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

Steve sent the last person away, closed the door, put his hands on his waist, faced the door, and exhaled slowly.

I am really... getting deeper and deeper.

like a fool.

It's still... very embarrassing.

Angus listened to Peggy's words, and sat there obediently, motionless, so obedient.

Steve turned around and looked at Angus who was sitting upright, opened his mouth, and finally choked out a sentence: "Are you hungry?"

Angus nodded sharply.

Steve snorted, shook his head, and walked around into the kitchen.

Angus looked at him, but he still didn't sit still and followed him.

"Are you sad?" Angus moved to his side.

Steve was cutting fish pieces taken out of the refrigerator. Hearing this, he raised his hand and was about to stuff fish into his mouth. When he raised his hand halfway, Angus opened his mouth.

Inserting the fork into his hand, Steve continued to cut the fish: "No."

Angus closed his mouth, looked at the fork in his hand, blinked his eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"So, are you mad?" Angus reached for the fish, and Steve felt he couldn't even keep up with the cut.

"Going far?" Steve asked, looking at the head-only fish on the chopping board, bypassing his question.

Angus nodded.

"OK." Steve went to the refrigerator again, took out some fish, and turned around, "It may be about two days, how about eating?"

Angus frowned.

"I can put something else in there."

Angus nodded reluctantly.

Steve took out the blender from the cabinet and began to search for some strange ingredients, and a faint fishy smell spread.

Angus bit the fork: "Are you sad and angry?"

"Om—"

There was a loud stirring sound, and Angus pulled out the fork in his mouth, watching Steve with his back turned to him.

Angus leaves the kitchen, and Steve stops the mixer, rests his hands on the edge of the cabinet, and closes his eyes.

Breathing stopped for a long time, and breathing again, he raised his hand and rubbed his temple.Angus was on the phone, and he threw some chopped fruit into the blender and turned it back on.

The loud buzzing sound drowned out other sounds.

"It's useless." Angus wrinkled his face and spoke seriously.

On the other end of the phone line, Tony ran into his room like a rabbit holding the phone: "You got it? How could it be useless?"

"It's just useless." Angus glanced at the kitchen, turned his head and took a pen to poke the sticky note next to him, poking and poking through.

Tony closed his door and said quietly: "There is no reason, the captain should be very happy."

"Don't you have any other ideas?" Angus dragged the phone into the bathroom and started to turn on the water.

He wants to be quiet in the water, he doesn't want to see Steve.

"..." Tony also wrinkled his face, "My father doesn't know what's going on recently, he doesn't need to find the captain and you, and he will start controlling me in the future."

"My pocket money is limited, and I spent all of it on models before."

"I'm starting to wish he'd go on to something else." Tony sighed.

"I don't have any money either." Angus submerged in the water, holding the microphone high, said quietly.

The two sighed each other over the phone.

"Hmm... maybe, we used too much force." Tony, who was lying on the bed, suddenly pouted, crossed his legs and said seriously.

"Too much force?" Angus looked at Steve who approached the bathroom to hand him the water bottle, and stretched out his other hand.

'Tony? ’ mouthing, Steve didn’t make a sound.

Angus nodded: "What do you mean?"

Steve turned and left, and closed the bathroom door, and now the washing machine started booming, probably washing the clothes he took off.

"I mean," Tony held his cheek, "people usually don't value things that come easily, they take them for granted."

"Like my idiot dad."

"He's always letting mom do this and that, running after him."

Angus took a big mouthful of fish foam: "You humans are simply sick."

"...Well, maybe."

"So, what should we do?" Angus rolled in the water.

"Maybe... just ignore him for a while, let them calm down." Tony picked the buttons on his pants, "Anyway, I know I'm doing this."

"I thought the captain and my dad would be different..."

"But in the end, adults are still the same." Tony sighed vicissitudes.

"Ignore him, then I can do it." Angus crawled out of the water a little, "Anyway, I really don't want to talk to him now."

"He lied to me."

"That's the most abominable thing!" Tony pulled off his button, "Angus, you must let him know the price of lying to you!"

"...But, what did the captain lie to you?"

Angus was silent: "Can I not talk?"

"Of course, I'm your friend, you can keep your own ideas." Tony immediately acted like an adult, expressing that he could understand completely.

Although he was about to tear his pants, because he was curious.

"Tony—" Maria, who almost tripped over the telephone wire lying on the ground, yelled again, "I told you not to take the phone around."

"I'm talking to Angus, Mom, leave me alone!" Tony yelled back.

Maria shook her head: "Ask Angus what special snacks he wants that day—"

"I don't need it." Angus replied, "Steve strictly forbids me to go near snacks, even if there is, he won't let me eat."

"Angus said the captain wouldn't let him eat." Tony sent a message.

"OK." Maria signaled that she understood, regardless of what they were exchanging.

When meeting Howard who came back from the outside, Maria hesitated and stopped him, muttering whether the captain was too harsh on Angus.

"You should be glad that the captain hasn't put Angus in confinement, at least you can still call Tony." Howard took off his shoes, thinking of the two days of tossing, shaking his head and sighing.

"Is it that bad?" Maria was a little worried about Angus.

