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

"And then it exploded."

"Explosion...?" Merlin stopped the movement of his hands when he heard Angus's rambling narration, "You were standing in the room, and the room exploded?"

"Well, it exploded." Angus smacked his lips, "The speed is quite fast."

"..."

"Have you ever suspected for a moment that the identity of this person you met is very unusual?" Merlin hesitated.

"Ok?"

"Never doubted it?" Merlin rubbed his forehead, "Stupid, um, Angus, not all human beings live like this, and there are very few people who have been tossed by you so that they are still intact."

"I didn't do anything." Angus shook his head.

"You bit someone and beat him!" Merlin was speechless, "Do you think everyone is like me, or as tenacious as the one you met?"

Angus glanced at Merlin, looked away, and decided not to say that Steve had eaten his own flesh.

He had a strange intuition that he couldn't let Merlin know.

"Speaking of which, I don't think any of the people you met seem like normal people..." The more Merlin thought about it, the more his head hurt, and he had a new understanding of the degree of Angus's dullness.

"Angus, you need to live under normal circumstances for a while." Merlin emphasized.

"I think I'm living a normal life." Angus was alert.

"Normal human homes won't be bombarded!" Merlin quickly raised his hand to stop Angus's energy activation process that was almost invisible in his eyes.

Angus smashed the bed angrily: "You can't trap me here!"

"I can." Merlin retorted coldly, "Before I figure out what troubles you have caused and sort out the completely unstable energy in you, you will honestly follow me as an intern for a while."

Let him go crazy like this, and he doesn't know when he blows himself up.

"What!?" Angus found that his fish tail turned into a human leg uncontrollably, "Merlin!"

"I want to go back."

"No." Merlin refused without thinking too much, "I didn't care if you didn't go ashore before. But now that you decide to go ashore, you are my responsibility."

Angus rolled on the ruined bed, angry and screaming.

"Don't make trouble! Angus, I'm not imprisoning you. I just need to ensure your safety and the safety of the world now." Merlin warned.

"What you said is different from what you did, and I didn't do anything bad." Angus sat up and said loudly.

"As long as you perform well enough—" Although it was he himself who carried out the plan, Merlin's tone still sounded gloating.

"..." Angus was speechless in anger, "&￥&￥%...￥#...&#"

"Hey! I understand! Take back your words!" Merlin raised his voice.

The two aimlessly exchanged words in Elvish, Siren, and Druid languages ​​mixed with British English and American English.

Angus spoke so many words for the first time, his mouth was dry.

He only knows two languages, the language that Merlin knows... Some of them don't know where, when and who speaks them...

"You know you have nothing to do with me." Merlin snorted.

Angus rolled aside.

He is right.

Merlin was the first listener of his voice when he was born, and his voice had no effect on this mage.

Unable to beat again and again, Angus puffed up his face.

"I will find a way to solve the problem of mixed energy in your body. You will be good for a few days, and it won't be too long. In addition, I also want to add a few more 'chastity' locks to you." Merlin looked at the back quietly. Angus turned around and ignored him.

Angus moved his leg, but found that he could not return to the fish tail, so he patted the ground angrily to vent his dissatisfaction without saying a word.

"I won't spoil you. How many people have you blinded with that face and those innocent eyes? Huh? You little lunatic." Merlin snorted.

"...I always beiremly good." Angus retorted.

"That's right—that's what I said." Merlin dismissed it.

Angus fell to the side, hugged his knees, huddled up, and buried his face in the lightly grass-scented pillow.

This was the reason why he was unwilling to go ashore with Merlin.

Angus was awkward, but Merlin didn't coax him, and continued to do his own thing.After a while, Angus turned over by himself and lay on his back, staring at the gap above.

"Merlin, what is a 'chastity' lock?"

"Have you taken physical health class?" Merlin hung his hand on a medicine bowl that looked a little old, and whispered a spell.

"I have books and a dictionary." Angus turned to face him again.

"Then I don't know." Merlin came to a conclusion, looked at the quality of the medicine, and smelled it, "It's nothing, you just need to know that it's good for you."

"Drink this, this should keep you full of water for a long time." Merlin handed him the medicine bowl, "I don't want to prepare a lot of water for you."

