[Comprehensive] Nanny code

Little Peter has not been very happy recently, and he always looks depressed. It's useless for Thor to coax him with ice cream.

"What happened to him?" Tony asked, frowning.Now they were all sitting in the living room, and little Peter was growing mushrooms on the balcony swing.

"I think you pushed him too hard." Colin said, biting a cookie. "You asked him to make a little robot by himself yesterday, and I think that was too much."

"I've been able to do it since I was seven years old, not to mention he's nine years old now." Tony rolled his eyes, obviously not agreeing with Colin's words.

"He's not you, Tony." Natasha disagreed. She tried to take Peter out of the studio many times, but the kid always told him in a soft voice, it's okay, he likes this.Their little spiders are always so cute and well-behaved.

"He's my son." Tony ended with these words, and Loki added mercilessly, "Because you love him the most and are closest to the height standard of a human mother."

Tony squinted his eyes, thinking about how to get his booster insole into Loki's mouth, but he obviously had to put Thor down first.

"Maybe it's puberty?" Colin made another unnutritious opinion.

"Come on, he's only nine." Tony rolled his eyes.

"Maybe he matured earlier." Steve said suspiciously, obviously, he himself felt that this view was too far-fetched.

"Maybe he'll want a robotic arm." Bucky said in a deep voice, Tony took a sharp breath, and everyone shook their heads.

The black-haired man looked up at them and said lightly, "It's just a joke, let's take it easy."

Tony swears and Steve kicks him.

"Stop making random guesses, and see if Apep and the others can find out later." Natasha pouted towards the balcony.

On the balcony, Lanster was nestling in Apep's hair, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Peter, has anything happened at school recently?" Lanster asked, tilting his head.

"No, it's nothing." Peter said slowly, but it was clearly written in his big Bambi-like eyes that he had something to do.

"Did you have a good time with your friends?"

Little Peter's eyes moistened when Lancet said the word friend.

"Did something happen?"

"Harry, Harry won't play with me anymore." Little Peter muttered aggrievedly, looking like a kicked deer, innocent and sad.

"Is that your friend?" Lancet stretched out his paw, took out a handkerchief from Apep's pocket, and asked Little Peter to blow his nose.

"Well, best friend." Little Peter grabbed the handkerchief and sobbed.

"Did you ask him why?"

"I asked." The boy paused. "But Harry ignored me. He refused to talk to me. I don't know what I did to upset him." He said, dropping a few more gold coins. Peas.

"You have to figure it out, if you cherish this friend, then you can't just cry secretly here alone, it's useless, Peter."

"I know." The boy hiccupped, his eyes red, clearly heartbroken at the loss of Harry's friendship.

"You have to ask for help," Lanster said softly.

"But I don't want daddy and the others to worry."

"They love you so they worry about you. You don't know how anxious they are when you don't say anything."

"I..." Peter opened his mouth, but in the end, he just lowered his eyes.

"I can't always give them trouble."

"They? No, Peter, it's not them. That's your family. We, we're all your family. As long as you're happy, that's more important than anything else."

The boy blinked slowly, and finally, he nodded.

During dinner, the Avengers gathered in the dining room, and Tony was the first to blow his hair when Little Peter uttered his troubles.

"That kid dares to reject your friendship!"

"Stop it, Tony, that's Peter's friend, you can't speak of Peter's friend in that tone." Steve patted Tony on the shoulder, calming down the irritable little genius.

"Yes, Daddy, it makes me sad when you say that about Harry." Little Peter sniffled, and Tony felt his heart was about to break into pieces.On the one hand, he didn't want his son to be sad, on the other hand, the meaning expressed by his son was obvious that Harry was more important than his father.

"Don't stop me, Steve, I'm going to cry." Tony covered his face as if he was going to cry.

Bucky sneered, "I'm holding Steve's hand, no one will stop you."

"Bucky bastard! I'm going to cancel the supply of milk body wash for you!" Tony froze immediately, and Steve comforted the little genius.