"Maybe he's just bored and wants to go back to the sea to play." Maria hesitated.

"We've said all we can say," Howard untied the scarf and hung it on the hanger, and kissed Maria's side face, "Let them deal with it next."

"Cap will take care of it."

"Okay." Maria continued to check the things that should be prepared.

"Oh—fu——" Howard exclaimed as he walked towards the study, kicked the damned phone line, turned his head and whispered to Maria, "Can't we really send him to boarding school?"

"Howard—" Maria warned in a low voice.

Shaking his head, Howard let go of Tony who was talking on the phone in the room.

Angus climbed out of the bathtub after talking on the phone with Tony. He didn't realize that he hadn't had any juice until he was full.

When he came out wrapped in a bath towel, Angus looked at the bowl full of juice, stood still, and turned to look at Steve.

"You walked for almost two days and hypnotized me, he was starving to death." Even if he paid more attention, Steve still quickly noticed the slight complaint in his words.

"Oh." Angus wrapped up the towel and went back to the bedroom.

After finally restraining his emotions, Steve, who was ready to have a good talk with him...

Seeing that Angus fell on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and grabbed a dry towel to wipe his hair in an awkward posture, Steve turned his face away, and suddenly wanted to take a sip of wine.

But...there isn't any alcohol in the house.

Even if they open a bar.

... oh, bar.

Steve leaned back on the couch, completely oblivious.

The food was also prepared, the clothes were washed, he finished the phone call, and sent the fruit juice that he was so tired to sleep into the kennel, and the room suddenly became very quiet.

Quiet is a little too much.

Even if I didn't speak before, I wouldn't feel so quiet, but now it's quiet...

Make people uncomfortable.

Why did everyone feel that they had to deal with Angus when they came back?Steve scratched his hand, maybe he really should teach Angus a lesson.

It's just...he didn't know how to get along with him normally.I don't know how to speak or how to act so as not to expose myself.

He's in too deep.

Angus just left for a short time, why did he panic instantly? Is this a normal reaction?Even... Charles Xavier, who hates mind readers.

Rubbing palms together, Steve realized that he would only be fooling around if he thought about it any further, so he stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Angus, you said that you would be rejected by the sirens if you went back to the sea again. Did anything happen this time?" Steve didn't ask him why he went back.

He needs to give Angus a little space, or he really looks like a perverted control freak, which is terrible.

Angus shook his head.

"That's good." Steve took a deep breath, "How does it feel to be back in the sea?"

"Not bad." Angus patted his face.

Steve smiled: "Next time you want to go back to the sea to play, remember to tell us, do you understand?"

Angus pursed his lips. In fact, he should not have been known when he returned to the sea this time, but now everyone seems to know.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

"...Don't you want to say it?" Steve frowned and asked.

"Well, I see." Angus buried his face a little deeper in the pillow, with a low voice.

Steve raised his hand and grabbed a dry towel to wipe his hair: "I went to that school to check it out."

"Ah."

"The environment is very good, there is a small artificial lake, and there is a lake with seawater diversion nearby, you can also go there to play during holidays."

"is it?"

"There are not many people, but Xavier said that there may be more in the future, but this is good for you." Steve wiped him and said, as if he was promoting the school, but it sounded like Who is convincing.

"Are they all special?" Angus asked curiously.

"Well, they're all...very strange." Steve nodded thinking of what he had seen and heard.

Angus shook his head, but Steve didn't stop.

He stared sideways at Steve.

"What's wrong?" Steve asked him.

Angus turned his head away, and his hair, which was frizzed after drying, instantly covered all of him.

"It's very secluded and well-equipped." Steve thought of the hidden laboratory and various facilities that were more advanced than the ones he often saw with the naked eye.

"You'll be safe there, and those who watch you won't be able to get in."

"If you go in, you will probably be expelled soon." Steve thought of Nick who had been a little confused after taking him away, with a subtle expression on his face.

Xavier didn't make any changes to his memory or consciousness, it seems that he was planning to win his trust.

"So...do you want to go?" After talking a lot, Steve belatedly realized that he had wiped him too dry, took a small watering can from the side, and sprayed it a few times.

Angus turned his face back: "Have you decided?"

"Well, look at you." Steve looked at his face, and there was an emotion in the blue pupils that Angus couldn't understand, and he looked away, "Actually... I There will be other things to deal with later, which may not be able to take care of you."

Angus frowned for the first time: "Steve, are you mad at me?"

Steve tightened his hand slowly: "I didn't."

If you are really angry, you should be angry with yourself...

"They said you would scold me, or worse, beat me up. Just let me be good and endure for a while." Angus sat up, "but now I'm angry with you."

"I don't want to put up with you."

"I do not understand you."

Steve's hands trembled: "I don't understand either."

Why did it become like this...

"It seems that we may never be able to understand each other—" Steve tried to lower his voice, every muscle in his body tensed, and he raised his hand to put the watering can on the bedside table.

Cracks have appeared on the spout.

After a long silence, Steve exhaled and his tone slowed down.

"That's a nice place, if you want to go, I can contact them to pick you up."

"Then you fight." Angus said coldly.

"...OK." Steve turned and left.