[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

When Saul said, "We're going to Earth," Petra thought he meant home—back to New York, Queens.

But at this time, they were standing in front of a tailor's shop in Savile Row, London.

In the window hung three crisp, hand-made suits—men's, of course, which she couldn't wear.It's obviously not Saul's style, so only...

"I don't understand." Petra scratched her head, "Aren't we going to find Odin? Why come to buy clothes first?"

Just to pretend?

Thor: "I don't know either."

"Hmm..." She stared at the golden Kings/man logo on the glass in front of her, lost in thought.

"Why, have you been here?" Loki raised his chin.

"No, I just feel like I've seen it in some movie..." Petra hesitated.

"The suits here are more advanced." Loki said reservedly.He was probably explaining to them why he had condescended to step into a tailor's shop run by an atrium ant.

Two people: "..."

All right, just be happy.

They watched Loki stride through the door in that exaggerated robe and helmet like a big horned deer, looked at each other and shrugged.

"Shall we go in too?" Sol turned his head and looked around. Sure enough, their striking attire had already attracted the attention of many passers-by.

The image of Thor is still very recognizable to Londoners.

"Sorry, we're going to the comic exhibition later." Petra hurriedly stood in front of Saul and pushed him into the store door.

The clerk was an elderly gentleman who raised his glasses to look at them from under the lens.

"Customized dress?" He pointed to the small room next to him, and stood up slowly.

Loki seemed to have been here more than once, and he chatted with the old tailor skillfully and naturally.Sol stayed where he was, looked at his red cloak: "No, I think this is fine."

Petra looked at the interior decoration. The dark green wallpaper creates a forest-like tranquil atmosphere, which is probably the preference of British gentlemen.

"What's wrong? Your expression is not right." Sol whispered, "Is there something wrong with this place?"

She shook her head: "The tailor just now... looks like the cleaner in our school."

The sound is similar too.

The tone of speech is also very similar.

"Really?" This is England, and New York is separated by the entire Atlantic Ocean. Saul didn't think it was a big deal after hearing this, "What's the name of your cleaner? Maybe it's his relative or something."

"Uh, Stan Lee."

"This name sounds familiar." Sol was startled, thoughtful.

"Wow!"

"What's the matter?" he asked hastily.

Petra didn't answer, looking at Loki who stepped out of the dressing room... the suit on his body.It is indeed a world-class advanced customization brand. After wearing it, the whole person feels different.Who would believe that this elegant and noble man in front of him is the evil god Loki who almost invaded the earth?

"How?" Loki noticed her gaze, didn't take it seriously, and stretched out his arms generously, letting them see, "My dear brother, why don't you try it too?"

"No need, this is not my style." Saul declined, turned his head and snorted, "I am very good at pretending."

"But it's really handsome..." Petra also whispered.

is it?

Thor turned his head back, glanced at Loki, walked in without hesitation, and hung the hammer on the clothes hook by the wall.Loki shrugged, with an unknown smile on his lips, and made way to the side.

The old tailor passed them by, still holding the antler helmet under his arm, and said, "It's quite heavy."

Loki took the helmet with one hand, threw it back and disappeared.The old tailor was stunned, rubbed his eyes, turned around, and sighed: "I'm really getting older, and my eyesight is getting worse..."

Then his eyes fell on Petra.

"Hey, this lady—" The old tailor pushed his glasses and tried to squint his eyes.

"Me? The customers of this store... shouldn't include me?"

Petra waved her hand subconsciously and stepped back, but unexpectedly, someone was pushing the door in from the outside.When she heard the faint sound of the wind, she was just about to bump into the man's chest.Fortunately, both she and the opponent were very agile, and they staggered their bodies to avoid collisions.

"Sorry." The young girl said first.She nodded to the old tailor, handed him the things in her hand, and said, "Actually, suit pants are also a good choice, you can think about it."

She spread her hands, as if showing herself.A casual plaid suit in warm tones suited her age and style.Although it looks like men's clothing at first glance, but the elbows and shoulders have been properly cut, so she doesn't look nondescript.

"Of course, your skirt is also pretty." The girl blinked.

"Thank you...but it's not necessary." Petra sighed.Whether it's a long skirt or a suit, this kind of mature and elegant dress is not suitable for her.In order to prevent the other party from misunderstood that she underestimated their level, she added, "This is what they forced me to wear—"

She pointed firmly at Loki.

Loki rolled his eyes and didn't bother to argue.

"Just call me Rossi." The girl took out a business card from her jacket pocket, handed it to her, and said with a smile, "If you need it someday, you can come to us again."

Today's tailors work hard for their business.

Petra took the business card, thanked her, but found that there was no place to put the business card, turned to Loki, and stretched out her hand: "Where is my schoolbag?"

"You can go and watch "My Fair Lady" and save your style." Loki took the business card from her hand, nodded and smiled at the salesman named Rossi (probably) and continued, "A lady is still a lady even if she wears trousers."

"Don't bully me, I'm not a lady anyway." Petra said calmly, "You guys are gentlemen."

"The 'you' you said included Thor?" Loki immediately raised his eyebrows.

She could see that he didn't like being compared to Saul.

Before he could answer, the locker room door opened again.

Several people looked together.Rossi whistled, and his eyes obviously changed.She looked at Sol with great interest: "Like a soldier going out."

"What?" asked the old tailor.

