When you have two sets of superheroes

*The English name stands for Sherry in the parallel world

For Bruce and Shirley, the life after marriage is not much different from before. Shirley still goes to the Avengers Building to clock in and go to work every day, and Bruce still goes to Manhattan to pick her up when he is free, although this is not too big. Necessary—after all, Shirley can teleport, and if there is an extra Bruce, he will have to change to a helicopter.

However, neither of them paid much attention to this, so today Bruce still escaped from the meeting and went to the Avengers Building. When I was downstairs in the reporter building, I saw Shirley and Tony sitting by the window eating in the dessert shop next door.

Bruce paused in his footsteps. This is actually not normal. The Avengers are as good as Siamese twins. At most, only Hawkeye and Black Widow, who are directly under S.H.I.E.L.D., occasionally go out to perform tasks alone, otherwise they usually All act together.

Then the next second, Bruce saw Tony scoop out his own ice cream and feed it to Shirley's mouth, while his girl smiled with her chin propped up, and opened her mouth to eat it without hesitation.

...Well, maybe it's a disguise mission.

Bruce thought, but saw two people kissing each other intimately across the table.But in fact, even if there is no kissing step, Bruce has already denied it the next moment the idea of ​​​​pretending to be a mission comes up. A high-profile Iron Man, there is no need for any disguise at all.

Bruce walked over immediately, and the behavior of not even paying attention to the road caused a burst of horns from passing traffic.The two people by the window were attracted attention, but Shirley just glanced at him and then turned back, continuing to chat and laugh with Tony.

During the journey from the opposite side to the store, Bruce thought about many possibilities, such as mission requirements, such as whether they were controlled by someone, and someone disguised—Bruce knew that there was a blue-skinned guy among the mutants who would transform into various different look.But, of course, he never thought about the possibility of Shirley cheating on him from the beginning to the end, so he was always in a tense state of preparation, and at this point, when he stood at the table, Shirley looked up at him. His gaze reached its peak.

Bruce could no longer hide it, and asked in a cold voice, "You're not her. Who are you?"

The girl looked at him with her face upright, her fingers resting on the table jumped up and down as if playing a piano, then she smiled and said, "My name is Stark."

Bruce was silent for a moment, and he looked at Tony again, with the familiar Stark eyes.

"She is my wife." The man with a pair of charming caramel eyes said proudly, "Shirley is my wife, what's wrong?"

Bruce frowned, Tony stood up, buttoned his suit jacket gentlemanly, and said to Shirley, "Let's go back to the Avengers Building."

As they said that, they really walked towards the direction of the Avengers Building. Bruce followed them in a dazed and wary manner the whole time. He saw them enter the gate unimpeded, entered the elevator, and came to the living area he was familiar with...

Bruce: "..."

Has the Avengers Tower fallen?

"Friday?" he said. "Where's Shirley."

"Mr. Wayne, Miss Shirley and Mr. are in the studio." The artificial intelligence replied dutifully, Bruce is not Tony, she will not take the initiative to tell him, but she will still answer every question.

"Then who are they?"

Bruce's eyes fell back on the two people who kissed again in front of him. Although he believed that the girl was not Shirley, they had the same face after all, and the picture of kissing Stark was really...

Friday: "They are Miss Shirley and Mr. Shirley from a parallel universe."

Bruce was taken aback by this unexpected answer, and before he could react, he subconsciously asked again, "What?"

"Parallel Universe, Mr. Wayne," said Friday, as if giving up on Bruce's ability to understand, adding, "I've informed Miss Shirley, and she'll be here right away."

Bruce knows the concept of parallel universes, after all, that's what he's been working on in cutting-edge research labs.But Barry's first space gate experiment failed, and he was still in the process of further practical research, so he had no idea that these two people would come from a parallel world.

"Hey, Bruce!"

The familiar voice made Bruce turn around subconsciously, catching Shirley who was rushing towards him.

"Wow..." The girl who looked the same as her rubbed her arms and laughed, half-truthfully disapproving, "You guys are so nasty."

Shirley poked her head out of Bruce's arms to look at her, curled her lips and said, "Where are you and Tony getting along?"

