[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

"Are you questioning my aesthetics?"

Petra quickly shook her head: "No, it's not. It's beautiful, it's just..."

"Just what?" Odin raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe it doesn't suit me?" She said uncertainly, "Well, this style...I haven't worn it yet."

Odin snorted lightly.

"You just said that Tony Stark bought this for you?" He glanced at the one on Petra with a strange expression on his face.

"Yes." She nodded obediently.

Odin pointed to the wardrobe without hesitation: "Now, change it for me immediately."

"..."

All right.It seems he doesn't like Iron Man very much.

Petra curled her lips, turned around and took a few steps to the closet, then suddenly hesitated and turned around: Wait, is it here——

Then, she saw herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the right.

Odin stood not far behind, looking at her carefully, the hands behind his back seemed to move, and a white light flashed, circling her for a circle, when the white light fell completely, the golden long dress was gone. worn on the body.

Damn, is this a one-click dressup?

Petra's eyes widened, and she quickly reached out to touch it to confirm that the clothes she was wearing were real.

She turned around in a circle, and the skirt spread out like a lake, shining golden moonlight, gorgeous and gorgeous.The curly hair that was originally messy due to running seemed to have been combed well, hanging down softly against the neck - this exquisite dress is almost like going to an awards ceremony, but she is obviously going to take a shower and go to bed coming?

I don't really understand what the Asgard people are thinking, but it seems...they are the real fairy godmothers.

Petra looked in the mirror with complicated emotions and couldn't help sighing.

"How?" Odin admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, with a smug smile on his lips, "This is a model of true elegance, low-key and luxury. Learn from it, mortal girl."

Petra didn't answer, she lowered her head and tried to walk a few steps. The silky skirt obediently outlined the shape of her legs, and then looked in the mirror. The shape of the skirt clearly made her much taller. very nice.

"But it's not convenient to wear it like this..." she muttered.

"Can't you be more ladylike?" Odin snorted coldly.

"Didn't you say that Asgard advocates martial arts?"

"Don't you like magic more? Don't you know that mages are very elegant?"

"...Oh. But I think the original one is also very good-looking." Petra thought for a while and said, "It just reaches the knee, and it is more suitable for my age? ——Wait a minute, where did you get it? gone?"

"Throw it away." The other party replied without blinking.

Petra was silent for a while, and finally asked the doubts in her heart: "Do you have a grudge against Tony Stark?"

"No." Odin's eyebrows trembled, and he said decisively, "It's just a little personal grudge."

"How do I feel—"

He interrupted: "Seriously? You like him like that? Upstart, extravagant, arrogant narcissist?"

narcissism?Seems to make sense.

"...I think you're all the same," Petra whispered, looking in the mirror again.

"What did you say?" Odin raised his voice, his gaze threatening.

"no!"

He hummed, walked forward slowly, stopped in front of Petra, and slowly raised his hand.

What to do

Petra instinctively ducked back, her body stuck to the wardrobe, and there was nowhere to hide.She had no choice but to stand upright, and watched Odin stretch out his hand, hooked a strand of hair by her ear, and wrapped it behind her ear.

He was thoughtful: "Well, it seems that something is missing..."

correct.

He snapped his fingers, and a yellow rose suddenly appeared in his empty hand. He pinched the sepals, inserted the flower stem into his hair, and fixed it by his ear.

"What is this—" Pete stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but was slapped away.

"do not move."

She had no choice but to turn her head, saw the appearance of the newly issued card in the mirror, and then froze.Yellow again?It's really... very Asgardian.

Petra hesitated to speak: "May I ask if when you were a child... your parents never bought you a Barbie doll, so they held a grudge?"

"you shut up."

"……Oh."

"How long have you known Saul?" Odin asked her out of the blue.

"Not long." Petra coughed dryly. "We've only been neighbors for a few months. He asked me to teach him how to surf the Internet, send text messages, and play games... and so on."

Odin twitched the corner of his mouth: "Your life is really fulfilling."

"Yes." She nodded happily, "Sol actually hopes to get a mobile network and wifi in Asgard. You are the king, do you want to think about it?"

"..."

"Well, it's a bit difficult, I admit." Petra said again, "But I think Mr. Stark must have a solution. After all, he is a scientist! He is also a businessman—"

"If you mention the word 'Tony Stark' again, I'll—" Odin paused, thought for a while, but couldn't think of a neat way, so he held back.He tilted his head and frowned at Petra: "What is your relationship with him? Are you Stark's illegitimate daughter?"

puff--

Petra immediately covered her face and controlled her expression in time: "Good question. Actually, Mr. Stark hasn't had one or two illegitimate children who have been living outside for so many years. I wonder if he is... um..."

Odin: "...you must be his own."

He couldn't help but pinched her cheek.

"That's not bad."

"What?" Petra asked.

"I mean, if I bully you—"

boom--

The next second, the door was knocked open.A figure broke into the door aggressively: "You step on the horse and let go of your hand - Loki! How dare you try to touch her again?!"

"Odin"—that is, Loki, clicked his tongue, took a step back calmly and smoothly to keep a distance from Petra, and slowly raised his hands: "Don't dare to move."

Petra was taken aback, and turned her eyes from Sol in front of the door to the back, and saw that the elderly white-haired one-eyed old man had disappeared at some point, replaced by a tall black-haired man in an elegant suit. In the golden-green Asgardian robe, he spread his hands innocently and said, "Actually, I didn't do anything."

Thor believed him to be the fault.

He held the Mjolnir Hammer tightly in one hand, and slowly approached, stretched out his hand to Petra, and said in a deep voice, "Petty, you come here first. Stay away from him, this guy is very dangerous."

