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

Ross is eyeing Fury.

"You're so dark." Ross said curiously.

Fury... "Hello, I learned your name is Ross."

"You only have one eye." Ross continued to be surprised.

Fury... "Maybe someone has told you about my purpose in advance, and we can help you escape from the current situation. As long as you are willing to cooperate."

"You don't have hair yet." Ross looked around at him.

Fury... "Are you going to cooperate with our work?"

"Cooperate with what?" Ross finally looked at him enough, and began to ask about the business in a wobbly way.

"Like what I just said." Fury endured.

"Ah, by the way, I told them about your actions." Ross said suddenly, "Steve said he would come to capture me, so I told them."

Fury frowned: "What? They experimented on you and developed a product. Why do you want to help them?"

Rose's eyes were at the same level as his: "Nothing is voluntary for me now."

"I don't mean to help anyone, I just don't want to see any human or Angus go well."

"that is it."

"Are you crazy?" Fury blinked and closed all the possible questions he had prepared before.

Charles raised his hand and placed his fingers slightly under his nose to hide his smile.

The corner of Ross' mouth twitched: "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Great, because you don't seem to be able to provide me with any information." Fury simply gave up and turned around, "Professor, excuse me."

Charles waved his hand to indicate that it didn't matter at all.

Ross snorted, then opened his mouth.

Fury saw his movement and stood still, hands folded in front of him, watching him.

Ross looked at him, surprised.

"Yes, it's useless to me." Fury grinned, since he already had a siren in his hand and suffered a loss once, how could he be fooled by the same one.

He raised his hand and nodded his ears: "Thanks to Angus, he reminded me that only a siren can cancel the mark of another siren."

"Now I have two recordings." Fury pressed the recording button in his hand.

Ross yelled and slammed the glass.

Fury turned to leave.

Charles groaned.

Let yourself be disturbed by other sirens within the sphere of influence of one siren, why didn't they think of it before?

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"...What is this!?" Steve sat up straight in disbelief.

"Brain." Angus shook the small bag in his hand, looking at the pink crystals inside.

"Brain?" Steve repeated mechanically like a repeater, then closed his eyes, "God, crazy."

"Yeah." Angus raised his hand and touched his forehead, smacking his lips, "Maybe."

"I'm sorry, I showed you something weird again." Steve slid off the bed and reached for his coat.

"Are you leaving?" Angus yawned and rolled to the side.

He slept softly and comfortably.

"...Yes, be careful yourself." Steve leaned forward and kissed his forehead, and left in a hurry.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Angus pursed his lips and sniffed.He raised his hand, shook the small bag in his hand, and murmured: "If I really see excrement next time, I must know them."

After walking for a few seconds, Steve opened the door and walked in through the door, grabbed his hand, and took off the bag in his hand: "Well—forgot about it."

"See you tomorrow." Steve quickly kissed him again on the lips before leaving.

Angus put down his hands, folded them on his stomach, and lay down neatly.After a while, I got up and left the bedroom.

Ross lay floating in the water, as if he had nothing to do, and Angus didn't disturb anyone when he came.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, Angus would have thought he was really fine.

"Loss, are you dead?" Angus looked at him for a while and asked.

"Well, many times," Ross said, turning to look at him, "wearemagical [we're really magical], aren't we?"

"You know the saying, 'Sirons never sleep without hymns'?How strange that it should be true. "

Well, there seems to be such a saying, but...is it actually true?

Angus didn't think deeply, stood for a while, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Ross looked away, ignored him, and continued to float.

After being silent for a while, Rose suddenly stood up, looked at Angus, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "What are you doing?"

"Condolences." Angus rolled his eyelids a little.

"Mourning?" Ross snorted, "Are you crazy?"

"No," Angus threw the chair, thinking that his mourning could be over, and it only took so long to sing the whole mourning song, but he couldn't really sing it now, "I just pity you."

Rose's face darkened.

"Sleep well." Angus had no intention of confronting him at all, and left after leaving.

Half a minute later, the lights in the entire observation room blew up, and all the awake and unconscious people with partial brain mutations in the X Academy heard the extremely angry screams from the depths of the siren's soul.

Especially Charles, I don't know if it's an illusion, he can even tell when Ross is swearing from various voices now.

In siren way.

Angus, the culprit, was in a good mood when he was taken to Charles's office for reflection.

"Angus, I remember we made an agreement before." After Angus came back, Charles, who was often quarreled by Ross, rubbed his brows, "You promised me that you would never approach him again. .”

"I just want to be friendly." Angus twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled innocently.

Charles... "You know he's half my student now, don't you?"

"I know." Angus nodded.

"So, do you have any dissatisfaction with this matter?" Charles sat upright.