"No, that's Batman." Sherry said with a smile, she was more cheerful than Shirley, "You know, he recognized me the first time he saw me."

"Well?"

Shirley turned to look at Bruce, the man was still watching her silently, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, his eyes didn't blink.

"Well, I'm not too surprised." She held Bruce's face in her hands. "After all—like you said, this is Batman, huh?"

Bruce lowered his head to kiss her lips, Shirley put her arms around his neck, parted his lips with the tip of her tongue and kissed back actively.

Tony, who was wearing a vest and overalls, came up with a coffee cup. When he saw the two couples, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and walked around in a big circle as if he had encountered something dirty, and went to the kitchen to pour coffee.

Bruce let go of Shirley and asked Tony, "Why do people from parallel worlds come here?"

"Time travel."

Before Tony could speak, Sherry spoke first.Meeting Bruce's gaze, she shrugged her shoulders and said briskly, "I just want to see who I am with in other worlds."

Bruce didn't look away, and didn't seem to really believe this reason. Sherry didn't really care too much, she quickly brought up a new topic, saying, "We've been to more than ten parallel worlds, but this is the first time we've seen Batman together."

"Really." Shirley pulled Bruce to sit down on the sofa with interest, "Then who is the most common with?"

"Steve Rogers," Sherry touched his chin and said, his expression was a little unpredictable, "Blonde hair and blue eyes, big breasted sweetheart, uh..." Before finishing speaking, Tony got up to leave and patted him angrily. Lowering his head, Sherry stuck out his tongue, "The second most is Tony, the third is Clark (Clark), the fourth is Bucky (Bucky)... Oh yes, and Diana (Diana)."

Bruce's gaze, which was originally glued to the two Starks who were walking away side by side, was suddenly attracted, "Diana?" He repeated, seemingly puzzled and unbelievable.

Sherry chuckled, "Are you that surprised? Diana is a good girl, she is good at taking care of people."

Yes, of course Bruce agrees with that, but—is there a difference between being a good girl and being in a relationship? !

Shirley had already smiled crookedly on his shoulder, and Batman felt a little uncomfortable. He was actually behind Diana? !

At this moment, the other Avengers besides Tony also came over. They seemed to have known Sherry a long time ago, and they naturally greeted each other and sat down on the sofa to chat.

Bruce rarely participated in their chats, and it would have been ridiculous that he couldn't confront them in Bruce's baby form in front of the Avengers who knew who he was.

Given that there are two Shirleys present, the topics of the Avengers revolve around the time and space of another Sherry. Sherry didn't hesitate to share those with them, but it's a pity that the Avengers there have been torn apart, Bucky has become a weapon controlled by Hydra, and Steve and Tony have broken up...

"So I often go out to play with Tony." Sherry said, her expression has been very relaxed, even when talking about the past, she still smiled lightly, "After all, it was boring there."

At night, Shirley said that she would stay in the Avengers Mansion for one night and let Bruce go back by himself. Sherry put her arms around her waist with a smile, and waved to the dark-faced Bruce: "Goodbye."

Bruce looked at Shirley, but in the end he only waited for her to wave: "See you Bruce tomorrow."

Batman turned away sullenly.

"It looks a little scary, will it be difficult to coax?" Sherry asked her.

"Just a kiss." Shirley said indifferently, she has more important things to worry about now, and she directly dragged Sherry into the room, "Okay, let me see how you put the Soul Gem The energy absorbed and converted into one's own spiritual power."

One night passed, and when Bruce came to pick Shirley up the next day, he saw that she had two dark circles under her eyes, and she was so haggard that she seemed to be floating when she walked.

"I haven't slept all night..." Shirley yawned and dragged his arm to walk out, "I'm so sleepy, go home."

Bruce: "Didn't sleep all night?"

Shirley said perfunctorily, "Well, the chat was so fun."

Compared to her sluggishness, Sherry leaned against the door with arms crossed and watched them leave vigorously. When Bruce turned his head to look, the girl raised an eyebrow at him maliciously, and he turned around and embraced Sherry's arms. He took the man into his arms, thinking silently, maybe he should give up research on the method of traveling through parallel time and space...