"Okay, now the focus is on how to help Peter understand why his friendship with Harry is going awry."

"Obviously, because Peter has a small dad." Bucky continued to sneer, Tony continued to blow his hair, and Steve said that he had no choice.

Natasha tossed her red hair, took out a gun and fired five shots at the wall.

"Very well, it's quiet now." The black widow blew on the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and smiled with the corners of her lips curled up.

The cookie in Colin's mouth had already been broken into slag, and he made sure again in his heart that he would not provoke Natasha if he angered anyone.

"Ahem, I think we can focus on solving problems for Peter instead of bickering." Bruce pushed his glasses and coughed lightly.

"You're right, Bruce." Colin grabbed a handful of popcorn.

Rocky took a bite of the ice cream. He was a little silent today, but when everyone looked at him, he got a little hairy and stared at the group of guys.

"Why are you all looking at me?"

"Apparently you're the only one of us who had a long, awkward puberty." Colin shrugged, and Natasha shoved a cookie into his mouth, because Loki was blowing up again.

"How can I be awkward!"

Steve looked up at the ceiling, communicating with Tony that it might be due for repairs soon.Colin and Natasha discuss which donut is better.

"Thor!" Loki dropped the ice cream, and Peter blinked at the gooey lump.

"Don't pollute my son's sight." Tony curled his lips and asked Jarvis to clean up the lump of ice cream.

"Anyway, don't look at me, okay? I'm not you ants..." Thor held the words in the palm of his hand. By the way, it smelled like fried chicken.

"Loki, be a little polite."

The green-eyed young man rolled his eyes. He is the most polite among these barbarians.

"Uncle Loki, Harry is actually a bit like you." Little Peter said softly.

Loki was immediately overwhelmed by Bambi's eyes, curled his lips and said, "Okay, okay, whatever you want, just ask if you want to know."

"Why did you have trouble with Thor?" Everyone asked in unison.

Loki rolled his eyes, looked at Thor, and stared at him, "Isn't it because he was ambiguous with that human! One time, in order to send that woman back, I forgot my pudding!"

"A woman." It was Tony.

"A pudding." It was Colin.

"Ten years of awkward time." The two said in unison, looking at Rocky, "Actually, your EQ has not grown since you were 1.2 meters!"

"Shut up, you two bastards!" Loki threw a handful of rainbow beans over.

A scuffle started, Apep protected Lancet, and dragged little Peter to crawl out.

"I think I may understand your concerns." The Siamese cat lay on the floor panting in embarrassment.

Little Peter sighed softly. He has family members who love him the most in the world, but sometimes, this love is a bit breathless.

Early the next morning, Lancet decided to go to school with little Peter.

"My goal is small, not easy to be found, I can get close to your friends."

The Avengers took a collective look at each other and finally agreed.Apep pursed his lips, but seeing Lanster wink at him, he agreed.

"You have to stay in my arms, Lance." Little Peter said softly, stuffing Lance into the zipper shirt.

"If you don't mind." Lancet jumped into the opponent's arms.In this way, Little Peter brought Lancet to school.

The teacher at Peter's school is a girl with a good temper. She is pretty, has a gentle temper, and is very caring for small animals. Facing Peter's violation of the rules, she didn't scold her, but instead gave Lanster a small seat.

"I feel a little flattered." The Siamese cat crouched on the cushion and blushed a little, because everyone's eyes were on him.

"I have to look for the kid named Harry." Lancet mumbled, his round eyes searching the classroom, and finally found the kid by the window.

Sure enough, as Little Peter said, Harry was a beautiful young master with soft blond hair and big eyes like blue sky. He seemed to have noticed Lancet and blinked his eyes.

Lanster showed the most friendly smile to the other party, but obviously, for a cat, that expression might be a bit scary, so when class was over, all the little bean dings gathered around to pet Lanster At that time, only Harry left the classroom.

Lanster struggled to break free and caught up with the skinny child.

