[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

The plane landed safely at the New York airport, and the passengers sat in their seats without moving. A large number of uniformed security officers walked in from the door, and there were a few FBI and S.H.I.E.L.D. employees behind them.

The heavily armed police officers took the equipment and began to inspect the entire aircraft, and some other people took away the few idiots who were wailing in the corner.

Crowley and Aziraphale turned back, and the vague sense of confusion around them also disappeared, and they calmly accepted the information comparison and identity verification one by one.

The angels and demons who have stayed on the earth for 6000 years should have been recorded in SHIELD. Otherwise, judging from Randall’s brief dealings with SHIELD in the past few years, this is like a dog skin plaster. An organization that won't drop, and is extremely sticky and persistent, shouldn't come here just because a few ordinary humans are trying to cause a 'terrorist attack'.

While tidying up his things, Randall carefully observed the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents standing at the door.They were talking in low voices, and they seemed to know that there were two superhuman creatures sitting in this plane, and their eyes would glance over here occasionally, and they didn't know if they could see clearly. After half a second, they closed it as if they were afraid of being burned. When I went back, my emotions were highly tense.

Randall believed 60.00% of the identities of the first two people.

"They're just shy," Aziraphale said softly.People have already started to get off the plane in order. Angel hugged the bag in his arms... a bag full of his favorite snacks, "We can have lunch together."

The angel's eyes are shining, and the curly hair seems to reveal a happy atmosphere: he is very interested in the child of the stars, even if the other party only has a small part, it doesn't matter, the angel loves everything.

"I think... it should be too early now?" Randall glanced at the time and gently reminded them that it was only more than an hour before they left the house, and it is now [-]:[-] in the morning.

"Then have it for breakfast," Aziraphale said.

"Angel, oh, you're thinking about silly things again." Crowley rolled his eyes behind the sunglasses again, with an 'I knew it' look on his face.

"I didn't invite you." Aziraphale retorted, looking at Lula who had just woken up, "Right? Let's go eat something delicious together."

Lula:?

Crowley stood aside and grinned, and the ridicule just started, when Lula nodded suddenly.

Lula: Although I don’t know each other, it’s good that you treat me to eat!

Randall and Crowley: ...is this the power of the cook/angel?

So that's why they walked into this restaurant in New York.This is obviously Aziraphale's favorite French restaurant, the kind that has a lot of desserts, and the air is filled with the sweetness of icing sugar.

Lula raised her feet and leaned comfortably in the corner to eat a small cake. Aziraphale followed the waiter to choose the red wine to be paired with today-every time he went to a restaurant he had never been to, he would choose his favorite wine.

"What do you mean by what you said just now?" Randall asked the two beings with eternal life after glancing at Lula.

"I thought you should have figured it out," Crowley said slowly.

"But...how could..."

Someone actually wants to create a god...

Randall thought about the files they had tracked down about Lula's past.A page of paper is too thin, and it feels light in the hand. A few words on it can describe a little girl's life experience for several years.

Crowley pulled out a lily from the glass vase in front of him. The petals were white and fragile. He didn't know if it was Randall's illusion. He saw that the flower seemed to tremble because of the devil's touch.

"I don't know how they found the Star Child's godhead, nor how they separated it, but even if it's only one-tenth of the godhead, it's not the power an 11-year-old human girl can possess. "

"What will happen to Lula?" Randall asked nervously. After all, demons cannot empathize with humans, so they miss the point every time they speak.

"Uh...uh, actually, theoretically speaking, it's not a big deal, just a little bit of influence," said Crowley and Aziraphale, who had lived for so long and had encountered such a situation for the first time, and wondered at humans in their hearts. The degree is no less than when they saw the First World War, their tone was a little erratic, "Ah, for example, you are not a pure human being... I mean, you belong to the kind of people who have a little Evolutionary human beings with abilities, right, what do you call them... mutants?"

Randall nodded, and Crowley continued: "Those powers of yours will become stronger and stronger as you come into contact with the godhead, because that is not a power that humans can accept, and they will overflow and attach to you. on the people around you."

"So you are now her family member," Aziraphale returned contentedly, and explained to Randall seriously: "The closer to 'her', they are like lovers, friends or relatives. It will become a dependent, and now it seems that maybe it is because you have been injured recently? She can't hold back those powers."

The angel looked at the wound on Randall's face. He only put on an OK bandage today, and then he came out wearing glasses and a baseball cap. The wound faded to the point where no traces could be seen.

"...But don't worry too much, even if 'she' really wakes up, she won't do anything to you, I heard that Luna has a very good personality—"

Crowley concluded: "Just a silly girl who is blinded by love, and you can just fool her."

The devil is talking about the most famous allusion about the goddess of the moon. The goddess fell in love with a beautiful shepherd boy, but the father god did not allow them to be together, so the shepherd boy finally chose to live forever in the eternal dream. Sleeping on the mountain forever, the goddess of the moon looks at him and kisses him every night with sorrow.