With this lesson learned from the past, when Bruce saw Clark holding Shirley's hand in the center of Gotham, his heart was calm, and he walked up to him expressionlessly and asked, "Which parallel time and space are you from?"

That Clark reached out to stop Sherry behind him, and Bruce noticed that his slightly indifferent expression was a bit more gloomy and sharp than the Kryptonian rescue dogs in their world, and he was more like a knife in a scabbard. The sharp knife made Bruce tense subconsciously.

"Hey, Clark." Sherry grabbed his arm lightly. "Relax, it's just Bruce."

Bruce frowned, and Sherry smiled at him and said, "Sorry, we were about to hail a taxi to Wayne Manor."

She looks... harmless, Bruce can only come up with such an adjective, she is like a cotton candy with a sweet core but soft and fragile, easy to tear, and there is a danger of melting when the temperature is high, so you need to be very careful Protect.

Bruce looked away and said, "I'm driving, let's go back together."

Today is the weekend, but Shirley is still in the Avengers Building. She has been there for the past few days, even if she has no mission.Bruce had Alfred call her.

Sherry and Clark sat down on the sofa, and Clark didn't speak much from the beginning to the end. If it wasn't for that same face, Bruce would never have connected him with Superman.They were so sticky, they held hands even when they were sitting together, and Bruce saw Sherry squeeze Clark's hand before he could look away from the ground.

In fact, he realized from the beginning that Superman was using perspective to survey the underground Batcave, but Batman was struggling to stop it for the sake of the Justice League.But having said that, in terms of Superman's ability and speed, Bruce's unilateral stop actually doesn't make much sense.

"Sorry," Sherry smiled apologetically at Bruce, "He just suffered from kryptonite and is more prone to nervousness."

Clark held her hand. He was tall and strong, but he was silent now, like a lifeless sculpture.

Sherry reached out and stroked his head reassuringly, as if coaxing a big dog that was having a temper tantrum.Bruce found that Sherry could always hold Clark just right, holding his hand like holding a leash of a rabid dog-although this metaphor is somewhat disrespectful, but this Clark from different time and space always makes Bruce feel The intuition that he is going to run away in the next moment.Although his state seems to be quieter and more stable than when Superman was resurrected, this does not make him less threatening.

Trying to be polite and friendly, Batman was silent for a moment, then said stiffly, "Shirley will be right back."

"Well." Sherry said softly, "I have nothing to do here this time, I just want to pick up Sherry from Tony's family, and come by to see Shirley in this world, don't worry."

"Worry." Clark said, frowning and turning to look at her, a little unhappy, "This world is a mess, I don't like it here."

Sherry sighed, spread his palm in the palm of his left hand, then covered it with his right hand, staggered fingers to fit on his, and then slowly put them down, interlocking his fingers.

"Then don't listen to that, Clark, just listen to my breathing and my heartbeat."

So Clark became quiet again, as if all the hair on his body had been smoothed out.Staring at his expressionless face, Bruce asked, "Is your world peaceful?"

"Yes." Clark said, "In our place, all disputes and evil deeds will be severely punished, so no one dares to do evil again."

The implication in these words made Bruce look condensed, and Shirley teleported into the living room in the next second. She seemed to come in a hurry, and said repeatedly: "Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm delayed, hi, hello, I--"

Halfway through the conversation, she finally sensed the strange atmosphere in the living room, she was stunned, and was about to turn around to ask Bruce when Sherry stood up, smiled and said, "It's okay, let's go to the balcony, I have something to tell you. "

Shirley glanced at Bruce with some anxiety, and only after receiving a nod from the other party did she and Sherry go to the balcony. She was indeed in a hurry.

Bruce continued the topic just now, repeating what Clark said just now with a dull expression: "Severe punishment?"

"Why do you need to ask more questions? You clearly know it in your heart." Clark's tone was unwavering. He looked in the direction of the balcony and whispered, "Do you know that I lost her once because of Luther."

Bruce pursed his thin lips, and even his voice sank, "So you killed him, Luther?"

"Well," Clark said, "then we built a new system, a new world."

Bruce's expression changed instantly. Although Clark spoke in general terms, he was very clear about what the so-called new system and new world represented.