"No, there is no problem at all." Angus stood on tiptoe and turned the chair under his buttocks a little.

So, it's really not about yourself.Is it just because my brain is more developed than others, so I have to face two sirens arguing in my mind every time?

"So, what did he do to you?"

Charles knows that although Angus often finds faults, Ross basically takes the initiative to pick things up, but it will take a long time for the siren who obviously has serious psychological problems to go on the right path.

It's very easy to start with Angus.

"It's nothing, I just want to be friendly." Angus felt that every word he said was waterless.

Charles asked for a while, but nothing came out.

It would be great if I could really ask... Charles, who has no way to do anything about the relationship between the two sirens, also felt that his hair roots were loose again today.

"Angus, after everything he said and did, there is absolutely no need for you to be friendly." Charles decided to make a change for his hair.

"But, I'm that good guy, aren't I?" Angus blinked.

Well, on purpose, [-] percent.

Charles shook his head, giving up.Who taught Angus to be what he is now, definitely not him.

"Hank, remember the tank we put Ross in? Make it a vacuum." Charles calmly asked Hank a technically high-energy question.

"Vacuum...glass?" Hank repeated.

"Yes, I believe you, you can do it." Charles patted him on the shoulder, decided to take a vacation for himself, and went outside X Academy.

Hank...

Angus' long-term harassment plan did not change because of Charles' intercession.He goes to the observation room almost every day trying to be a friendly person, but every time he 'comes back disappointed'.

Then he said that he would make persistent efforts and never give up.

"So, what's your situation?" Angus brought his homework to the observation room, feeling like he wanted to live in it.

"Aren't you too free?" Ross really didn't want to see him anymore.

"That's right." Angus bit his pen, "They're all busy getting you to meet Shelley, and they've made a bunch of messy things anyway."

"Steve hasn't shown up for a long time." Angus pouted.

"Let's not talk anymore." Ross rolled his eyes, turned away, and didn't look at him.

Angus shrugged his shoulders, knowing that Ross would be very upset if he was here, so he was very happy.Anyway, he was bored and had nothing else to do.

After a while.

"...what does Shelley look like?"

"silver."

"I don't like silver." Rose flicked his tail, "Can you turn her into gold?"

"If you can give me a lot of gold."

"Gold?" Rose disliked it. "Yellow diamonds, Angus, diamonds. Only you have a soft spot for metals, they are all ugly."

"Diamonds are too brittle." Angus began to draw on the notebook, drawing a rhombus, then flipped through his pen and found that there was no powder.

"Wait a minute."

He left for a while, and then brought back a stack of colored pencils and drawing paper that had been passed from Qin.

"How did you do this?" Rose couldn't hold back the words.

"What to do?" Angus found pink and filled it in.

"...changing back and forth." Rose shook his hand.

"Because I pursue more than you?"

"This is your color, isn't it?" Angus raised the paper in his hand and grinned, "Pink."

Ross looked at the diamond-shaped pink painting in his hand: "...you are too disgusting."

"No," Angus withdrew his hand and shook the paper, "I didn't look at it on purpose. Many humans have this thing now."

"What?" Ross couldn't believe it.

"They seem to have discovered some magical effect." Angus put down the paper and straddled the chair, carelessly.

"They even study this?" Ross showed a puking expression.

"It's better than research, they eat it." Angus touched his forehead, pursed his lips, and said in a complicated tone.

"...Ugh—" Ross couldn't hold it anymore.

"Interesting, isn't it?" Angus grinned. "I told Steve it was our brains."

"That's shit." Ross rolled his eyes.

"Well, although we understand it that way," Angus sniffed, "but for humans, there is only a brain in the head."

"Still, you are admiring the saying that you have a big shit in your head." Angus curled his lips.

Ross... "You are really disgusting."

"Thank you for the compliment." Angus laughed twice.

"I can move here and there, what's the matter with you?" Angus frowned slightly, looking at him, "I'm sure when I saw your body before, there was nothing inside."

"Curious?" Ross laughed.

"Yes, after all, you are like a flawed version of my ability." Angus didn't care.

"Haha, it's interesting. You can't do what I can do in your life," Rose proudly said, "Only you can't do it."

Angus wrinkled his face: "You can't appear in any space at will."

"And you can't wake up in another body after death." Rose smiled, "Your strength is too weak, rude monster."

"..." Angus blinked his eyes.

As a result, Angus was taken to the principal's office for reflection again.

"Angus, leave him alone. [You leave him alone]" Charles demanded deadpan.

"But my efforts have paid off. We are friends now. Because we talk." Angus laughed.

"..."

Busy with his heels on the ground, he said he would see you tomorrow, but it was three days later that he actually saw him, and suddenly Steve's mind was stuck.

