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

"Shua—" The door opened.

"Angus, put on your pants!"

"Bang—" The door closed.

Angus, oh.

After putting on his pants, he hugged his water bottle, bit the hose, stared at the ceiling, and lay motionless on the bed.

Tony felt that he needed to solve his little friend's problems, so he crawled to his side and whispered, "Angus, do you want to know what the adults are talking about?"

Angus moved his eyes and glanced at Tony.

"Go—I'll take you to eavesdrop." Tony pulled Angus up.

Angus was led to the door of the study by him barefoot.

Angus looked at the door of the study room. Their pinging and bang bang should have been discovered long ago.

Tony put his ear close to the study door, then beckoned Angus to follow him.

Angus stood for a while, bent over, and put his ear up.

·

"So, you were rescued by Angus, but it was 30 years later?" Howard looked at Steve with a miraculous expression on his face.

"That's about it..."

"When did you come back?" Peggy, who had been silent all this time and let them ask and answer, suddenly said.

Steve looked at her, and the two of them sat diagonally on the sofa surrounded by each other: "...it's mid-June."

Bucky resists the sudden urge to turn his head to see Steve's action, which isn't the same as the original version of what he told himself.

"Really?" Peggy stopped talking.

"So, Captain, what are you going to do next?" Howard interrupted when the two of them started talking and the atmosphere was not right.

"I'm okay now, Angus needs my care. He has a bar and I've been helping out there lately." Steve looked away, "It's okay."

"...Does this mean that you are not going to be the captain again?" Howard hesitated.

Steve tilted his head: "Howard, the war is over. I don't think I need to..." He raised his hand and waved his shield.

Howard didn't find a suitable excuse to persuade Steve, who obviously didn't intend to continue to be active as the captain, to come back.

He actually wanted Steve to join him and Carter in the Strategy Bureau.After all, initially, an important component of the proposal for the continued operation of the Strategy Bureau was the cohesiveness of the captain.

It can be said that now the Strategic Science Bureau has almost changed its name to the Captain America Support Club.

But the affairs of the bureau are classified, and if Steve doesn't want to expose himself, they can't contact the military.As the founders, he and Peggy couldn't take the initiative to break the rules of the bureau and recruit Steve without authorization.

but……

"Captain..." Howard winked at Peggy, hoping she could say a few words.

It must be more useful than your own words.

"Steve, are you short of people there?" Bucky interjected.

"...We can use more helpers." Steve raised the corner of his lips halfway, with a grateful expression.

Peggy frowned slightly, then raised her hand to smooth her hair, ignoring Howard's eyes.

Steve has done enough for this country, if he doesn't want to, why trap him.

Howard... Is there no one in this room fighting with him?

In the end, Howard failed to pull Steve into their team as he wished. Although the atmosphere was a little weird, overall, the content was very gentle, like an old friend reminiscing about the past.

It was already past twelve o'clock in the evening when Steve called Angus away who was sitting on the sofa watching TV with Tony in his arms.

"Angus, we're home," Steve said.

Angus handed the sleeping Tony to Jarvis: "Yes."

"You are Angus?" Peggy's expression was much gentler than at the beginning.

"This is Peggy Carter." Steve introduced them.

"Margaret Page Hawke." Peggy smiled and reached out to Angus.

Angus shook hands with her: "Angus Cullen."

He actually likes Samuel better, but before the humans seemed to say that they were called Karen, forget it.

Bucky glanced at Steve, Steve's expression remained unchanged on the surface, and he flicked the key: "Okay, it's getting late, let's go."

Carter goes with them, and Bucky volunteers to take them back, stopping by to see where Steve lives now.

The car was borrowed from Howard.

They went home in one direction, both in Brooklyn, just in different neighborhoods.

Bucky sent Carter back first, and Steve stayed in the car watching the man who went out to pick up Carter.Angus rested his chin on his hand, and looked at the couple who had naturally exchanged a kiss in the porch.

Bucky started the car: "Then, now, let's go! Peggy, see you later!"

"Well, good night." Peggy stood on the porch with the European-style milky white border, and there was a ring of mistletoe that hadn't been picked last year on the top of the door.

She smiled slightly, turned and walked in the door.

"Mum—" a child shouted.

"You should be sleeping in bed now!" This was the voice of the man without much reprimand.

"Goodbye, Peggy." Steve whispered.

Bucky held the steering wheel, and the car started: "Address."

"XX apartment 709 on XX street." Steve said.

Angus looked at him.

"Where do you live? Isn't that a rich area? Your bar is making a lot of money—" Bucky sighed.

"No, that's where Natalia asked Angus to pick up the gift." Steve said lightly.

Bucky let out a cry: "...here... go get it now?"

"The sooner the better, just in case something changes." Steve turned to look at Angus, "Thirsty? I can buy you some juice on the way."

"Well, that's enough." Angus shook his pot, and Maria filled it up for him when he went out.

"Yeah." Steve responded.

"Don't he have to go to bed early?" Bucky struggled one last time.

