The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

Steve got everyone out and they could monitor the situation.

Only he, Angus, and a large bucket of fish were left in the dim observation room.

Steve was about to pour the fish into the tank when Angus slapped down the bucket and signaled for him to come.

He moved the huge bucket, moved it to the front of the glass, jumped, sat on it, and crossed his legs.

Angus tapped on the glass with his fingers, and Angus smiled: "Are you hungry?"

Steve stood aside and didn't get involved.

The silver-tailed siren obviously swallowed, her eyes were a little red, and the delicious taste kept stimulating her taste buds.

"Want to eat?" Angus tilted his head.

"What do you want to do?" The silver-tailed siren didn't show any intention of sticking to the initial posture, Angus was not surprised.

The last time he saw her, she looked like she was going to die of hunger at any moment, and she wasn't any better now.

"what's your name?"

"..."

Angus raised his hand and cut open the lid of the bucket, forked a fish with his fingernails and shook it.Steve showed a knowing expression and waited and watched.

"Shelley."

Angus threw the fish into the tank, and the silver-tailed siren quickly rushed over and swallowed the fish without hesitation.

Angus looked at her with a delicate mood.Although the Sirens are not afraid of poison, they are so picky... Angus inexplicably thought of something, and turned to look at Steve.

"what happened?"

Looking back, Angus smacked his lips. When he was crazy hungry and waited for fish from Steve, wouldn't it be like this...

Although I didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, it still seems shameless now.

The silver-tailed siren wasn't satisfied with a fish, but apparently she'd calmed down a little bit, was a little smarter than Ross, and understood her situation.

Angus expressed satisfaction.

"What do you want to know?" Angus asked Steve.

"Why did she appear in the shallow sea?" Steve asked.

Angus recounts.

"...Food, less and less. I have three eggs survived, but the rest of the family either died or left." Shelley's voice did not have much humiliation, and the speed of compromise made Ang Si once again reflected on whether he had been like this before.

From this point of view, he is not as good as Ross.Angus refused to think so, he was much smarter than fools like Ross and Shelley.

"How was she caught?" Steve, who got the expected answer, didn't relax at all, and continued to ask.

"They had a lot of food on board, and I attacked them. But when I got close, I fainted, and then I was attacked."

Angus could probably guess the situation, and explained it to Steve after adding a little bit.

"Assault? Shock?" Steve asked.

"It should be." Angus spread his hands, "They don't know what electric shock is, so let's skip this question."

Shelley slammed the glass, "Hey, food!"

Angus groaned, forked a bunch and threw them into the water tank.At this time, Shelley, who was slightly thinner, gradually began to recover some of her original appearance.

The skin became slightly plumper, and the scales were no longer dull.

Angus glanced at Steve who was facing her: "Turn around."

Steve didn't react.

"Turn around." Angus raised his foot and kicked his calf.

"—OK." Steve followed him and turned around.

"So, you are living with human beings now." Shelley seemed to have recovered a bit, and Shelley began to have extra energy, "It suits you quite well."

Angus crossed his arms and said, "Yes, much better than you."

"Now, continue." Angus lowered his legs and tapped the barrel wall with his heels, "How many sirens have begun to expand their hunting territory?"

"Much."

"Hmm—" Angus hummed knowingly.

"Where is my place?"

"It has already been carved up."

"Too."

"Is there any news about humans among the sirens?"

"No." Shelley wondered why he asked.

Angus pursed his lips. It seems that the number of two is still not large enough.

He felt that Shelley probably knew so much, and he would be a ghost if he could ask anything.

Sure enough, after Steve asked a series of questions about who captured her, what he looked like, what sound he had, she said something, but it was completely missing the point.

A bucket of fish went down, and there was not one left. Shelley had successfully changed from a skinny beauty to a fat beauty.

"Do we need more fish?" Steve hesitated.

"No." Angus shook the barrel, "When there is a shortage of food, they will eat everything they can catch in front of them."

"It's like just now that she was even going to break the taboo and hunt humans. She is really not afraid of death." Angus felt a little funny, "This looks a lot like you. When death is not in front of you, you dare to take any risks. "

He raised his chin at Steve, half-smile.

