American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

Padraic Farm at night.

Peter is talking to Jonathan on the phone.

He glanced at Clark, who was sitting with Star-Lord in the living room, and said, "Yeah, don't worry, Clark looks fine."

"That's good."

Jonathan couldn't help complaining to Peter: "I don't know why he is so stubborn. I was not in his state at his age."

Peter nodded and changed his movements, "Yes, I heard Martha say that you listened to your father very much, Jonathan. You never ran away from home to join the Mets Sharks in a certain summer."

After being teased by Peter, Jonathan coughed, "When did you join the opposition? Peter."

"I've never been on the team. Clark can't do normal things. He has no friends except Zu and Star-Lord. He can't play in the minor leagues because you're afraid he'll hurt someone. He's grown up, Jonathan. You should give him a chance."

"With his talent comes responsibility, Peter."

"It's not talent, it's judgment, and you told Clark you didn't trust him."

Jonathan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "No, of course I believe him, but what if he arouses someone's suspicion? Just like old Horry last time, I don't want anyone to come to the farm and take Clark away." Walk."

Peter put the phone to his other ear, "I think if you don't trust him, he'll leave on his own."

Hearing Peter's words, Jonathan was speechless for a long time.

"Well, there is Clark's game this Friday. I think he will definitely want to see you cheering him on the field."

Soon, the two ended the call.

Returning to the living room, Clark thanked him: "Thank you, Godfather, thank you for helping me sign the permission agreement."

"You're welcome, I'm looking forward to your performance on the team, but remember to control your power."

"I will."

Clark reassures Peter.

Then he asked expectantly: "Godfather, will you come to my performance?"

"Of course, this is your first competition. Of course your godfather will participate."

"Very good."

Clark waved his fist excitedly, "I will definitely win!"

Star-Lord next to him felt Clark's joy and said: "I want to participate too, dad."

"You can't have a body like yours unless you lose weight, but judging by your perseverance, losing weight will never be possible."

Azu, who was watching TV next to him, laughed at Star-Lord mercilessly.

"I think I'm in the right shape for the sport of rugby."

Star-Lord doesn't even realize how fat he is.

According to him, this is called a very sense of security.

"Then you can try it, you will be hit and rolled all over the floor."

Azu could already imagine Star-Lord participating in a football game and being punished.

But he soon remembered another very important thing, "Dad, aren't we going to hunt in the forest on Friday?"

Azu had been looking forward to the weekend hunt for a long time.

"Maybe we can do it at another time, not necessarily Friday."

Peter said you can hunt at any time, but there is only one competition.

"Dad, are there reindeer in the woods?"

Star-Lord next to him asked curiously.

"Of course."

Peter touched Star-Lord's head, "You may see a moose in the forest. It won't cause you any trouble. Except during the mating season, moose are a little restless. At other times, they just stare at people when they meet them. , these moose love to chase people during their rut.”

"What is estrus? Dad." Star-Lord asked curiously.

"You don't need to know this."

Peter coughed and said to the naughty kid: "Also, you can't go into the forest alone. There are poisonous vines and oak trees in the forest. If your butt touches those things, Star-Lord, you will have to take ointment for three weeks." bath."

After hearing his father say that he had to take ointment baths for three weeks when he went into the forest, Star-Lord immediately became honest.

"Actually, there are sylphs in the woods."

Azu told Star-Lord the story of the banshee in the forest with evil intentions.

"The succubus has a cow's tail and sings beautiful songs, so that those who chop wood are attracted to her and imprisoned by her."

As he spoke, he looked at Star-Lord, "If you enter the forest, you might also be imprisoned by her."

Star-Lord blinked and looked like he was thinking.

"She has the tail of a cow, so she can plow the fields, right?"

"Well"

Azu couldn't keep up with Star-Lord's thinking, "Probably."

"If she can plow the land, I will catch her and let her work on the farm. This will help reduce dad's burden."

Azu was stunned when he heard what Star-Lord said.

He didn't expect that although his cheap brother was young, his ability to flatter his father was no weaker than his own.

Seeing the satisfied look on Peter's face, Azu tightened his fork unwillingly.

This little fat man is indeed his biggest threat!

After dinner.

Star-Lord stayed alone in the storage room on the second floor, sorting out his weird stuff.

Although he is young, he likes to play with gadgets.

For example, a telescope that can observe outer space.