Angus looked at the grassy liquid and frowned.

"Drink it, what are you waiting for?" Merlin looked at him, "Aren't you satisfied?"

Angus...

After a short breath, Angus retched a few times, threw the medicine bowl aside, and sucked his nose.

"You can give me juice."

"impossible."

"Steve will give me juice."

"I'm Merlin."

Angus... "I want Steve."

go away.

"...You won't be like in a fairy tale, right? Angus?" Merlin sensed something from Angus's words, and said uncomfortably.

"What's wrong with your brain?" Angus looked disgusted.

"..." Merlin sighed, "Just, don't be casual...without reservations, Angus."

"what?"

Merlin... Pull it down, this fish is hopeless.

"Maybe I need something unconventional. You just showed up and made me spend a lot of precious materials that I can't find now? You know? Huh??

Alas, how long has it been since I used money. "

Merlin was rummaging through the messy pile of sundries.

"...Is this still usable?" Merlin wrinkled his face as he dug out some ancient banknotes and coins.

It can be seen from whom Angus learned his wrinkled face.

He casually stuffed it into his blue cloth pocket: "Maybe you can exchange it for some cash directly. There seem to be collectors around here."

Angus sat up: "Merlin, do you have a phone?"

"I'm going to install one." Merlin took out a bunch of old things one after another, flipping through the ones he thought he could exchange for money, "But I haven't figured out how to use magic power to simulate electrical signals. Electricity is fine, but it takes Change the energy structure a little bit."

"...So I can't even make a phone call?"

Merlin pondered for a while: "Well, we can discuss this. But you must act safe and normal enough before I allow it."

"Merlin, you and me, I'm the normal one." Angus looked at Merlin's gray beard and hair that had reappeared, disgusted.

Sirens whose aesthetics are closer to humans, even Angus, can tell whether Merlin looks like a lunatic.

"Do you still want to go out?" Merlin stroked his beard.

"Yes." Angus stood up and glanced at himself, "You change my clothes back."

"What did you change back into? Wear this." Merlin groaned a few times, making his voice cloudy, and slightly stooped.

He threw Angus a rust-red coat and a pair of old jeans.

"Put it on and let's go."

"I still need panties."

Merlin... "You are really particular now, aren't you?"

In the end, Angus still had the underwear that he never wanted to wear, even though he only wanted to torment Merlin.

"Tuk-tuk--"

Not long after he came back, he found that the dark clouds in the sky cleared away, and Mr. Holmes, who had returned to the foggy weather, opened the closed window: "This is really strange."

"Mike, open the door." He yelled when he heard the knock on the door again.

"Since when has age been a factor in determining who is ordered?"

"This is a social rule, Mike." Mrs. Holmes patted the little fat man on the back of the head lightly, "Don't complain next time."

Looking at his mother walking to the door, Mycroft sensibly chose not to say a word, and even gave his mother a cute smile, which was very useful.

"Hi—good Mrs. Holmes, good day."

Angus put his hands in his pockets, turned his head slightly to look at Merlin who was pretending to be stupid, and smacked his lips.

His long hair was shortened by Merlin, and it was fluffy on the top of his head. The curly hair covered most of his eyes, and his irises had also turned brown.

"Oh, it's you." The woman smiled, she obviously knew Merlin, "Do you want something to eat, old sir."

"Thank you very much, kind lady." Merlin spoke in a rambunctious voice, and fumbled from his cloth pocket for the things he had dug out before, "I know that Mr. Holmes likes to collect old things, and I found some things that I am not very familiar with. Sure what it is, so..."

Mrs. Holmes let out a cry, and the cry of the baby erupted in the room. Angus was stimulated by the sudden burst of sound and turned his head, covering his ears.

"Oh, is your little son ready to be picked up from the hospital?" Merlin's eyes lit up, he liked children.

If Angus hadn't been too cute as a child, he might have grilled that fish long ago.

"Yes. Well, you can come in and drink some water." Mrs. Holmes looked at Angus, who seemed a little silent and withdrawn, but was young, and said gently, "If it is really an antiquity, it will take some time to find out. "

"Thank you so much." Merlin said bluntly.

