I used to believe in science

When Tony finally climbed out of bed, it was already afternoon, he didn't call anyone, he turned off the monitor silently, pulled out the needle and got out of bed, the million voltage that Thor summoned passed through his armor The aftereffects of the electric shock have not completely dissipated, and his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton when they landed.

Still, he made sure he was on his feet, flexing his shoulder, trying to ignore the pain.Walking out of the room slowly, he wanted to go downstairs to find something to eat.

The door of the study room was wide open at the entrance of the stairs. He looked inside curiously, and saw Antoinette inside. She was sitting on the huge sofa chair behind their father's desk, leaning on the armrest with her elbows. , resting his forehead with his hands, dozing off.

He walked in, knocked on the door, and Antoinette looked up as if awakened.Tony couldn't believe he said the next words, "Go to bed."

"I just closed my eyes for a while." Antoinette retorted, and put the tablet he was reading on his lap on the table.Tony glanced curiously. An old video was playing on it. He recognized at a glance that it was his first press conference announcing the existence of Iron Man, so he raised an eyebrow. "Revisiting the old days?"

"I'm just..." Antoinette shook his head, paused and sighed "I was wondering what I missed. I'm a behavior analyst, and I should have noticed a lot of your little habits when I was in contact with Iron Man .”

"Don't blame yourself, I'm a good pretender." Tony leaned against the door, standing for a long time made his ribs hurt a little.

"Then in these scenes, when you and Iron Man appeared at the same time, was Pep or Roddy in it?"

"Why can't it be Happy?"

Antoinette raised his eyebrows and looked at him amusedly, and tapped the tablet a few times, then held up a photo of Iron Man and Harpy to show him, "It's not that I look down on Harpy, but the difference in size?"

"You're right." Tony sighed.

And Antoinette noticed that his hands unconsciously circled the left waist, while the center of gravity was leaning to the right, so she stood up, walked in front of her brother, and stretched out her hand.The latter gave up arguing in frustration, put his hand on her shoulder for strength and commanded "go to the kitchen."

There was no one in the kitchen, and Jarvis was probably cleaning elsewhere. Antoinette asked Tony to sit down first, and then went to the refrigerator to look through it. Jarvis thoughtfully left some sandwiches in it, and she took them out to warm them up.The microwave oven was behind Tony, so she stood still behind him, looked down from the collar and saw a bruise extending down the neck, before Tony could react, she reached out and pulled his collar, and saw the bruise spread to the chest.It was caused by electric shock.

Antoinette could see the light of the circular electromagnet on his chest. When the secret was revealed, the other party no longer hid it, and the light from the reactors protecting his heart shone through the shirt.

Antoinette was so focused on this that the other party's joking and teasing voice came back to his senses, "I like the lady hinting at me like this, but I don't eat orthopedics."

"I don't eat orthopedics, Tony." Antoinette rolled his eyes and let go of him, turned around and took out a sandwich plate from the microwave and handed it to Tony, pulling a chair and sitting beside him, asking, "What do you want from me?" , Tony, tell me."

Antoinette didn't get the answer right away, but she insisted on looking at the other person, trying to convey her determination to her brother from the bottom of her eyes.But Tony looked away, he stared at the two bites, sighed from the bottom of his heart and made a frustrated voice, "I need your support, Nettie."

"You asked me to watch you die again and again."

"Or I should have died, in that shitty cave, if not for some stupid doctor." Antoinette never heard Tony talk about his time in the Middle East, but it was easy guess.

It made her feel bad "it wasn't your fault."

"Whose fault is that? I made weapons and used them to massacre civilians." Tony smiled at her not in a comfortable way.

Antoinette closed her eyes for a while, making it easier for her to calm down.When she opened her eyes again, she said "OK." The voice seemed to be more than her own.

When Tony stared at her with wide eyes in disbelief, she patted him on the shoulder, satisfied to see him grinning in pain, "I was thinking about one thing when I watched your fight yesterday. "

"What?" Tony asked casually, taking the coffee cup she handed over.

"You can form a team." Antoinette replied, and took off the newspaper on one side. It was today's New York Morning Post. Of course, the headline on the front page was the news that these heroes got rid of the giant mechanical beast of unknown origin yesterday. The photo capture is very professional, it happens to be the moment when all the heroes are besieging.