"you--"

"I know what you're going to say." Clark interrupted him. "You're the same in every world, and I'm not surprised, Bruce."

He turned his head to look at the balcony again, brought Sherry's back into view through the wall, and whispered: "But if you have endured that pain..."

Bruce frowned, "Of course I did." And twice.

"That's right." Clark said noncommittally, "but I dare say it's definitely not because of you. And I..." He laughed, his eyes were cold, "I can only say that if Luther died sooner, it would be the same. There will be no further incidents."

Bruce clenched his fists silently. He had no intention of discussing the three views with others, not to mention that Clark didn't belong to their world, and he didn't want to take too much control.So he could only keep silent, but he still couldn't help thinking, if he was in Clark's position, if Shirley got hurt because he let the clown off again and again, if...

When the time comes, will he do better than Clark?

On the balcony on the west side, Sherry took out something in the shape of a silver bracelet, and said: "This is cast from the core material of the planet Krypton. Currently, it can withstand the power of the Mind Stone better than any material on Earth. As for the How to extract the power is the task of you and Tony."

Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much, the Soul Gem is too powerful, I have been worried that I can't find a suitable carrier." She took it over and put it on, and asked, "What were you talking about just now? I see Bruce It seems a little..."

Sherry shook her head and said helplessly, "It's just some, um... small differences between worlds, nothing more."

Shirley gave an "I understand" look in her eyes and asked, "Have they ever fought in your place?"

Sherry thought for a while and said, "Strictly speaking, no, at least when I'm here..." She rubbed her nose and frowned slightly distressed, "I hope there won't be any in the future."

Since Clark and Bruce were alone in the living room, they didn't talk for long, and Sherry quickly said goodbye to her and went to the Avengers Building.Manhattan and Gotham are far away, so Clark naturally assumed the role of a human-meat transport plane. He took off his outer suit, revealing the white-based Superman uniform inside.

Shirley was taken aback by the completely changed uniform except for the "s" on the chest, but Clark quickly picked up Sherry and flew away. I couldn't help chuckling, raised my hand to help her push her hair back, divided the forehead hair and the dividing line, and then slowly combed the knotted place at the end of the hair, as if she was more focused than reviewing documents .

Shirley blinked, hugged his waist and asked, "Bruce, what's wrong?"

Bruce shook his head, lowered his head and kissed Shirley on the forehead, took her hand and held it in his palm: "Let's go home."

Despite repeated restraint, Bruce has been a little absent-minded since Clark left, and he can't help but immerse himself in that meaningless assumption and the only tragic outcome that will happen.And the memories of the past were also involved, and the memories that he was still afraid to recall swallowed him up like a deep and dark sea with dark waves, and he was dragged straight into the abyss of nightmares.

Whether in a dream or in reality, Batman is still the dark knight guarding Gotham.I don't know how many times the night patrol ended, he returned to the empty Wayne Manor, changed the bat armor in the bat cave, took the flowers that Afu had prepared in advance, and went to the back mountain, where an empty space was opened up. A grassy field with nothing but a tombstone.

Shirley Wayne.

Bruce sat down in front of the tombstone and put a few dewy white roses on the grave.

"I'm back from the night patrol." He whispered, "You're not here, the manor is so quiet..." He wanted to say it was as quiet as dead, but when he mentioned that word, he subconsciously avoided it. After a pause, he said, "After all... it's too quiet."

Bruce Wayne has never been ashamed of anyone or anything in his life, except her.Batman saved Gotham again and again. He helped countless people, but he couldn't save the one he wanted to save the most.

The Joker's triumphant laughter still rings in his ears as he finally succeeds in destroying Batman, hollowing out his heart in one fell swoop.Bruce didn't know how long he could hold on, he was getting more and more tired day by day, he stayed at the back hill during the day, and would stay here after the night patrol, sometimes he was in a daze, and sometimes he just leaned against the tomb and fell asleep.

Dick and Jason would come back sometimes, but they always came to the back of the mountain and rarely entered the villa.Dick was better, except that Jason talked to him less and less after he left for another company, and after what happened to Shirley... Honestly, it's hard to say that Batman didn't have a part in his struggles these days.