"What a perfect body..." Rosie sighed.

It was not the first time that Thor wore the formal attire of an Earthling. He had already been experienced in those days dealing with the Avengers.He tugged at the coat, walked over slowly, and squeezed between them.

Loki was forced to take a few steps back, pouted.

"How is it?" Thor asked.

"Super handsome! Brown red suits you very well." Petra praised without hesitation.

Saul nodded in satisfaction, and turned back to the old tailor: "Hey, old man, pay the bill!"

Loki looked at her back and twitched the corners of his mouth coldly: "This is just pretending."

Indeed, it is a bit different from Saul's carefree image in the past... It is a bit unrecognizable.

"As long as he's handsome," Petra whispered, "even if he only wears jeans and a jacket—"

"You mean the prince of Asgard dressed like a tramp?" Loki snorted.

"That's a handsome bum, too," Petra went on.

"..."

Loki glanced at Sol, and continued to snort coldly: laughing like a fool.Where is he handsome? !

After some twists and turns, they finally returned to New York and stood in the busy streets.

"Even if I understand your obsession with taste—" Petra began.

"What's your opinion?" Loki crossed his arms.

"But I still think it's a bit exaggerated." She paused and said, "This is America."

Kacha Kacha, a passer-by took a photo of them, seeing that they were spotted, he quickly put down his phone, quickened his pace and slipped past.

"Is there a problem?" Saul asked.

Mr. Thor, who was used to wearing armor and walking among ordinary people, seemed to be used to being watched, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"You're dressed like you just left some charity gala or red carpet..."

The point is, they're both handsome, born to shine.

See those young girls with glowing eyes and mobile phones in the distance?

Petra swallowed nervously, lifted the skirt that was too long uncomfortably, and squeezed the fabric tightly: "I think, I'd better go home—"

She turned around quickly, before she could take a step, Loki grabbed hold of her braid and pulled her back.

"Ow!"

Obviously, the proud spider's speed and strength are nothing in front of the Asgard people.

Her hair is only a little longer, and she can only tie a small section. Being pulled by him like this is almost like pulling her scalp directly. Petra gasped, stared at him hard, and stretched out her hands to rub the back of her head. Muttering: "Only elementary school students will pull girls' hair."

"What did you say?"

"No……"

"Don't worry, Spider Girl." Loki said slowly, "I still have your schoolbag in my hand. Besides, Sol really wants to take you to see your father."

"It's my father." Thor gave him a warning look.

"It's also my father." Loki added—"Although I don't want to admit it. Although I was adopted."

"what are you guys saying?"

"It's nothing." Sol picked up the umbrella and walked forward, and rang the doorbell with the tip of the umbrella.

The waiting time was not long. They were ushered into the magnificent hall, watching the "office workers" in windbreakers and robes passing by in a hurry, Petra looked around and pulled the rope Er's sleeve, whispered: "I think these people are a little strange."

It's already summer, why are these people still dressed so thickly?Are they not afraid of the heat?It's not the more face-saving British who insist on dressing well...

"Loki." Thor immediately held his brother's arm, quietly exerting force.

"Hiss...it's really none of my business." Loki shook off his hand forcefully, coughed a few times uncomfortably, stood up straight and straightened his sleeves, "I remember I sent him here ...Look, it looks like an ordinary building from the outside, who would have thought that it would look like this inside?"

Saul was silent.Even his usual careless man realized that they didn't fit in with the rest of the people here.Some people beside them were carefully observing them, with scrutiny, vigilance, and faint aggressiveness in their eyes...

He said again: "Loki—"

"Who are these people anyway?" Petra asked.

"I really don't know." Loki sighed in frustration, throwing up his hands, "I swear—how about going in first?"

"This place may be dangerous." Sol's expression became serious, and he looked around, trying to block those malicious eyes back. "Petty, you go out first."

"Maybe it's not that easy." Loki also lowered his voice, taking a step back slowly.

Petra turned her head, and the glass door that was opened just now had disappeared at some point, leaving only one wall covered with glass-like ornaments.

magic!

Their faces changed, obviously realizing something.Sol raised his hand to press Petra's shoulder, pushed it lightly, and ordered without looking back: "Loki, watch him for me."

"Hey!" Petra was caught off guard, staggered and fell back, protesting.

"Order? In what capacity? ——Okay, I'm just kidding, I understand." Loki sighed, reaching out to catch her body.

—he caught it.But at the same time, a circle of red light appeared under the feet, and then the ground disappeared without giving anyone time to react.

what is this?

Loki was startled, and before he could make a sound, he fell into it, and even Petra in his arms only had time to exclaim: "Help!"

Sol hurriedly turned his head, but the two had already disappeared.

He turned his head again, and looked at the two men in black trench coats.After a while, the other party spread his hand: "Hey, No-Maj, we didn't make it..."

well.

Sol took a deep breath, and knocked the black umbrella in his hand on the floor. In an instant, the umbrella faded along with his suit, and was shrouded in white light.

Then, he patted the non-existent ashes on the cloak, raised the Mjolnir hammer, met the gazes from all directions, and said coldly: "No matter who you are, you have angered me."

The blue-white lightning pierced through the wall, and instantly surrounded the entire hall space, and the sizzle sounded, covering the wizards' exclamation.Thor clenched the handle tightly, accumulating strength secretly.

"You guys have 1 minute to return my girl!"