"All in all, you should be able to feel that your power is getting out of control, right?" Crowley asked him.

"...That's right, do you know how to solve this? To be honest, I have been troubled by this for a long time." Randall blinked and asked the two angels and demons who seemed to know a lot of knowledge.

He is entangled by many emotions that come and go in the world, and he has to accept the overwhelming emotions that flood in every day. He is either going to become mentally ill or is on the way to become mentally ill. He would rather stay in the dissection room of the police station. One day, I don't want to go to the street to feel the emotional impermanence of those who pass him by.

"It's—unfortunately," Crowley gestured a huge cross with his arm, "I can't interfere."

"We are not in the same system as them," Aziraphale said softly, "maybe someone better than us can solve this."

The angel's hand pointed upwards.

Randall looked up in the direction he pointed, and only saw the ceiling of the restaurant and the retro-style chandelier.

What do you mean, this is to send me to God?

Before Randall could sort out their words, the appetizers of [-] knives per person were served. Crowley and Aziraphale stopped talking. Instead, they concentrated on tasting the food, which made the four of them , only he was absent-minded.

The last mouthful of cream melted on the tip of his tongue, and the angel let out a breath, ready to leave refreshed.

"Please wait, Lula her..." Randall subconsciously called out to the two of them, but the demon went out the door without looking back, only Aziraphale stopped, and Randall Embarrassed, Er said, "She'll be fine, right?"

The angel turned around and smiled gently at Randall, "Everything in the past is a prologue."

"We say that some things are predestined destiny, the arrangement of the Heavenly Father...but I still believe it," Aziraphale suddenly lowered his voice, knowing that this might not work, but still whispered to Randall: " It's man-made."

When Randall looked up, the angel in white had disappeared.No one around noticed this strange phenomenon. He was stunned for a while, finally sighed, and looked at Lula helplessly, "We should go, we have to go to Westchester."

The little girl who was full and full didn't care what Randall and those two strange people were talking about just now, and plunged into plate after plate of food, unable to find any time.

Lula wiped her mouth and fingers clean, and obediently took Randall's hand and walked with him.

His ability to receive and release emotions was originally only triggered by physical contact, but as he grew up, he became stronger and stronger a little bit as Professor Charles once speculated.

But the appearance of Lula also changed its growth rate, especially after he was injured that day, Lula obviously paid more attention to him, and would look at Randall from time to time to confirm that he was still there, which led to his ability Under the influence of the moon god Luna's divinity, she became more and more uncontrollable.

"If only we could work it out," Randall thought hopelessly when he arrived at Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

However, when he stood at the school gate, to be exact, in front of the former school gate, he was shocked.

"Magneto blew up the school again?"

Randall's shocked eyes shifted from the ruins of the school, the students who set up tents in the distance, several planes parked above, Professor Charles who was on the phone, and finally moved to the scene that the group in front of him often saw on TV. Role.

"You can shut up if you can't speak." A serious voice came from behind Randall, and it was Magneto himself in gay purple armor.

Randall and this old man have disliked each other for many years, and they have not restrained themselves in front of him. Although they are talking nonsense, they still ask cheekily, "So what's the matter? S.H.I.E.L.D., Justice League, Avengers The League, X-Men, and frat party here and accidentally bring the school down?"

Eric glared at him, and his expression softened slightly after seeing Lula behind Randall, "Someone attacked, just in the middle of the night yesterday."

"Who...wait a minute, no—" a thought flashed through Randall's head, "brain wave enhancement machine?"

"Well, it's gone." Eric said in a deep voice, "You find a place to stay by yourself, don't come to hinder me."

"What's in your way?"

"Reconstruction." Magneto raised his hand, and the ruins of the school floated up little by little, and they were reassembled unsteadily.

Randall: "..." Feelings, you were called to do post-disaster reconstruction?

He looked around and walked towards Professor Charles.

The professor was talking to the person on the other end of the phone. The Iron Man of the Avengers was writing and drawing on an open-air workbench. Several agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Members of the school managing and reassuring the students, and a Batman in black...is that Batman?

Randall squinted his eyes and saw that the other party turned around, revealing the conspicuous bat logo on his chest. He seemed to be very sensitive to sight, so he glanced at Randall coldly, and then said to Professor Charles, "The next thing will be handled by the members of the Titans. I'm going back to Gotham."

His voice has also been processed, similar to the voice of Nightwing in Randall's memory, both cold and rusty.

Professor Charles nodded to Batman with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The author has something to say: I imagined that if Lula opened her mouth, she should be like Disney:

Randa: What's wrong?

Lula: DoyouwannabuildaSnowman

After thinking about it carefully, I found that Lula seemed to only be able to sing rock and roll, so it inevitably became:

Lula: I want a blooming life↑↓life~!

Randa: ...

Pop Bosses!

感谢在2021-04-2823:49:39~2021-05-0110:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Lululu on the shore and You Ning 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of shore Lululu; 5 bottles of dayderm and lei;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!