Shirley's death had greatly stimulated Jason, and since then he has been desperately looking for the clown like crazy.Bruce knew Jason was just taking his anger out on the clown so he wouldn't hurt anyone else, because he didn't just hate the clown, he hated Bruce as well.To be honest, they all know the character of the clown, and it is not surprising that he will do anything; but Batman——Jason disagrees with Batman's idea, thinking that he should not allow the clown to survive many times.When nothing happened before, the Red Hood could reluctantly agree that the people in Arkham were under the jurisdiction of Batman and would not conflict with him, but now that the fire is burning on him, if Jason can bear it, he will not be the same as before. The kid who took a wrench to compete with Batman.

Bruce always remembered the words Jason pointed at his face when he learned of Shirley's death——

"She died because of you."

because of you.

These three simple words have become the nightmare that Batman cannot escape from in his life.

When Bruce woke up from the dream, he only felt that his heart was beating as if it was about to pop out of his chest, and the cold sweat on his back soaked a large mark on the bed sheet.He panted heavily and dullly like an ant trapped in sticky honey, and subconsciously touched the side with his left hand, but found nothing.

Bruce knew that Shirley stayed in the Avengers Building today because of a mission, but even so, his heartbeat still missed a beat, and he ran out of the corridor without even caring about putting on his clothes and opened a window that could see the back mountain. It was only when I saw that the back mountain was still a dense forest and there was no stone tablet in my dream.

Bruce breathed a sigh of relief, loosened his grip on the window frame, and closed the window.At this time, the sky was already dark, and he had only slept for less than three hours after returning from night patrol, but he had already lost sleepiness.

Bruce sat on the floor of the bedroom in a daze for a while, and stayed up until eight o'clock before calling Shirley.

"Sherry?"

A sleepy nasal voice came from the other end: "Um..."

Bruce lowered his eyes, and the depression in his heart gradually faded away. He smiled and said softly: "It's okay, you can go to sleep, I'll wait for you to get up."

"Well……"

On Friday, there was no signal to disconnect the call, so it remained connected.Bruce turned on the phone speaker and put it aside. Shirley's steady breathing was very clear in the quiet enclosed space. Bruce leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes slightly in thought.

After an unknown amount of time, there was the rustling sound of the quilt being rolled up from Shirley's side, presumably she woke up and was lying in bed.Bruce waited patiently, and it was several minutes before Shirley's voice was heard, "Bruce?"

"Yeah," Bruce said, "Are you coming back?"

"what's wrong?"

Bruce was silent for a while, he still couldn't say the wayward words like 'I'm having a nightmare', so he collected his thoughts and said, "Shirley, what do you think of legally restoring the death penalty from Gotham?"

Xue Li, who hadn't fully woke up, was stunned: "What, what?"

Bruce said calmly: "Death penalty."

Shirley: "...Why did you ask me this suddenly? I thought you should have a clearer understanding of my IQ after marriage, Bruce."

Bruce laughed and said, "Just tell me if you want it or not."

"Of course I personally support it," Shirley said tactfully, "but my support won't help much. The law... well, please forgive me. I really don't know much about these political things. " She wailed, rolled up the quilt and rolled around on the bed.

"I see." Bruce said, "If you're sleepy, go back to sleep and go home for dinner tonight?"

"No, you're jumping too much on this topic—"

Bruce: "I miss you."

"... Oh." Shirley pursed her lips, choked on Bruce's sudden straight ball, and then only allowed the state officials to set fire to the people and complained, "You are like this again, you can't do it every time." Use this—"

Bruce looked down at the silver ring on his ring finger, slowly clenched his fist, and said softly, "I love you, Shirley."

"...I love you too, Bruce." Shirley whispered, "And, I'll be home for dinner tonight."

The author has something to say: the iron in the parallel world is normal iron, and the super in the parallel world is the lord super~

Let’s write three extra episodes, the next one is Shirley and Bruce’s Baozi episode, which is also the last extra episode.The stalk of sex change... It is suitable for writing funny jokes, if it is not long, I will give up, otherwise I am afraid that I will be stuck to death again orz