[Comprehensive] Daily life of superheroes

Coco Jones is not a woman who is good at handicrafts.

At least not for sewing work.

When the clothes were ruined again, she finally began to face the facts gradually, put down the scissors and needles and thread, and threw aside the clothes hanging on her lap.

Poor that good hoodie, the left and right sides have been shaved off in half, just like a face with the flesh of the cheeks cut off.

It's okay if the cut is neat, but when the scissors are running on the fabric, they lose their aim, go all the way to the black, and end up crooked and out of shape.

Tony watched Ke Ke turn the clothes he wore into rags with his own eyes, and Xiao Yugan also forgot to ask her for another bowl, and his suspicious eyes swept over like laser light: "I want to wear this thing on my body ?”

The little witch's face became slightly hot, and she compared the so-called kitten's clothes on Tony's back with her last breath: "Look, the size is consistent."

Mr. President is very disgusted: "I wrap the quilt around my body, and the size will match."

Fluffy smoky gray. The cat's tail swept back and forth, staining Coco's bed sheets with cat hair.

He turned his head and found it, and immediately retracted his tail calmly, wrapping it loosely around his feet.

"It's not that bad." Ke Ke turned the clothes over again, pointing to the seam of the cuffs, "I'll change this to the thickness of your hands and feet now, so that there won't be too much air leakage."

Tony didn't complain about her this time.Instead, he stretched out the cat's hand and patted Ke Ke's arm lightly.

"Everyone has strengths and weaknesses," he said.

Ke Ke is not stupid, so he naturally knows that this is a disguised negation.

Just at this time, Steve, who had been waiting outside for a long time not knowing what the man and the cat were doing in the bedroom, couldn't bear it and came in to take a look.

Coco still wanted to regain the last bit of confidence in Steve, and wrapped him in the remade little clothes after obtaining consent.

The undersized clothes put Steve on like a sack.

This time, even Captain America, who has always been considerate of Coco, was silent for a long time, unable to hold back words of praise.

The little witch was a little frustrated, as if she saw a B on the report card when she was still studying, she muttered for a while: "Let's make the clothes next time..."

The cat fur covered the skin, and it was like putting on clothes for the time being.

She looked around, put the sewing tools such as scissors and needles and thread into her sewing bag, looked out the window as the night was getting darker, and drove the two superheroes out: "You haven't got enough energy, go to bed quickly. Cook another pot tomorrow The potion is for you to drink."

"I don't want it." Tony protested immediately.

"If you refuse again, I'll give you two bowls." The little witch followed behind them with a straight face and ruthlessness until both of them entered the room and lay down in the cat bed.

Loki was still sleeping.Really fell asleep, body ups and downs.

"Rest early." Ke Kefang said softly, "Tomorrow I will cook the potion, and I will go out and look around Prospect Park. I really can't find it..."

If you can't find it, ask for foreign aid.she thinks.

"Papa" turned off the light in the room.

The next day, Coco went to Prospect Park to look for Deadpool early.

The cats are still there. I don’t know if it’s because the estrus period of fake cats generally ends in these two days. They are eager to find the superhero who slipped through the net, and the police force has been increased a lot.

Looking for something after becoming a cat is like fishing for fish in a haystack.

It's not easy for her to grab someone when she sees a cat and ask if you are Deadpool.

After lingering for a long time to no avail, I finally found out the plan of inviting foreign aid last night.

Speaking of this foreign aid, maybe she should have gone to see him again.

The figure of the little witch disappeared into the distorted space of the apparition.

Landing exactly at the place in memory, not wanting to stabilize her figure, she hadn't taken a few steps in the corridor when she turned around and saw the muzzle of a black hole pointing directly at her.

Coco was in a trance and went back to the day when she exposed her identity in front of Prince and was pointed at with a gun, her ears were empty, and only the man's deliberately depressed voice echoed.

"do not move."

The little witch's back was too stiff to be poked by the needle, but after seeing the person in front of her clearly, she quickly relaxed her body.

Isn't the one standing not far away holding a gun Albert who once saved her?

He was still dressed in serious black, and his whole body was as heavy as before the heavy rain.

The beard on his face is very kind.

"It's me." Coco said.

Albert also found out that it was an acquaintance who broke into the house with a slight cracking sound. He was so vigilant that he didn't put down the gun in his hand immediately: "Long time no see. Did the apple pie last time satisfy your appetite? "

Ke Ke was puzzled by his strange question: "Didn't you eat apple pie last time?"

Albert frowned.But he finally undid the safety of the gun and put it back on his waist.

"Try it, don't mind." He said.

Ke Ke naturally didn't mind: "I came here without telling you because I was abrupt... But there is something, I want to ask the professor if he knows."

She was talking, and swept behind Albert, but she didn't see Charles, nor heard anyone else speak.

"He's still sleeping." Albert said, "You also have cats at home, so you should know the torture of estrus.

"If the professor used his thoughts to control others during that time, the consequences would be unimaginable, so he gave him an appropriate amount of sleeping pills, or drank alcohol to make him drowsy as much as possible. Now he is not in a good mood, plus yesterday..." He was halfway through, " So rest from last night until now."

"Ah..." Ke Ke opened her small mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"He also has something to do with you. He is worried about how to contact you." Albert turned around and said, "calculate the time, he will wake up in a short time. You can go to the room and wait for him."

