Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The sun shone on the white sheets, and also on Lola's bare calves and insteps.

She was as petite and slender as a picture book page.

And her boy was lying under her legs, eyes open, dazed, like a fool who didn't know what to do next.

He is a fool.

"I feel so guilty," Lola called Tim, "that I took advantage of a cute boy and made him do something not so nice..."

"What?" Tim was instantly alert, "What did you use me for? When I didn't know? I'll forgive you depending on the situation."

"Not you."

"Where did you know the lovely boy?"

"New York, you know, I've moved here a long time ago."

Tim didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

In his database, Lola's status still shows as being in Gotham.

"So," he said at a loss for words, "how's the new home? Let me guess, is it in Manhattan?"

"In Queens," Laura said languidly, "Manhattan rents are too high." While she certainly could afford it, "there are too many rich people with nothing to do." It's true, "most The important thing is, I feel very, very badly about Manhattan. I don't like the phony vibe."

"I don't like the Upper East Side of Gotham either, but I guess a person's birth can't be chosen, so what can I do? Of course I accepted it with a wry smile."

"Don't pretend to be good at being cheap, Tibao."

"Tibbo?!" Tim sounded like he was choked up, "Oh, well, I know nicknames are a joke between close friends, and I think our friendship has reached this point, But Tibbo still sounds a little..."

"Super cute, isn't it?"

In fact, Tim thought, it was too cute.

"But I won't teach you that often, Tim, because my name is already cute, and you can't think of a cuter nickname."

"...so," Tim changed the subject, "what were you trying to say today?"

"I know you have two brothers above you, a Richard Grayson and a Jason Todd, how about talking to me about them?" Laura said, "I'm very curious about your family relationship, you know of."

"I'd love to talk to you about Dick—Richard likes being called that," Tim said, "but Jason...he's dead."

"I know, I saw the news." Laura was silent for a moment. "I can't believe it. How's Bruce's reaction?"

Terrible, Tim thought.

"He's emotionally stable."

Getting more and more irritable.

"Although he was sad at the beginning, he is much better now."

Weird.

"I think my arrival is very helpful to him, but in any case, it is impossible for me to replace Jason."

This is why he did not inherit the title of Robin, but chose Red Robin as his title.

"I can only say... don't mention Jason in front of him, Laura, you won't want to make him angry."

"Actually, I kind of like it."

Laura said, looking at the sun thoughtfully, she threw the phone on the bed sheet——

She was talking to Tim on the speakerphone.

Tim laughed on the other end of the phone: "He really likes you, Laura, even if...you're not the kind of person he idealized, he still likes you. It's incredible, how do you do it?"

"Actually, there is a very simple way to please the elders," Laura replied solemnly, "When you know that he is eavesdropping on you but he thinks you don't know that he is eavesdropping on you, speak well." Praise him with words. Praise him fiercely, praise him in every way—don’t praise him in a lie.”

"Remember," Tim said, equally serious, "I'll figure out how to use this trick."

Laura paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "So is Bruce really eavesdropping on you? My God, is he eavesdropping on our calls now?"

Tim sneakily glanced at Batman not far away with the help of the computer screen.

"Not now, he's busy now," he said, "That's not eavesdropping, he's listening openly—you may not be able to find out that he's listening."

"So it's still our problem?"

"Yes."

"He's such a tyrant, no wonder Richard doesn't like to go home," Lola sneered, "but since he's not my father and he's so cute... I'll barely forgive him."

"The point is he's not your father, or is he so cute?"

"All of them." Laura said, "If you have to talk, you can talk about it seven or three times."

She hung up the phone, opened her arms, and stretched comfortably.

"Wake up, my boy." She said happily, "It's time to accept our results."

She kicked her boy's stomach affectionately with her foot, and he turned over and sat up, and Laura stepped on his shoulder again, and he followed her force and lay back down again.

No matter what she did, her boys endured it silently and good-naturedly.

Lola changed into a uniform and put on a blue jacket for her boys. It is not easy to find such a gorgeous blue in men's clothing, if it weren't for Lola's ability to see through and super speed , it is absolutely impossible for her to complete this work in a short time.

Fortunately, the effect is very good.

"You must be the most suitable boy in the world to wear blue." Laura complimented him flatteringly, "This jacket suits your eyes very well!"

She put a half-mask on his boy, the mask was red.

"It looks a bit like a bug." Laura took two steps back, looking left and right at her boy, "He has very good taste, red and blue go well together."

There is no need to change the color if you think about it. Although Spiderman's uniform is the same color as her boys' clothes, they are not the same style at all.

"That's it." She said with satisfaction, stood on tiptoe and kissed him, "We are going to have some activities outside together, do you feel happier?"

Laura waited for a while, her boy just silent.

She didn't say anything more.

After learning about the situation from Spider-Man, the Avengers immediately took action.

The original police officers who maintained order and surveyed the situation were quickly transferred away, and Captain America quickly took over the scene. Black Widow and Hawkeye were with him as deputies, and they were replaced by well-trained soldiers and professional agents.

As a technical supporter, Tony undertook the main investigation work, while Bruce Banner, who was emotionally unstable, stayed at the headquarters as technical support. In addition, several doctors and observers from S.H.I.E.L.D. helped them hand in the work together.

Spider-Man was sadly left out of the team because he wasn't an official member of the Avengers, even though he was the one who brought the information back.

Fury expressed outright disapproval: "He is not a kid anymore, he deserves to participate in such activities."