"Why is it taboo?" Steve caught another important point.

Angus... Well, I slipped the tongue.

"Well, it's nothing." Looking away, Angus was obviously guilty.

"Angus—"

"Humans are highly poisonous in the eyes of Sirens. Eating, approaching, even the simplest contact will lead to the worst outcome, death."

"..." Steve fell silent, "What?"

Is this position reversed?

"At least I firmly believed in this statement before." Angus shrugged.

"..." Steve looked at him, "So, since when did you stop thinking like that?"

"Well," Angus thought for a while, struggling, "Actually, I still think that the taboo that the Sirens have kept by word of mouth for so long should have a basis.

I just don't know why yet. "

"...So you still continue to be with me?" Steve was surprised, "With this kind of thinking."

"Because I know the priorities." Angus jumped off the barrel and smiled at him.

Steve's heart was heavy and full.

Is there any natural external reason in this world that can persuade Angus to be with him?No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it is, in various aspects.

However, he still walked by his side.

He raised his hand and patted the top of Angus's soft hair, stroked it lightly, and lowered his voice: "I'm pretty sure that human beings are not poisonous when touched, at least as you think."

"Who knows—" Angus leaned forward, put his arms around his waist, and rubbed against him, "I don't care."

Steve laughed and was about to say something, but Fury's voice came from the corner speaker: "Cap, there are more than five of us here watching."

"Please be professional."

Steve... "OK."

Angus let go, looked in the direction of the speaker, and narrowed his eyes slightly.Steve pulled him, Angus smacked his lips, and put his hands in his pockets.

"Now, the last question, if we put you back into the sea, can you guarantee that you will not take revenge on humans?" When Steve said this question, his expression was very delicate.

Obviously not a question he was prepared for.

Angus laughed for a while, and then recounted it.

"I'll tear them apart! Every human being, if I get the chance," Shelley leaned toward the glass, baring his teeth, "including the one next to you. You should probably protect him!"

Angus hummed, as expected.

"She said no problem, thank you very much." Angus grinned.

Steve looked at him, and then looked at the siren who slammed into the glass hard. He was cooperating well just now, and after confirming that there was no food, he began to show a strong aggressive siren: "Really? She really said that ?”

"Yes." Angus patted the glass, "Isn't it, Shelley?"

"Tell them! I won't let anyone go!" Shelley slammed the glass hard again.

"Yes, she is very grateful for your protection." Angus withdrew his hand and smiled a little cutely.

Steve looked at the siren who was baring his teeth at him again: "...OK, let's just take it as what she said."

"Can you explain to her that it will be a while before we can put her back. Food and safety, don't worry."

Angus recounted it truthfully.

"I need food now." Shelley pawed at the glass.

Angus hummed: "She's fine, one bucket a day is enough."

Steve... "Really?"

"Correct."

"Is there anything else?" Angus put his hands behind his back.

"There's nothing else for now." Steve thought for a while, making sure there was nothing else he needed to know.

"What about you, do you have any hints for us?" Steve waved his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Like just now, how to avoid it?"

"Change the insulating glass and don't listen to her. Don't get close to her for more than 5 minutes if you don't have to.

Don't look, don't listen, don't observe. "

"Don't get attached. [Don't make a connection]" Angus thought for a while and added.

"Because you seem to be easily emotionally involved, I'll say it again. For her," Angus poked the glass with his finger, "don't."

"She should be able to use your language soon. So, don't believe anything she says, except offensive ones.

Because those are the truth. "

Angus's words repeat many meanings, but the general idea is only the same, that is, don't have any involvement with the sirens.

Steve blinked. "So, it's not because you hate sirens that you don't like my contact. It's because we can't…"

Angus nodded: "What's the problem?"

"No, no problem, it's completely justified." Steve tilted his head.

Well, from this point of view, it has nothing to do with being jealous.Well, jealousy or something, forget it.

Impossible, not possible in this lifetime.

Taking a deep breath, Steve raised his head and raised his voice: "You heard me."

"Okay, come out." Peggy's voice came through the radio.

Angus strolled out.

