Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

"Hey Gwen—"

George's rough voice sounded, interrupting Gwen's wailing pre-casting.

"Dad--" With a trembling cry, Gwen moved her head off the pillow and sat up on the bed.

I walked quickly to the door, opened it, and saw George, who had just been discharged from the hospital with a bandage on his left shoulder.

Hearing Gwen's crying voice, the smile on George's face disappeared instantly, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What's wrong?! Gwen? Did that brat Charlotte bully you? Tell me, I will definitely help you beat him up right now!!"

Looking at Gwen's heartbroken face, George, who was protecting his child, was furious.

If I had known earlier, I would have been discharged from the hospital a few days earlier. I’ve been staying in the hospital for the past two days and I’m almost getting prickly heat. It’s a good opportunity to vent my anger by beating Charlotte!

Gwen is so sad now, I guess it’s because of Charlotte.

I should have talked to the two of them earlier according to my own ideas, and Gwen wouldn't be heartbroken now.

Wiping the tears from her face like a kite with a broken string, she couldn't stop crying when she heard Charlotte's name. She cried:

"Dad~Charlotte...Charlotte...Charlotte...he..."

He couldn't utter those two words at all, and George was sweating profusely from anxiety.

"What did Charlotte do to you? Tell me now! No - I'm going to go find him right now. If he doesn't tell me the reason, I'm going to skin him alive."

With that said, George turned around angrily and walked downstairs, waving his fists, thinking of 108 ways to beat Charlotte.

Gwen also hurriedly followed, and finally stopped George who had stopped walking downstairs. Gwen cried and said:

"It wasn't Charlotte who did anything to me, it was him...it was him...wuwuwu..."

Before George could even utter the word "die", Charlotte, who came with George, poked her head out from behind him.

"Hi Gwen~

"Why don't you tell me quickly! What's wrong with me? I want to continue to admire your luminous wall clock after you finish listening~"

"Charlotte!!!" Seeing Charlotte, Gwen was instantly enveloped by great surprise and rushed towards Charlotte with open arms.

Before George could react, Charlotte slapped Gwen's face away.

He said with a look of disgust:

"Get out of the way! Little cutie, don't try to get close to me. Do you think I don't know that you want to rub your snot on my clothes? I won't be fooled!!"

Gwen's expression was dull, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she froze in place.

Charlotte glanced at Gwen, walked forward with some reluctance, and slapped Gwen's head again to straighten it.

"Okay, now it's symmetrical."

George:…

It seems that there is no need to talk to these two people...

It's Gwen! Show some courage to me! Don't be unable to handle a psychopath!

Gwen came back to her senses, burst into laughter, looked at Charlotte happily and said:

"Great! Charlotte! You're not dead!"

"Ha~" Charlotte sneered and said proudly:

"Are you kidding me? I, Spider-Man, have eight lives! How can I die so easily?!"

"Wait...wait..." George frowned. With his police talent, he immediately grasped all the key words:

"What death!? What Spider-Man?! Charlotte? Gwen! What are you talking about?"

"Can't you see?"

Charlotte raised her foot and stepped on the chair where George usually ate in her flip-flops, pointing her thumb at herself in a cocky manner.

A faint holy light seemed to be lit up behind him, making his figure tall and majestic!

The memorial plaque with "Arkham Mental Asylum Discharged in Commemoration" printed on his upper body moved without any wind, and the large words on the back made him look like he was wearing justice.

"I am Spider-Man! I have eight lives!!"

“Hehe…” George’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t help but raise his hand to support his forehead.

I don't believe you! You are a crazy guy!

Picking up the phone, George called Dr. Arthur.

"Hello? Doctor Arthur, it's me...

Charlotte is having another attack. Can you send a car to pick him up? ... Or I can take him there myself!

What...he just left you, are you sure Charlotte is okay?

Huh? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How could he be a normal person!

Or... give him another thorough check..."

pat-

Charlotte turned off the lights in the room, and the luminous wall clock finally revealed its original appearance.

The bright green pointer moved with a click, and each number was radiating green light.

Then... a faint green light shone on Charlotte's face.

The smile on Charlotte's face gradually changed from a curved mouth to a calm one, and finally turned downward.

Green! Green! The more I look at it, the more I hate it!!

After turning on the light, Charlotte said to Gwen, who was also looking at the clock:

"That's not fun at all. I think I prefer a kitten that can do somersaults."

Gwen had already gotten used to this wall clock, but the green luminous effect was indeed a little too bright.

One night when she came downstairs to find something to eat, George was so scared that he thought he saw a ghost and almost hit her on the head with a baseball bat.

"Uh~" Gwen blinked and said:

"So, what do you think of the glow-in-the-dark puppy? I heard from my colleagues that it was found~ It seems very cute~~"

Scratching his afro, Charlotte asked hesitantly:

"What color? Just to be clear, I just discovered I hate things that glow green."

"Hehe~ I heard that its fur is white and its night light is blue. It's a very small and cute puppy. Maybe after some training, it can really do somersaults..."