He has a strong curiosity about the universe, and his favorite thing is to study these things related to space.

He placed the newly purchased lenses in the convenience store inside the telescope and constantly adjusted various angles, hoping to create a telescope with the highest visibility.

He also hopes that one day he can build a spaceship to take the farm and Peter to space tourism, leaving only Azu here.

In the secret base he built, there was also a music player for relaxation.

"Crack!"

Star-Lord, who was in a good mood, pressed the button of the player.

The sound of music came from the player, and Star-Lord's movements sped up a lot as he followed the rhythm of the music.

The sound of the music player came out of the door and reached Azu's ears.

Azu, who was reading a horror novel, immediately threw the book on the bed angrily.

He didn't like this music in the first place, but now he felt even more unhappy after hearing the music played by Star-Lord.

With a "swish" sound, Azu flew out of the window.

In the "Secret Base", Star-Lord, who was listening to music and studying the telescope, suddenly saw a black shadow flash outside the window.

Confused, he raised his head and looked outside.

As a result, the player that was playing music made a "click" sound the next second, and the singing stopped abruptly.

Star-Lord looked at the player in shock. It turned out that the player was smoking and two tiny holes appeared on it.

The time soon came to Friday.

At the Smallwell Elementary School Stadium, the football team members are mobilizing before the game.

"Okay, boys, move on. I want you to knock them down openly and let these bastards be afraid when they see us. Do you understand?"

Clark listened absently to the coach's instructions while looking towards the stands.

In the stands he saw Peter and Star-Lord sitting on it.

Seeing Peter appear, after the coach finished his training, he trotted to the stands to greet Peter.

"Thank you, Godfather, I'm glad you could come, it means a lot to me."

"I certainly won't miss your game Clark."

Peter patted Clark on the shoulder, "Go ahead and beat the crap out of them!"

"I will, Godfather."

Clark said with confidence.

Just after saying a few words, Clark saw his father Jonathan appear.

Jonathan walked up to Peter with a serious expression, and Clark quickly greeted, "Dad, you're here too?!"

He didn't expect his father to come too!

Are you here to cheer yourself up? !

But soon, Jonathan's words turned his originally high mood into depression.

"I still don't support your decision, Clark. The purpose of my coming here is to see if anyone is hurt."

Peter saw Jonathan's bad temper rising again and pulled him to stop him from saying more demoralizing words.

"Okay, Clark, let's go to the game and remember to win the game!"

Just then the coach's shout came, "Kent, move quickly, get over there and be the tailback."

Looking at Clark's leaving figure, Peter said to Jonathan: "Don't worry, Clark knows what he should do."

Clark put on his equipment, bent slightly, and waited for the game to begin.

"Blue Rabbit, three two one, come on!"

After the chant was issued, Clark rushed forward holding the football.

As a result, he was knocked down as soon as he took two steps.

He fell to the ground with a loud "bang", splashing the soil on the ground.

Clark turned over and looked at Peter in the stands.

The angry coach ran over, grabbed the mesh on his helmet and pulled him up.

"Look at me, stop looking at the stands, your dad is not your coach, I am!"

The hairdryer-like coach yelled at him: "Give me the damn focus, cheer up, and attack people!"

Clark nodded blankly.

Standing at the tee again, he glanced at Peter from the corner of his eye and found that the other party gave him a thumbs up gesture.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Clark suddenly felt completely calm.

"Okay, same tactics, Blue Rabbit, three two one, come on!"

"Come on! Defeat them!"

The team members cheer each other on.

After the game started, Clark was not knocked down by others this time. He stretched his body and exerted a little strength, leaving the rushing team members helpless.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The players who tried to hit him fell to the ground one after another.

Clark held the ball and ran toward the opponent's end zone.

Facing the onrushing members of the enemy team, Clark jumped forward and rushed over at lightning speed to score a touchdown.

Seeing the mighty Clark score, the team immediately surrounded him with a burst of cheers.

There was also warm applause in the stands.

After celebrating with his teammates, Clark looked toward the stands.

The last scene I saw was my father Jonathan leaving the stands.

Clark's original excitement felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him.

"Kent, that's cool! Well done!"

The coach patted him heavily on the shoulder, and other teammates also talked about it.

Clark didn't pay attention to these people's words, and he was in a bad mood.

Looking at Peter applauding him in the stands, a thought suddenly came to his mind: It would be great if his godfather was his biological father.