[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

It was Little Spider who proposed this plan.

Natasha travels all year round, Thor often goes out, and everyone else has their own tasks. When Stark climbed out of the laboratory again, he was reminded gently by his own intelligent system: Sir, the last time a member of the Avengers Contact was a month ago.

……

Stark wiped his face.

"So, you think we need to have an emotional exchange." Natasha played with the ends of her hair, rubbing her fingertips against Erth's face, "Are you sure this isn't a strange comparison?"

Comparison heart?

Comparing with what?

Stark is distracted.

compare...

For example, the Green Lantern of the Justice League only returns to Earth once a year, and the weekly meeting is either a battle damage report or a battle damage report. How can it compare to their Avengers, which is either a party or a fellowship.

What is there to compare?

Stark hummed secretly in his heart.

Natasha rubbed her forehead helplessly: "Emotional connection... It's more appropriate to ask that child Peter, I believe his answer will be more suitable for you."

"Why?" Stark asked subconsciously.

Natasha: "Isn't it obvious?" And slipped away.

Unresponsive Stark: "...is she calling me a childish ghost???"

There was no reply from the smart butler system.

Then, our little spider classmate honestly gave the best answer in his mind: "Of course it's a pillow fight!"

high school student...

Do not!

This is the level of junior high school students!

Stark wanted to smack the pillow in Peter's face right now.

"Then let's have a pillow fight." Steven agreed, "We used to play in the team too."

"Are you kidding me?" Stark showed a strange expression, and couldn't help but make a gesture, "A military pillow? That, something like a brick?" Doesn't his face swell when he passes by? ? ?

Stark felt a sense of crisis.

"I'll prepare the pillow." He emphasized, and hurried away with Little Peter.

Bucky and Steven, who were left behind, looked at each other, and Bucky couldn't help laughing: "Pillow fights? The army? You really know how to joke. Didn't we just play fist fights back then?"

Steven laughed too, but didn't say anything.

This time, Stark didn't go through Pepper's hands. Instead, after dressing up in disguise, he personally took Peter to the largest furniture market nearby to buy pillows.

Peter: "..."

Peter: "

Sta..." Choke, "Sir," paused, "I think that in your hand is a 'pillow', not a 'pillow', we should be looking for a goose down pillow instead of a huge fluffy one. "

What Peter said was very sincere.

However, Stark just took a fancy to the 1.5-meter pillow.

Not only are the characters of the Avengers printed, but they are all in Q version, and the one of Spiderman is one section smaller than the others.

Peter: ...

"What's there to worry about? Don't you have the strength of your arms to handle this?"

Stark is very satisfied with his Q-version pillow, because of the armor, it looks bigger than Captain America's, only a little smaller than Hulk.

Satisfied, super satisfied.

"Of course it can be done." But the point is not this...!

Xiaojiju couldn't help screaming in his heart.

Stark asked again: "What do you want?"

Immediately Peter selected four or five normal, soft, obedient rectangular goose down pillows.

"I want these few." Firm.

With a wave of his hand, Stark packed more than 20 pillows of each kind and delivered them to the door.

"We have to take into account the consumption of the big green fat, right?"

There is another question: how can I call Thor.

it really is...

You can even call the cat directly.

If you want to contact that Saul, you have to follow the fate!No wonder they were broken up!

But this time their luck was pretty good. Loki opened the Rainbow Bridge privately and came to the earth to go shopping. After a stroll, he walked directly to the face of Doctor Strange, who was out to make extra money. Thor chased him, and the three became a mess.

Steven and the others made a special trip to call all three of them.

Stark is in charge of stealing the cat.

At this time, Stark already knew the "close relationship" between Bruce Wayne and Batman, but he didn't report it to anyone, so this time he let the steel armor fly to Wayne Tower, making news, and dragged Bruce's footsteps , and he knocked on the door of Wayne's house with a secret weapon.

"I have a date with Bruce." Seriously?

It was supposed to be Natch's turn to live in Stark Tower, but that goddamn Wayne was watching closely, he never had a chance to steal the cat, so it wasn't a lie.

The old butler looked at him.

But still let people in.

Drink tea, eat snacks, and make the elderly happy.

There is still an old landline at Wayne's house. In the gap between Alfred and Bruce, he just had time to release his secret weapon to Stark:

"Come on, it's up to you." He took out a hamster from his pocket.

Jeff Mouse seemed to have just woken up, shaking his hair and rubbing his eyes, and changed from a mouse cake to a normal mouse ball.

It smiled slightly "Jie Jie" and nodded at Stark, then sniffed left and right, quickly chose a direction, and rushed out.

Jeff moved quickly along the edge of the aisle, pulling out a white afterimage. When passing by Ah Fu's feet, the old housekeeper didn't notice its existence at all.

Instead, the pet camera in the room, which was set to motion capture mode, moved and turned back to its original position in confusion.

Soon, Jeff came to the door.

There is a sign with cat paw prints on the door, which is now facing outwards, which proves that Naqi is likely to take a nap inside. A thin gap, the kind that can fit a few sheets of paper at most.

Jeff narrowed his eyes.

It starts to relax, relax, relax...

It successfully turned into a milky white hamster cake.

And start to squirm, squirm, squirm...