"It's too much for him to sleep ten hours a week." Steve twitched his lips.

"..." Bucky...

He knew that Angus was definitely not simple, but he didn't know that he had special abilities.

"Plus I'm rarely tired." Steve shrugged.

Bucky... I'm afraid you may have misunderstood me.

But a man can't say he can't do it!

"Let's go, the nightlife has just begun." Steering the steering wheel, Bucky sighed inwardly.

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Angus stood in front of the door marked No. 709. There were two men in front of him, one of whom was leaning against the wall, the other holding a bottle of green plants in the corner, and the other raising his elbow.

Angus took a sip of the juice.

Was he going to tell them at all that there was just a dead man and a dog in the room?

Natalia's smell is actually on the next level...

Steve nodded to Angus, indicating that he could knock on the door.

Angus let go of the hose in his mouth, forget it.

Open the door and they will know.

Raising his hand, Angus unscrewed the doorknob, raised his foot and went in.

Steve...

Bucky...

"Angus—" Steve stepped in sideways, stunned.

Bucky followed, and then there was a wow.

Directly opposite the open door is a window that opens onto the back alley of the residential building, above which hangs a huge pink banner.

"this is present↓"

Beneath the pink banner was the man strapped firmly to the chair, the one who had been taken.

At this moment, a cloth was stuffed in his mouth, and he was struggling crazily when he saw the person coming in.Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Angus hummed, and gave himself a human...?

"Wow, woof, woof—" The short-legged yellow-haired dog was chained to the leg of a chair, with food bowls, water, and a full set of dog equipment around him.

Contains three bags of dog food, a kennel and a bag of toys.

It shook its furry buttocks, turned around the chair and turned in front of Angus, with a huge pink bow on its forehead.

He barked at Angus twice, Angus lowered his head and looked at the dog.

Steve and Bucky have split up to check the house.

The tied man's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at a man who was teasing a dog, and two men in different rooms, struggling violently: "Ummmmmmmm——"

"Wang Wang Wang-"

Angus knelt down and peeled off a sticky note with a red lip print on it from the dog's butt.

He raised his eyebrows, Natalia gave him a dog?

Steve turned around and saw Angus teasing the dog with a dog toy: "...Is this a gift?"

Angus held the dog up and met his watery black eyes.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

Angus bent his eyes and patted the dog's head rewardingly. He knew the times.

Then raise it.

"Let's go." Angus cut the dog's leash, motioned for Steve to pick up a bunch of dog supplies, and dragged the dog towards the door.

"...Are you really going to raise it?" Steve raised his voice slightly.

"Gift." Angus said as a matter of course.

Steve... Are you sure it's a gift, not because the woman is going to run away and can't continue to keep the dog?

The neglected man again...

"Too clean." Bucky patted his head and walked back.

He glanced at Angus, who was holding the dog, and Steve, who seemed to be confronting Angus: "What's wrong?"

"Angus... It's very troublesome to raise a dog." Steve rubbed his eyebrows, and he definitely didn't know how to raise a dog, so he ended up raising it by himself.

"Gift." Angus bent down and lifted the dog up in front of Steve.

The short-legged yellow-and-white dog barked twice at Steve, stuck out his tongue, and panted hahaha.

Steve...

Look at those dog eyes, then look at Angus' eyes.

"...allright...but Angus, you have to take care of the dog with me." Steve compromised, "If you find it troublesome, I will send the dog away immediately."

Angus nodded.

"Wow, woof, woof—" the dog, which was put back on the ground, circled around Angus a few times and barked.

Angus lowered his head: "Wow, woof——"

Bucky, who finally realized that he still had to untie the hostages, froze the moment he touched the rope, and looked at Steve in disbelief: "He..."

"As I said, he is very talented in languages." Steve coughed.

Bucky... I believe your evil.

Is this a matter of talent?This is not something humans can do!

Steve avoided Bucky's eyes uncomfortably, and went to untie the hostage: "...give me some time, Bucky."

Bucky snorted, "You better not forget."

Angus didn't know why.

The man in front of him was the owner of the golden retriever he had seen nearby, but he had only met him once.Why are Bucky and Steve going to help him?

Angus leaned against the door frame, sucking the juice.

And, why did Natalia stay downstairs instead of here.

Isn't it a gift from her.

"Hmm..." Downstairs, in the apartment at the same location, a red-haired woman was wearing silk pajamas, crossed her legs, and tilted her head, as if she heard something funny.

"What a lovely boy."

"Steve, why don't you go back?" Although Angus was full of doubts, he waited quietly until they completely untied the hostages and lifted them up from the chair.

"Why did you come here so late?" The man spat out some lint and rags left in his mouth, and his voice was somewhat dissatisfied.

Bucky glanced at him and stopped Steve's words: "We just happened to pass by and heard strange movements, so we wanted to take a look."

"We'll take you to the police station later."

The man froze for a moment: "Didn't you come here to save me on purpose?"

Bucky shrugged. "We're just enthusiastic people."