Antoinette stuffed this photo under his nose and explained, "The efficiency of the team is better. The analysts of BAU were working alone in the early years, but now we have developed into a team, making up for the shortcomings, assisting each other, and the efficiency has increased significantly. "

Tony just glanced at the photo. "I thought you didn't like the superhero thing."

"I still don't like it." Antoinette shrugged. "But I can't tell you not to do this, so I better change my mind as soon as possible." She thought for a while and added, "It's also for your survival rate. And you There's precedent, isn't there, Justice League, well done."

"Oh, that bodysuit party." Tony sighed, and just commented unemotionally. He didn't seem interested in it, but the thoughtful light in his eyes made Antoinette I know there is still play.

So she pumped it up "I asked Mr. Banner, he had no opinion, Mr. Tower agreed, Jane was very interested in this matter, and she said that she could ask others... although I don't know that others have who……"

Tony had completely forgotten about the food in his hands. He looked at Antoinette with wide eyes, realizing that she wasn't just talking casually. Maybe this idea had been on his mind all night.

In fact, Tony has thought about this idea himself, but he doesn't know whether he should bring it up. Funding has never been an issue, but he is not sure whether his friends like the idea. Most importantly, he knows that as a judicial officer, Anthony I really don't like this.So when Antoinette said this idea, he was shocked, very shocked.But at the same time, his brain has been activated, regarding the choice of recruiting teammates, funds, and even considering using this house as their base...

Antoinette patted him before he came back to his senses, "Think of a better name, don't be like the middle school next door."

Tony didn't see Jarvis again until later.

Their amiable old butler followed behind the well-known fashion designer Miss Van Dyne, acting as a dutiful bag carrier.Another less conscientious bag-carrier, Pym, was looking down at his phone and nearly ran into a tree at the gate of the mansion.

"What's this?" Tony watched in horror as Jarvis put a suitcase on the open space in the kitchen, and then opened it. There were neat rows of refined food, miniature vegetables and meat inside. Fruit drinks are neatly arranged as if a supermarket has been emptied.

Pim took out a small disc and adjusted it and put it on the suitcase. The suitcase expanded three times in place, and the shrunken food returned to its normal size.

"Miss Antoinette informed me that I will be preparing food for a banquet." Jarvis replied while moving things out.

Tony quickly turned his head to look at the instigator, "Banquet? What kind of banquet???"

"Uh." Antoinette was resting his feet on another chair, looking at the tablet in his hand to write and draw, twisting one end of the electronic pen while spinning quickly while saying distressedly, "To celebrate the team..." When Tony widens his eyes and tries to glare at her, she snaps back to "Celebrate your aftermath? How's that for a reason? Is it plain enough and specific."

Jane nodded seriously on the side, and bent down to pull out some ribbons from the bottom of the box.

For the rest of the time, Tony could only sit on the sofa in the living room, being held down by Roddy and Pep, watching his relatives and friends ruin the high-end taste of the whole house with terrible sequins— The job was done mainly by Pym under Jane's instructions, and Banner, who woke up later, was forced to join.Antoinette and Jarvis, busy in the kitchen, ignored it.

When the food was almost ready, Natasha and Clint knocked on the door as if they were stepping on the spot.

"Who are they?" Antoinette, who didn't know when she came out of the kitchen, sat where Pep was sitting, watched the other three women chatting together, and patted the flour on her hands without any distress On Tony's brand new expensive shirt.

"How did you contact them?" Rody, who was sitting on the other side of Tony, asked first.

Antoinette shrugged. "I wasn't in charge, I told Jane about the idea, and she said she knew who to contact. So who are they?"

"Natasha and Clint, Black Widow and Hawkeye." Tony thought for a while and added, "Don't get too close to them."

"You know that we deal with all kinds of agents, right? We do the CIA's psychological assessment every year." Antoinette raised one eyebrow a little funny and asked.

But this sentence gave Tony a great shock, he turned his head together with Roddy and looked at her, his eyes widened.Roddy reacted first, pointed at her with a finger and asked, "How do you know they are secret agents?"

"Her name is Natasha. It's a Russian name."

"so?"

"An athletic Russian woman living in New York, but she was not taken away by the CIA for investigation." Antoinette looked back at each other, and sighed under the unknown expression of the other party, "She must have a bag in her right trouser leg Armed, she walks like my boss."

"...that sounds a bit far-fetched." Tony rolled his eyes.

And Antoinette curled his lips, "I also guessed, and you guys confirmed my guess."