I squeezed myself into a small gap.

It passed through the gap and successfully entered the room that belonged to a cat.

What could be greater than this for a hamster?

Jeff bounced a mouse ball with a "touch", and tried to akimbo with his short claws.

Then it was held down.

To be pawed by a cat.

"Meow?" What did you come to my house for?

Natch narrowed his eyes, staring disapprovingly at the bulbous hamster that had invaded his territory.

"Jie Jie???" How did you find out? ? ?

"... Meow."... You are full of the smell of super strong cheese biscuits.

And no one in Wayne's family ate this, and they all thought it was too cloying. The taste of salty and sweet to the limit is not acceptable to ordinary people's taste buds.

Jeff: ...

The gutter capsized.

In a scream of "Jie Jie Jie", Naqi finally understood what happened.

Here comes Stark, to steal the cat.

The little black cat lay down on its own cushion.

"Meow?" Did Bruce agree?

"Jie Jie." Of course not.

The little hamster laughed badly.

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Maomao didn't mean to let go of its claws, just stepped on Jeff and thought, the kitten, who is not sensitive to time, tried hard to think about how many days he had lived in Wayne's house, and after doing the math, it seemed that it was time to go to Stark Tower up?

So the little black cat picked up Jeff, and led it out through the dog door.

In the living room, Ah Fu sat opposite Stark, and the two chatted while drinking tea.

"Meow~" Naqi rubbed Ah Fu's feet.

The old man had rich fighting experience in his early years, and he also had some joint problems. Some time ago, Naqi took care of it, and now his combat effectiveness is high, and the more he looks at the little black cat, the more comfortable he is.

Among other things, who wouldn't love a cat that doesn't shed hair or scratch furniture?

Ah Fu picked up the cat and stared critically at the Jeff that Naqi was talking about.

"I believe it's not food," Ah Fu said.

Natch let go.

The moment it was free, the more plump killer mouse ran away, climbed up Stark's trouser legs, and quickly hid back in the pocket of the boss' coat.

Stark showed a polite and guilty smile.

Ah Fu: "Speaking of which, it's time."

Stark: "Yes." Trying to keep smiling ING

"Please wait a moment, I need to pack a little luggage for it. Please give me about half an hour."

After speaking, Ah Fu got up and left.

When he came back again, he had an extra basket in his hand, covered with a picnic cloth to block the ashes, and there was a faint smell of baking cookies inside. Judging by the size of the basket, he knew that there must be a lot of small cookies in it. He said yes The luggage for Naqi is actually a small gift for the Avengers.

The happy Stark put the cat on the picnic cloth, squeezed it into a basket with biscuits, and carried it back together.

Back home, the hall has changed.

The sinking part of the entire hall was completely emptied, and the sofas, chairs, and carpets were gone, and thick mattresses were replaced. It was initially estimated that there were at least four or five floors, and the mattresses were a bit higher than the sides.

It is full of newly bought Q-version pillows and feather pillows.

Surroundings, including the wall-mounted TV and the wine cabinet at the bar in the distance, are tightly wrapped with layers of anti-collision bubbles to prevent accidental injury.

Peter is reinforcing them with spider silk.

"Mr. Stark, look!" He showed his work excitedly, "I also found a few small dolls of Naqi." They also threw them in.

Stark was hit by an unknown impact, crashed for a moment, and soon restarted, applauding.

"Good job."

This place is big enough for a real pillow fight in the Avengers.

Well done Peter.

Stark was particularly satisfied.

He completely forgot that the pillow fight was going to be around the bed, and if it wasn't for Peter, maybe he'd have to invite the group into his bedroom...

No no no this is a bad idea.

night.

Steven brought Saul back and popularized the "pillow fight" on Earth for him.

Saul managed to show his perfect understanding: "So, we're going to hit each other with pillows."

Looking down at his "small body", and thinking about Thor's strength and the various strengthened soldiers here, Stark gasped: "No, it's definitely not 'beating'."

Sol smiled and said he understood?

Then he looked at the kitten next to him.

"Actually, I've seen 'Pillow Fight'." When exchanging memories with Natch accidentally.

Thor winked at the little black cat.

Natch tilted his head.

The memory Sol saw was that he glanced casually when he passed by a certain house, as if it was a picture of two brothers fighting. .

"That kind of stupid game?" Loki, who was watching the play, suddenly showed disgust, "And what is this?!"

Ji, out of a bunch of Q-version dolls, "Luo Xiaoji" was picked out.

"Because you are a popular villain, you are sold together in the 'Avengers Q Edition Doll Pillow', is there any problem?" Stark looked at him with his chest in his arms.

"The question is when did I agree?" Loki smiled with veins.

"First, you are an evil villain who invaded the earth. You are not a human being on earth at all. Whether you have 'human rights' is to be determined. Second, if you want to talk about human rights, you have not yet completed your sentence for crimes. I mean those on earth, and compensation. As mentioned above, it is reasonable for Stark Industries to make your Q-version dolls and sell them to offset your compensation."

"You're serious about nonsense." Loki widened his smile and veins, turned the pillow in his hand, and threw it at Stark.

None of the others paid attention.

The Q version of Loki's face was slammed into Stark's face.