The man frowned, and the gloom between his eyebrows became heavier: "It's agreed, I will enjoy the highest treatment when I come here, but there is no one who protects me in the dark?"

"Sure enough, the bodyguards hired are still not enough."

He adjusted his bow tie, thanked Steve and Bucky with a stern face, and said as he passed by Angus, "Can I handle this dog?"

Angus raised his eyelids, what did this man say?

Steve quickly stood in front of Angus and the man: "I'm sorry, my brother likes this dog very much. For the sake of us saving you, can I give this dog to my brother?"

The man's brows became more gloomy. He glanced at the dog at Angus' feet and fiddled with his cufflinks: "If you like dogs, I can give you one or more later."

"This one..."

Steve frowned slightly, and Bucky came to Steve's side, with a half-smile: "Sorry, my brother might like this one."

"Sir, is it from Germany?"

The man froze and glanced at the tall and burly Steve and Bucky.

"Although I deliberately changed my accent, we are familiar with it. After all, I was a soldier." Bucky grinned.

The man's body became even more rigid. He glared at Angus, turned around and left.

"Sir, shall we take you to the police station?" Bucky yelled leisurely from behind.

"...No need." The man hurried downstairs.

Bucky walked away from the man in response, and then turned around and patted Steve on the shoulder: "You are easy to talk to. You shouldn't get used to this kind of guy who has fled here and returned the favor."

"After all, every compatriot we die on the battlefield has a relationship with him."

"What do you mean?" Steve turned his head.

"Howard said that the man was dug from the opposite side by the military at a high price. On the surface, he was an engineer, but he was actually an expert in military | fire research and development in the army over there." Bucky folded his arms.

Steve frowned, dismissing some uncomfortable feelings.

"So, this time he was being targeted?"

"Well, their information has been leaked recently. Howard saw this guy as the worst, so he asked me to keep an eye on him." Bucky shrugged.

"This guy has persecution paranoia. He couldn't help being tempted to come here, but he still feels that he is surrounded by people who want to persecute him." Bucky couldn't stand it.

"It's like everyone else is idle and flustered."

As he said that, he waved his hand in disgust, as if he wanted to wave away something unlucky.

"If it's useful, sometimes it's tolerable." Steve comforted, "It seems that there is nothing else to gain tonight, let's go back."

"Okay." Bucky stretched his waist, "Can I stay with you tonight? I'm driving back in this state, and I'm tired of driving."

Steve looked at Bucky's calculating face, knowing that he just wanted to know what happened to Angus.

He believed in Bucky, but he also cared about Angus' feelings.

"I need to ask." Steve hesitated.

Bucky made a gesture of invitation, walked a little further away, and continued to check the room for any missing clues.

"Angus, do you mind if Bucky knows about you?" Steve pulled Angus aside and asked in a low voice.

Angus shook his head, why do you mind?Hasn't he already seen it?

"...You don't need to hold back just because I'm friends with him." Steve brushed his hair, "Are you sure?"

Angus nodded.

"It's really okay?" Steve hesitated even more.

Angus... what's wrong with humans...

"It's okay." He rolled his eyes at Steve.

Steve... ok.

He looked back at Bucky with a serious face: "You have to promise me that you can't tell anyone about anything you saw in our place."

Bucky looked at him: "So serious?"

Steve nodded.

"Okay." Although his attitude was not formal, Steve knew he was paying attention.

Steve looked down at the dog Angus was leading: "Angus, give me the dog first."

Angus held out his hand.

Steve crouched to get the dog under control, and ran his fingers through its fur, groping all over its body.

He didn't take any of the dog's things, and put them all where they were. He untied the leashes and threw them away.

Angus looked at his movements incomprehensibly.

"Just in case." Steve patted the fur on his body and said to Angus.

Picking up the dog, Steve took Angus' arm and left.

The woman downstairs curled her lips as she listened to the smaller and smaller movements.

Certainly not ordinary people.

After unplugging the monitors in her ears, she fiddled with her nails. She looked like she was being watched.

So...mission failed?

But she doesn't really want to go back.

After all, no one left her nostalgia.

Lifting her foot, she pinched the nail polish next to her and continued to paint her toenails.The empty apartment is just a model home, with nothing but a sofa.

The woman finished painting her nails, crossed her legs, looked at the ceiling, and closed her eyes.

I don't know if I fell asleep or I was thinking about something.

The author has something to say: Well, in this article, the widow sister is taking the original manga [speaking of the original manga with so many worlds, I don’t know which one is better] route. At this time, the design is the husband assigned by the widow sister’s organization. At a distance of death, she came to the United States to approach talents in the upper class and complete the task of stealing high-tech secrets.

Ah, by the way, the widow sister is actually eight years younger than the captain. She is an orphan from the Soviet battlefield before World War II. She has undergone body modification and is not old.

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Angus: Every time I thought you would know, but every time I found out, I still overestimated you.

Steve: ...I will say more than 50 words a day in the future, Angus.

Angus: ...

Bucky: I always feel that you have forgotten that although I look young and strong, I am really just an ordinary person right now.

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