Petra ran up behind him, held his hand, and said comfortingly, "I'm fine. Is he Loki?"

She poked her head out from behind Sol, curiously looking at the evil god in front of her.

"When did you find out?" Loki still smiled casually, as if he was not in any danger to his life, he put his hand down again.

Saul stared at him intently, wary of his every move, and replied: "Just today, just confirmed."

"Oh?"

Loki didn't care, turned around and sat on the carved wooden chair bathed in moonlight, crossing his hands on his lap.

"Your magic is indeed very powerful. I was almost concealed by you." Thor confessed, his tone seemed relaxed, but his expression was still dignified, and his brows were slightly frowned, "You are not made to be a king at all, Loki. Not to mention the king of Asgard, who wants to rule the entire Nine Realms! Your current ability and what you have done are not enough. If it is the father himself, he will not let the turmoil go around and enjoy -"

"Really?" Loki's voice also cooled down, "Just because of his hypocritical benevolence and love? Is this the king you recognize? Do you want to be like him too?"

"You don't understand anything!" Sol said with restrained anger, "I told you too, I have no interest in inheriting the throne."

"Wouldn't that be nice? Why did you come back?" Loki followed immediately. "You're having a good time on your dear Earth, and I'm enjoying my life in Asgard—we've got nothing to do. Huh?"

"I said, you are not qualified for this position at all!"

"Oh," he sneered, "what about you? I think I'm a hundred times, a thousand times better than you anyway."

"Fart! Just rely on you?"

……

"Ahem." Petra cleared her throat, and inserted into the conversation between the two abruptly.

They looked over their shoulders.

"Sorry to interrupt you." She said dryly, raising her right hand, "Can I eat popcorn? Forgive me, but there are really few dramas like the battle for the throne in modern TV dramas. Quite fresh..."

"Who cares about that throne!"

"Pooh!"

The two Asgardian princes glared at her together.

Ok.

Petra stepped back silently, and made a gesture of invitation: "You guys continue."

"..." Sol looked at her wonderingly, "I thought you, as a New Yorker, would hate Loki."

Loki was obviously also wondering about this question.

Petra looked at Sol, then at Loki: "I thought I would too... if you two hadn't been so childish in arguing?"

"...Where are you childish?!" The two changed their colors again.

She spread her hands: "What did I say?"

After Thor calmed down, he finally decided to give up the fruitless dispute with Loki, turned around and put Thor's Hammer on the table.

"If Petty hadn't snatched the scepter so easily, I wouldn't have confirmed my suspicion so quickly—" He paused for a moment, as if he noticed Petra's appearance at this time, he was startled, his face Lu admired, "Wow, you look like a big girl."

"Really?" She lifted the skirt and shook it, still feeling a little uncomfortable, "I also think this dress is too mature."

Thor suddenly turned to Loki suspiciously: "You gave it to her?"

"That's right." Loki nodded modestly.

Sol withdrew his gaze and looked at Petra seriously: "Well...it looks better than the previous set."

"That's right, I've already said it." Loki immediately became proud and raised his eyebrows at Petra.

"It smells like Asgard." Thor boasted.

Petra: "I knew..."

Everywhere in Asgard is glittering with gold, and even the clothes come out of the same mold.Count on their vision to be saved?

She sighed.

"You can wear it like this tomorrow." Sol made a final decision, then reached out and grabbed Loki's collar, stopping him from trying to slip away, and easily pushed him back on the chair like a chicken.

"What are you doing?" Loki's expression twisted slightly, he caught a glimpse of the hammer beside his hand out of the corner of his eye, and calmed down again.

Sol pondered for a moment.

He originally wanted to expose this guy's true colors in front of everyone, but who would have thought that he would come to trouble Petra so shamelessly in the middle of the night... In desperation, Sol could only stop him in advance.

But the impact is not too great. Since the people of Asgard don't know the truth, they might as well get the real Odin back before they find out.

"Where's father? Where did you lock him up?" Sol weighed the Mjolnir hammer in his hand.

Loki couldn't help taking a deep breath: "Okay, okay, I admit defeat. But there's no need to be in such a hurry? It's so late, why don't you let your little girl sleep first? It's not too late to hurry tomorrow morning."

"Stop talking nonsense, where is he?" Sol emphasized his tone and grabbed his collar tightly.

"...Earth." Loki pouted.

Ok?

Thor turned his head to look at Petra, and let go of his hand.

"The father of the gods is actually on Earth?" She was also very surprised, "No way? Don't they even know about S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Why not." Loki snorted, "Didn't he like Earthlings the most?"

"In that case, let's set off tomorrow." Sol's tone was a little slow, "Petty, you should rest first. I'm sorry, I wanted you to play for a few more days..."

As he spoke, he glared at Loki.

The latter shrugged: "Blame me? — Wait, I'm going too?"

"Otherwise? Lest you play any tricks." Sol folded his hands on his chest, "Warning you, there are many superpowers on the earth, not only the Avengers back then - if you still have any idea of ​​​​invading the earth, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, my mind is changing at any time." Loki answered kindly.

He glanced at Petra one more time, and Sol immediately became alert: "You are not allowed to do anything to her!"

"Yes, I understand." Loki waved his hand perfunctorily, and winked at Petra before being carried out by Sol, "You are really his baby girl."

Sol slammed the door shut, turned around, and said seriously: "From now on, you must not open the door to strangers at night—especially someone with a malicious appearance like Loki—you know?"

"I know." Petra nodded obediently, and then said, "But he was here before I came in."

Sol: "..."

He looked very disturbed.

"I'll check the room again before you take a shower."

"……it is good."