"Is it okay?" Before Ke Ke could finish asking, the bearded man had already walked a distance.

She hurried to keep up.

A chinchilla sleeps on the big bed with the curtain rolled up.

There was a quilt covering her stomach.Slept soundly.

The little witch waited quietly in the room, not daring to move.Albert led her back and forth, brought her a cup of tea, and turned his head not knowing what he was busy with.

After about half an hour, the cat on the bed suddenly moved.

Ke Ke wanted to get up for him, walked a few steps closer, and said softly, "Professor?"

Jin Jila wiped her face with her cat's paw, as if she didn't want to wake up from her dream, she rolled over several times on the bed.

He is very soft.When turning over, it was like a cloud of fluffy snow mixed with silver and gray.

But even though the living conditions provided by Albert were very good, the professor still had too much trust in the ratio of his body to the area of ​​the bed under him, and rolled over his head, and was about to turn over the edge of the bed and fall to the floor.

Ke Ke quickly flew forward, letting the sleepy little professor fall into his arms.

The moment Charles fell off the bed, he quickly opened his eyes. The plush pad stretched out his claws. He wanted to grab the sheets, but the little witch kindly came to rescue him, and the claws were tightly on Coco's sleeve.

The round cat's eyes, surrounded by blue and green, completely lost sleepiness at this moment.

"Coco." Charles blinked.

Ke Ke felt that it was inappropriate to have a conversation with the guest hugging the host, so she hurriedly put the professor back on the bed and adjusted her glasses: "It's me... who suddenly came to interrupt."

She took two steps back: "I'll wait for the professor to wake you up."

"Ah, it's okay." Charles adjusted his posture, supported his upper body with cat hands, and groped for the current situation, "I just happened to have something to ask you. I don't know how to contact you - I gave you my number last time, forgot Ask for your number or address there. Fortunately, you came."

He talked so much after waking up that the cat ears drooped a little.

While talking, Albert came in and found that Charles was awake, so he left silently, and came back with water and a few medicines in a moment.

Taking advantage of the little professor's busy schedule, Ke Ke briefly explained the chaos of the estrus period to him.

"Yes." Charles understood what it was like, and took it for granted, "I originally thought that by turning back into a human, I could gather superheroes and take down the cats in one fell swoop. I thought too much."

He took a breath and slowly took the medicine with the help of clear water.

"But it's not nothing. I have a gift for you." The professor said.

He signaled Albert to go out and get it with his eyes.

Ke Ke followed the professor's gaze and looked at Albert, trying to find out some reminder information about the gift, but seeing that expressionless man's face, he probably didn't even want to know the slightest emotion revealed through any pore.

Before Albert left the room, he found that Coco was looking at him, and he looked at him politely.

The little witch shrank her neck in her cloak, and turned her head to pretend to look at the furnishings of the house.

The gift given by the professor will be brought soon.but……

That gift doesn't seem very.

The returned Albert held a large wrapped gift box in his hand, the box was as wide as his chest, and the lid was tied with a bow with a silky blue ribbon.

Just look at the outer packaging, impeccable.

Just ignore the shaking of the gift box itself.

There was a ferocious living creature in the head. It was shackled and naturally wanted to rebel, but it didn't make a sound. It desperately scratched around in the box with its claws, preparing to force a hole in the box.

The crackling sound was especially harsh when the host and guest were silent.The box shook violently, but it was stronger because it was stronger. After all, it escaped the end of being disembowelled, despite the tossing of the person inside.

Ke Ke pricked up his ears, carefully discerning what kind of magical animal it would be, but knew it was impossible.

The professor would never make fun of her with living things, and giving her something must be something she needs.

Coco was surprised when she thought of this.

Before she had time to think deeply, Albert had exhausted all his patience by the mysterious gifts in the gift box. He tore off the ribbon in twos and twos, held the bottom of the box with one hand, and lifted the lid with the other.

The thing finally stopped moving.

Charles watched the whole process, watching the little witch's lips parted slightly, holding her breath and waiting for the creature in the box to reveal its true colors, and only bent its eyes, not making a sound to disturb.

There was a rustle in the box, and suddenly a pair of fluffy little white ears protruded.

If there was a little girl beside her, she would have screamed with red eyes at this moment.

The ears are cute.

And then the cat's head and half of the upper body struggled to emerge, and Ke Ke couldn't help crying.

Although she already had three cats, she couldn't hold back the exquisite and eye-catching one in front of her.

The cat's fur was short and white, except that it was dyed evenly in two patches of black from the top of its head to its two eyes, as if it was wearing a black eye patch.

This does not prevent the pupils of the black benevolent golden circle from shining brightly, and the big eyes are more contrasting and cute on the small cat's face.

Especially the right paw on the edge of the box - the whole cat's hand is so short that it is only a small section, which is the most obvious feature of Mankikang short-legged cats.

Coco has never raised a cat with such short legs.

She opened her mouth, and was about to ask Charles why he suddenly wanted to give her this cat, when she was stabbed in the face by the sharp and fierce eyes of the Munchkin cat.

...the words were not spoken.

The cat's eyes brushed over Ke Ke's cheeks, and turned to the professor who was smiling gently.

Then Keke heard a strange yet familiar verb from the cat's mouth:

"Gan!"