"Hey, monster," Shelley said.

Angus kept walking.

"You're going to die sooner or later."

Angus stopped, turned his head, took a deep look at her, and smiled: "Every siren is, I just chose the way I like."

Shelley quietly floated in the water and watched Angus leave, and the room returned to darkness. She looked up and looked around, easily determined the number of people around, curled her tail, and hid herself in a piece of algae again inside.

The posture of lying on the stomach is resting, but the faintly reflective eyes in the dark remind others that she is very vigilant.

"What did you say in the end?" Steve asked curiously.

"Routine greetings." Angus didn't care.

"Angus, thank you very much this time." Peggy came over and smiled at him. "It seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time. Have a cup of coffee together later?"

Angus shook his head: "I don't like coffee."

"Then juice, ice cream, do you want to try cake?" Peggy, who has a relationship with Maria, naturally knows Angus' taste in detail.

Angus' eyes lit up, then he wrinkled his face and refused: "Forget it, I want to go back."

Steve turned his head quickly: "Are you uncomfortable?" He actually refused the dessert.

Angus shook his head: "There is still homework."

"Charles thinks that I need serious ideological education," Angus said with disgust on his face, "he made a long list of books for me."

Steve laughed: "Yes, you really need to study hard now."

"Time seems to be running fast." Steve calculated.

"What?" Paige asked curiously.

"Charles thinks that Angus is ready to take the SAT." Steve was slightly proud.

"Really?" Peggy was also a little surprised.

Angus didn't know what they were all excited about, but he still smiled.When you don't know anything, just smile.

Among Bucky's many inconsequential suggestions, only a few are useful.

"Are you still underage?" Fury's focus shifted to another aspect. "It doesn't matter—I still hope that you can assist us in completing a series of basic investigations about sirens."

Steve slightly stopped Angus: "Furry, this is not something we discussed in advance."

"I believe he has enough judgment to make a decision for himself," Fury said without retreating. "Captain, you also know that many people urgently need an explanation, a clear official explanation."

"Because someone was one step ahead of us, the possibility of completely denying those remarks now is very low." Fury said with a serious face, "Whether it is an explanation to the public or the possible follow-up reaction from the Sirens, we all need Ange S."

"What's more, in the worst case I foresee, we even need Angus to stand in front of the stage as a representative of the siren."

"What?" Steve frowned, "Why Angus?"

"Do we have another friendly siren?" Fury asked back.

Angus frowned.

"People need to know the Siren, we must establish a clear image in the early stage. We are already one step behind the opponent, Captain." Fury's tone is not troubled, and there is even a strong clear meaning in it, "I believe You can figure it out."

"It's not a trend that you can avoid if you don't want to."

"It's not urgent now, but," Fury looked at Steve and then at Angus, "I still hope that you can make mental preparations for this."

"On the plus side, Angus and Captain America are close enough. People will buy into it, based on you—well, like that."

"Great—" Steve's tone was very strange, and Angus glanced at him.

Steve coughed, smiled at Angus, then took a breath, put his hands on his belt, stood up straight, and looked at Fury with a disapproving expression.

"Don't deny it, this is our advantage." Fury took it for granted.

Angus blinked, as if he didn't understand at all.

Steve sighed, but didn't respond.

Peggy and Howard didn't intervene either. It was obvious that everyone present had this kind of consideration in their hearts, but Fury said it the most bluntly.

"If there is nothing else, I'm going back." Angus broke up the somewhat stiff atmosphere, "Going home today? Steve."

Steve responded: "I'm not sure, you go back first. Take care of yourself and don't forget the juice."

"Oh."

Angus waved at them and disappeared in place.

"I'm sure, but, is Angus's special ability?" Fury's eyes were sharp.

"Yes." Steve didn't really want to deal with him, so he responded casually, then turned and left.

Back home Angus stood in the living room, shaking, raised his hand to touch his arm, confused.

Then, he moved to the bathroom.

Sinking himself into the bathtub, Angus spit out a string of bubbles face down, and his mind began to be in a trance.

"Wow woof——" Juice scratched the door outside, but Angus couldn't hear it.

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