"Do you have a telephone at home?" Angus asked.

"Yes, do you want to make a call?"

"Ah."

"OK."

"Thank you."

"It's ok."

Merlin...

After Mrs. Holmes walked into the room to coax Sherlock, Merlin drank his saliva and looked at Angus: "I didn't know you are so proficient now? You're so cute."

"As I said, I've been fine." Angus glanced at him.

"You're here again." Mike sat down on the sofa opposite them with a glass of milk, a phone between his hands, and a mustache around his mouth.

Merlin was happy: "Yes, cute little fat man, I'm here again."

"You can't fool them for long." Mike frowned.

"Then, we will only find out later." Merlin smiled.

"Unbelievable." Mike shook his head and concluded to him, then put the phone in his hand next to Angus, "You can make a call now."

"Don't tell anyone that there is only one big man without a chicken in my house, and the rest are children and women, because there is a shot|gun for hunting birds at home, and I can shoot."

"It's not quite right though."

"Oh, you're always so cute." Merlin sighed.

Angus gave Mike a strange look: "Then, what should I say."

"...say whatever you want."

"But, you told me not to say what you just said." In fact, it was the first time he had done this kind of report, and he was not sure what to say.

It would be nice if the little human in front of me knew.

"...use the method of elimination." Mike took a sip of milk and grabbed candy from the coffee table next to the sofa.

Angus grabbed the microphone: "What is the method of elimination?"

Merlin laughed.

"You're a goldfish, aren't you?" Mike said blankly, "I thought you'd be as special as him."

"I'm not a goldfish." Angus also raised his face, "How dare you say that about me!?"

"Then what is your definition of yourself?" Mike threw a candy into his mouth.

"I'm a siren." Angus glared at him.

Merlin, who was busy laughing, took a big mouthful of air: "Ahem——"

Mike...if this isn't a fool, he's telling the truth.

"Can you put my brother to sleep?" Mike asked seriously.

"I can put everyone to sleep." Angus pouted, but Steve wouldn't allow it, under normal circumstances.

"Really?" Mike looked into his face. "Where's your tail?"

"Merlin is sealed." Angus glanced at Merlin who suddenly sat upright, and the silence was Jin.

"Oh, you are Merlin." Mike suddenly realized.

Merlin wiped his face: "Yes, I am Merlin, the sorcerer in the legend. I brought a siren siren. I came to your house to drink water and I borrowed the phone."

"Mike." Merlin dragged his voice, looking at his chubby face suddenly wrinkled.

Mike wanted to say something, but when he saw his father coming, he pursed his lips and left.

"Sorry, I checked the electrical circuit at home." Mr. Holmes rolled up his sleeves and walked over with a box of ancient equipment.

"It's okay, as long as it's convenient for you, kind sir." Merlin looked like a docile old man again.

Angus fiddled with the phone, paused before pressing the number, and silently put down the receiver in his hand.

He only remembered the number at home, and now that phone was lying in Merlin's treehouse.

Well, accident, he really didn't do it on purpose.

Smacking his lips, he pushed the phone aside.

Forget it, I should go back soon, human beings are very adaptable, they will get used to their disappearance.

X Academy.

"Still can't find it?" Steve asked in a low voice.

"No." Charles shook his head, "This time the scope of the search is wider, and I have a feeling now."

"Perhaps, the siren's brain waves cannot be captured by machines. You must know that when we designed it, we only distinguished mutants from ordinary people." Charles apologized.

"I see."

"He'll be fine."

"I know."

"You need to calm down now, Rodgers, he needs you."

Steve was silent for a while: "...OK."

"...I'll try to see if I can find the mind of the witness." Charles hesitated, "However, this really touched my bottom line."

"I can understand," Steve knew his scruples, "I trust your character, please."

"I'm honored." Charles smiled, exhaled, and put on the induction helmet again.

The author has something to say: I have always behaved well [hehe

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Angus: I'm very good! !

Steve: Mmmmm, Angus is the best.

Merlin: Huh.

Angus [flicks his tail and smashes a bunch of things in anger]

Steve: ...Merlin, you can really go.