straightened his arms, trying to make the star hang more correctly and more in line with Dad's requirements.

"Yes, that's it, that's fine."

When Howard put him on the ground, Tony couldn't help feeling a little regretful.Seeing that his father was about to sit back at the dining table to deal with official business, he didn't know where the courage came from. He picked up a ball from the ground and threw it at his father.

Howard reacted flexibly to catch the ball.His brow furrowed, and a deep crease formed on his forehead, as if he was about to teach naughty Tony a lesson; but he didn't.

"Okay, okay. Since you want to play... just this one time, son."

He passed the ball back to Tony.

Everything that happened that day was like a dream.

In the morning, Tony and Dad played a game of catch for at least four and 10 minutes.Even if Howard later asked him to recite French words, it didn't affect his good mood.

The success of the morning gave him great confidence.

After lunch, he broke into his father's laboratory.Father Howard not only did not drive him away, but also gave him a bunch of materials and told him to try to make an engine by himself.

Tony felt that his little brain had never turned so fast.He seemed to know how to make an engine by nature, and he completed the first engine in his life in a very short period of time.

"As expected of your son, Mr. Stark." Jarvis praised beside him.

Tony pursed his lips tightly, looking at his father anxiously.

"It's really well done." Howard commented, "After all, he is my son."

Tony had a happy smile on his little face.

The dinner on Christmas Eve was very rich, but what made Tony happier was the bedtime story his mother told him before going to bed at night.

Maria tells the story of a boy who, after a major change in his life, recovers and becomes a superhero who maintains world peace.Tony likes this story very much, although he always feels that this story is inexplicably familiar; the mother's high evaluation of the boy always makes him feel as if he is being praised.

Then I must be a superhero who maintains world peace.Tony made up his mind.

"What kind of superhero? Just be a responsible person." Howard suddenly walked in and said.

"Oh, Howard, it's just a story." Maria said helplessly.

"I just hope he doesn't think superhero is a glamorous and easy job," Howard said. "In fact, being able to take responsibility for what you do is already pretty amazing."

Maria interrupted her husband. "Okay, stop talking. It's time for bed, Tony baby." She tucked Tony in and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I love you babe."

"I love you too, Mom," Tony said.Then he looked at his father, Howard was leaning against the door pretending not to care.Tony had a vague feeling that he would never see them again, and he didn't know where it came from.A strong urge made him say, "I love you too, Daddy."

Maria looked at him in surprise.She laughed suddenly, then looked at her husband reproachfully.

"Oh, oh, okay." Howard walked over and touched Tony's forehead with an uncomfortable face. "I love you too. Go to sleep son, have a good dream."

Tony gazed at his parents carefully so that their faces would be imprinted on his mind.A voice inside him said: Time is running out.

"I love you guys," Tony repeated.Maria hugged him.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

***

Tony opened his eyes.In the darkness, only the reactor on his chest emitted a faint blue light.He seemed to still have the sweet taste of the potion in his mouth, and Laura had tricked him into telling him what it was a love potion.

The little liar.

Tony turned and put his arms around Laura from behind, holding her tightly in his arms.

Startled awake by his movement, Laura called out in a daze, "...Tony?"

Tony's lips brushed Laura's shoulder. "Sleep, dear," he said.

"Loosen up..." Laura moved uncomfortably. "Your reactor is on my back."

"Go to sleep," Tony repeated.

Their bodies stuck together tightly without leaving a gap.

Chapter 37

On Christmas morning, it was Tony's lingering kiss that woke Laura up.

"...Tony?"

Tony was busy sucking her earlobe.He mumbled, "... Merry Christmas, dear."

After a bout of harmonious morning exercise, Laura fell asleep again.

What woke her up again was her hungry stomach growling.

"Are you awake, honey?" Tony walked around the table and gave Laura a kiss. "Try my omelette."

Laura looked at the fried eggs on the plate.The golden color, no suspicious burnt black, and the fried sausage next to it make people swallow.

Laura sat down on the chair Tony had pulled out and asked casually, "You did that?"

"Yes, after all, I am one of the best geniuses in the world." Tony said boldly, "The last time I was at your place was a mistake caused by not being used to magic kitchen utensils."

Laura forked the fried egg and took a bite.She was about to give a good compliment, and Tony was indeed eagerly waiting for her compliment.But she heard the sound of Xiaodai's mechanical arm.

Laura followed the prestige, and Xiaodai ran upstairs somehow, and was struggling to push a trash can towards Laura with a mechanical hand.

Wait, there seems to be some egg wash on the mechanical arm.

Tony said unhappily: "Xiaodai, didn't I ask you to stay in the kitchen?"

Seeing that Derby was about to be rejected by the master again, Laura quickly asked, "Tony, what was the last command you gave it?"

"...Take the trash can to collect the trash." Tony said as he stood in front of Xiaodai, "This doesn't explain why it ran out of the kitchen."

Laura stood up.

"What are you doing? You continue to eat—" Tony hurried over and pushed Laura down again, "Leave it alone, it is becoming more and more disobedient now, and it can't understand ordinary instructions—I really have to put It went to the community college..."

Tony was still trying to cover it up, but Laura had already seen sharply the burnt spots in the trash can, and the smell of burnt fried eggs... fried egg corpses.

Case solved.

"Little Dai may think that I will need a trash can." Laura hesitated to mention this possibility, and when she said it, she felt more and more that this was the case.

Tony asked, "Why do you need a trash can?"

"Spit out the trash." After Laura finished speaking, she noticed Tony's dark face and immediately added: "Of course, its judgment was wrong. The fried eggs are delicious, Tony, well done, you are the best in the world." An engineer who cooks."

No amount of praise from Laura could make Xiaodai stay upstairs.

Laura didn't know what dream Tony had after drinking the Dream Potion last night.But from what she said to Tony before