"Be sober, Fury, he hasn't even graduated from high school." Tony walked out of the laboratory, took off the isolation mask on his face and threw it aside, "Don't wait to see a child with some potential Pull him into the mess, none of us are dead yet."

Fury has no intention of entangled with Tony on this issue: "We found 'Carmen', but we only know that she is a mercenary. The earliest information about her that can be found is three months ago, someone in Gotham A picture of her was taken in a department store."

"That's all? What about her past? Her parents, where she was born, what specific abilities does she have—all blank?" Banner asked.

"It's blank," Fury said. "It's inevitable."

"No matter how long we've worked together, I can't help but marvel at the efficiency of S.H.I.E.L.D." Tony laughed lazily, "The results of the sampling analysis sent back by the captain have come out."

"how is the situation?"

"Large amount of energy leaking, which may or may not cause an explosion," Tony said. "That's good news. After all, there's a 50.00% chance that nothing will go wrong if we leave it alone."

Of course, it is impossible for them to leave this thing alone.

Lola had been squatting on a nearby building with her boys for five or six hours.

"They're too slow, too," Lola whispered to her boy. "It's overly cautious."

Having said that, she can still understand the choices made by the members of the Avengers. After all, this problem is located in a bustling residential area, and if it is not handled well, it may directly blow up a problem on the American territory. It is a small inland lake, even veterans who have experienced several alien invasions will be cautious.

She waited patiently, and her boy squatted aside quietly. His body was a whole circle bigger than Lola, and when he was close to Lola, it was no different from him holding Lola tightly.

Today is a full moon.

Wisps of cloud and mist floated on the silver-white disc, and the stars hid behind the dark clouds, occasionally casting a hasty glance towards the ground shyly and timidly.

"Are you cold?" Laura asked softly.

She turned around and hugged his boy head-on, the sound of his heartbeat and blood flowing calmly occupied all her senses, and Laura buried her head into his boy's neck on tiptoe.

His dark blue cashmere sweater was warm and filled with his breath.

"You smell good," Lola whispered. "It's like Gotham fog mixed with blood and then dispersed by fire."

She thought he smelled a little salty, a little fresh blood, and a little sweet and sticky, like melted maltose.

Oops, speaking of sugar.

Laura adjusted her posture in his arms, and took out a candy from her windbreaker pocket with difficulty.

The translucent candy paper shone with a soft luster under the silvery moonlight.

She peeled off the candy wrapper, raised her hand and rubbed the hard candy against her boy's lips, he opened his mouth quickly, and Laura gently pushed the candy into his mouth with her index finger.

He bit down again, biting Lola's finger.

"Shhh, good boy, don't chew, don't use your teeth, use your tongue—"

Her voice faltered.

Because his boy had loosened his teeth, he lowered his head and stared at Lola, his blue eyes drooping quietly, blocking the bright moonlight.

The wind stirred her red hair, and they fluttered in strands, wrapping around his arms.

Lola's fingers moved and she felt the candy she had just put into her boy's mouth, its surface already wet and sticky to her fingertips.

Laura couldn't help stirring her fingers.

Indeed, she pushed away the hard candy sticking to her fingertips, but the softer and moister tongue beneath the hard candy wrapped around her fingers - it wrapped and stirred quietly, licking Lola's lips meticulously. fingertip.

Lola took her hand out of her boy's mouth.

She paused for a moment, suddenly not knowing what to do next, and her boy was still looking at her with the kind of concentration that made it difficult for Laura to be dissatisfied and refuse.

"..."

"You didn't do that before," Laura muttered, looking up at her boy, dazed and confused, "You..." she said, stroking his face, and suddenly felt that her index finger had been licked The place itches strangely, "You..."

She stopped for a while, and suddenly heard a slight click.

"Candy isn't for you to chew!" Laura said.

She suddenly became angry, withdrew her hand from her boy's face, and rubbed the itchy place again, only to feel that from that small spot, every inch of her skin began to heat up, and her heart beat extremely fast , but the same heartbeat, "Carmen" made her cheer and joy, and the battle made her hearty, but this kind of heartbeat just made her scalp feel full and her heart panicked——

Laura vaguely knew why, but it was more incomprehensible.She adjusted several postures but still didn't feel comfortable, so she squatted down angrily, and hugged the hem of the windbreaker in her arms.

Everyone who was waiting tonight finally came.

Laura tugged at her boy's trousers, without her saying anything, he immediately squatted down, and sensitively hid himself in a blind spot where the other party couldn't see.

He stared at the Avengers, and after a while, he looked down at Laura again.

Laura looked around at the Avengers and stopped watching.

She has seen what she wants to see.

—no one was her father, or her mother.

— without the kind of feeling she could feel.

Lola told Tim before that she said that when she saw her parents, she knew they were her parents, and that wasn't bullshit, it really was.

From the moment she opened her eyes, those things were written in her mind: a lot of knowledge, common sense necessary for life, simple communication skills (she has studied these skills very hard), and things related to herself. intuition.

——When she had the idea of ​​"finding her parents", she knew that she would be able to recognize them the first time she saw them.

—but when she started looking for them, her intuition kept slowing her down.

And Luther.

...he felt both intimate and bad for her.

Forget it, forget about it.

Laura took another hard candy from the pocket of the windbreaker, peeled off the wrapper, and held the candy up to her eyes for a closer look.

The other looked at her silently.

She hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed the candy into her mouth with her index finger.

She slowly licked the tip of her index finger where her boy had just licked it.

In the cool night wind and under the bright moonlight, the faces of two people slowly turned red.

The author has something to say: Thank you for eating watermelon for a while, and eating it for a long time.