Steve watched as the door opened and came in. Angus, who was obviously a size too big and got a special agent uniform from nowhere, said, "...so we...uh—"

"Sorry, cap—I'm late." Angus wobbled around, looking around, "So, what are you doing now?"

Through the crack in the door, Steve saw the agent approaching Angus suspiciously: "Now, sit down immediately and close the door!"

Angus closed the door.

Steve blinked his eyes, and then received a 'brain letter' from Charles, closed his eyes: "—OK."

"...Welcome to our meeting."

"Everyone, this is...Special Agent, codename...Siren." Steve looked back at the eyes that were looking at him, and cleared his throat.

Natasha who was present opened her mouth with a calm expression; Barton coughed and covered her mouth, Bucky squeezed her mouth and hummed.

Steve took a deep breath: "We are confirming the specific steps for Ross and Shelley to meet tomorrow, you can sit down and listen."

"Oh." Angus found a chair and sat down.

The agents of the Special Operations Group, which filled the entire meeting room, looked at each other in blank silence.

Steve...

"Yeah, the siren is our...backup. So, there's no problem listening in. Well, go ahead." Steve cleared his throat, and he didn't make it up.

Because Angus is their last line of defense, if anything goes wrong, he is the best person to be responsible for transporting both sirens to Charles.

But that doesn't mean he's really some crap backup.

After reconfirming the division of labor for each group tomorrow, Steve briefly mobilized and ended the meeting in a hurry, leaving Angus until the end.

"Why are you here?" Steve was helpless and funny.

"Didn't Charles tell you?"

"He said that you are in confinement, and you are not allowed to approach X Academy until our operation is over." Steve didn't quite understand what Charles meant. What confinement means that you are not allowed to go back to the academy?

"what happened?"

"I just want to be friends with Ross." Angus confessed honestly, out of curiosity, he touched the gun on his belt.

Steve quickly removed the holster, put the safety on the gun, and threw it aside: "Why don't you go home?"

"I miss you." Angus blinked.

Steve... "You're going to control me for the rest of my life with this sentence, aren't you?"

Angus nodded.

"Ehere." Steve let out a sigh of relief, pulled him over, hugged him, and took a slow, deep breath, "I miss you too."

"I can't find a chance to see you."

"Yeah." Angus rubbed his head on his shoulder, "So, here I am."

Steve laughed twice, tugged at his clothes: "Where did you find the clothes?"

"Take whatever you want." Angus shook his arm.

"Don't make a surprise attack next time." Steve warned him, "Although you can come and go from this place at will, it doesn't mean that everyone here welcomes you."

"Oh." Angus replied.

"No, I got it." Steve knew his habit, "Tell me, I got it."

"..." Angus frowned, stretched out his arms, and looked at him expectantly.

Steve... "No."

"want."

"Until you say yes, no." Steve didn't move.

Angus lowered his arms: "Oh, I won't need it from now on."

Steve...

Angus turned his head and left.

"OK, I lost." Seeing that he really didn't intend to stop, Steve said helplessly, "However, there must be a disguise, and you can do it like this."

Angus shook his sleeves, turned around and hugged him.

Steve's hands hung behind his shoulders, letting him hug him, very helpless: "Although I mean you can find me at any time, but don't go to dangerous places casually. If I am in any dangerous place, you Don't just show up."

"Oh."

"Angus, you are getting more and more willful."

"Oh."

Steve sighed, lowered his head, and bumped his mouth against his forehead, then tightened his arms, kissed him lightly, and said in a low voice, "It's good that you stay like this."

"I know you like it." Angus patted him on the back and slid down.

Steve is too nervous, he just works a little harder.

Steve grabbed him: "Angus, are you gaining weight?"

"I've grown." Angus suddenly stood up straight, "I'm old."

"Old?" Steve grinned, "Well, you're old."

"Kiss me." Angus grabbed his collar and dragged it down.

Steve kissed him on the mouth, put his hands on the table behind him, pressed his body halfway, held his waist, and lifted him to sit on the table.

As for whether now is the right time, this kind of thing, once experienced a more terrifying speed, Steve really feels that it is trivial now.

But just kissing in the office?no problem.

He just felt that the time alone really shouldn't be wasted.

The author has something to say: Siren's ** are all cute, hahaha

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Here is the captain whose offline has reached the center of the earth: ...justkiss, nothingelse.

Here's Angus who's bored enough to harass Rose without Steve: My relationship with Rose is improving, very successfully.

Here is Ross who has given up struggling: I'm not giving up, I'm just more graceful than some rude monster, and I have quality.

[Voiceover]

Angus: You're illiterate, you didn't know how to spell ** before.

Ross: ...

Charles: Leave Himalone!

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