"What are you doing with me?" the boy asked vigilantly, his back almost touching the wall.

Lancet stuck out his small tongue and licked his pink nose, standing gracefully.

"I just want to talk to you." After speaking, he blinked innocently, but obviously, not everyone has a strong heart to accept a cat talking in broad daylight.

"Don't be afraid, Harry, don't be afraid!" The little Bambi of the Stark family came out from nowhere, and hugged his good friend to comfort him.

"Peter, did you see that? The cat, the cat is talking!" Harry said dryly, staring at Lanster in front of him with big eyes. I really just feel like a normal cat.

"It's okay, Harry, Lancet is not a bad cat, it's just a little special." Little Peter patted his friend on the shoulder and continued to comfort him.

When the blond boy calmed down, he pushed the other away violently, with a cold face, ready to leave.

"Don't go, Harry, you can't do this!" Peter shouted aggrievedly.

"You are my best friend. I don't want to lose this friendship. What's more, I don't know why you suddenly ignore me."

"You don't know!" The blond boy pursed his lips and glared at him angrily.

"I don't know." Bambi shook his head, looking very pitiful.

"You didn't wait for me because of that Gwen that day. I went home alone. We obviously had to go to that commercial street to buy lollipops every time before we broke up!" Harry shouted, while Lancet remained silent. A stunned expression.

"It's really like it." The Siamese cat smashed its mouth.

"You don't even know I'm leaving." The boy's eyes turned red suddenly. He was going to tell Peter about it that day, but he left early because of a girl.

"My God! Why didn't I understand! Harry."

"I'm leaving. I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. My father is sending me abroad. We may never see each other again." Harry was already crying. He had no friends since he was a child. He doesn't consider anyone who wants to curry favor with him as a friend.Only Peter, always only Peter.He is clumsy, not smart enough, sometimes too kind, like a girl, but this is Peter, Harry's best friend, the only one in his life.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know anything," murmured Peter, and the boy was about to break his heart again after seeing Harry's red eyes.

"Harry, do you have to go?"

"Yeah." The boy wiped his eyes, he forgot to take a handkerchief. "I'm just a kid, Peter, and I can't fight my father."

Peter fell silent, and Harry was right, they were just kids, and they couldn't resist adults.

When Lance went back and told Tony and the others about this, of course, this very rich little genius immediately slapped the table.

"I can directly build a noble school here and recruit the best teachers!"

"Daddy, there's no need." Little Peter shook his head.

"But..." Tony wanted to say something more, but little Peter wanted him to stop.

Watching the boy leave, everyone was in a bad mood.

"He's sad." It was Natasha.

"He's broken in love." It was Colin.

The sound of □ □ sounded, and it was still Colin.

It was night, when Tony walked into his son's room, he knelt by the bed and kissed his son's little face.

Steve came in, followed by more people, and no one was asleep.They are this kid's family, everyone is, they love him and would do anything for him.

"He has grown up and has his own ideas." Tony sighed, this is a rare time for him to be serious.

"It won't be long." This is Bucky, Steve glanced at his friend, and the two smiled, yes, it won't be long, when the children grow up, they will always meet.

When Harry left, the weather was fine, and Peter saw the boy off at the airport, the only time he skipped school, the only time in the life of a good boy Peter.

"When I grow up, if you don't come back to look for me, I will look for you." The boy pursed his lips and said seriously, while the thinner blond boy smiled.

"Okay, it's settled."

Everyone looked at the way the two children hooked their fingers, and couldn't help but feel their eyes moisten. Only Colin was wandering in his heart, "Why does this sound like some kind of romantic drama?"

After the plane left, Little Peter wiped away his tears, held Tony's hand, sniffed and said, "Come home, Daddy, let's go home."

Yes, everyone is going home, and no one is missing.

The author has something to say: This novel is over here =v= Thank you for your continued support.The ending can be regarded as open, hope is still there, and there will be infinite possibilities in the future. This is probably what I want to express.