[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Unlike Stark, he didn't wake up in another state halfway through. It is said that this has something to do with Bucky's lack of curiosity.

According to Nach, this is a good thing, it proves that Bucky's spirit has been well taken care of, and Stark was actually a bit tough at the beginning of the state of surgery, and Stark's body couldn't wait at that time. Now, it can only take a little risk that is still controllable to operate on him.

Stark looked at Batman who suddenly appeared, feeling extremely bad.

"You're on time."

Little Naqi obviously made a sudden decision, why is this old bat so in a hurry.

Stark's inner MMP.

They looked at the picture on the screen behind the monitor. This time the room was much brighter, without the atmosphere of evil creatures, but it still revealed a strange and strange atmosphere. Obviously, the light from the integrated ceiling had covered the entire room. But I always feel that there are some strange things dangling in the light.

Stark glanced back at ZKR crouching at Batman's heels.

Their existence is strange.

Obviously, just looking at it makes people feel frightened.

Fear is not their theme.

"Who are you?" Natasha scratched the faceless owl's chin and asked herself in a low voice.

As if knowing that she was not asking herself, the Faceless Owl did not spell, and stood quietly like a sculpture on a long pole, with a gray and empty face lowered towards Natasha.

It is listening.

"You're such a gentleman, aren't you?" Natasha smiled.

Then the Faceless Owl let out a soft "coo".

The little black cat's operation only takes one second, and they can only see the complete picture with slow motion.

This is the first time Stark has seen the operation from the perspective of a bystander, and he understands why other people's expressions are so nervous and concerned after his operation.

It was indeed the beginning of a horror movie.

On the screen, the little black cat shook off its equally black cloak.

Unlike when he was treating Stark, Bucky's severed arm's surface healed with a rude mass of scars that disappeared and turned into a flat cut of flesh and bone, strangely enough, without any blood spilling out.

A pipe appeared between the tangible and the intangible, the existence is very weak, specious, like a fleeting illusion.One end of the tube was embedded in Bucky's severed arm, and the other end was in midair.

Stark knew that the Crow's Beak was holding it up, and the machine couldn't record those things.

Soon, a pale mass mixed with blood powder began to appear in mid-air, and then a section of bone began to grow, nerves and blood vessels crawled and shuttled between the muscles and bones, and finally covered with a layer of skin, this layer of skin was not exposed to light. His body is pale and immature, and traces of blood vessels can still be seen below.

The tube shrinks and shortens, and the newborn arm is attached to Bucky's severed arm.

Naqi, who worked hard, began to do the finishing work, rejecting all traces that did not conform to its aesthetics, and by the way gave Bucky a full-body cosmetic scar removal operation.

"Pfft..." Stark couldn't help laughing, "We'll call that guy to take a bath together later? It's said that many places will take a bath together to bond with each other."

Steven looked at Stark with the eyes of a bear child.

Bucky just woke up from a deep sleep when they finished watching.

Natch let him sleep longer, so that his brain and nerves could gradually get used to the recovery of the limbs in his sleep, and Natch guided his thinking to ensure that some of the new limbs could be accepted by his brain smoothly , so that the process of basic rehabilitation can be dispensed with.

"Meow~"

Natch wakes Bucky up with a cry.

Bucky opened his eyes, and he didn't feel anything was wrong. When Naqi untied his belt, he naturally supported his body with his hands, as smoothly as if he had never lost any side.

It wasn't until Bucky got up that he realized what was wrong. He put his hands together and stared at his newborn hand with astonishment.When they are close together, there is absolutely no mistake.He touched the novice with his other hand, which was sensitive and delicate, like a baby's skin.

Fortunately, Naqi's aesthetics and common sense are still very good. The muscle mass of this novice is symmetrical with that of the other side, and no human tragedy has occurred.

"……thanks."

Bucky endured the [-] barrage of question marks in his heart, and expressed his gratitude to Naqi.

He sort of understood why Stark looked at him very delicately when he was sweeping the grave. That kind of gaze mixed with sympathy and entanglement and a little distorted smile can basically be translated into gloating.

"..." Bucky took a deep breath, and couldn't help asking: "Is this normal?" He was referring to the excessive immatureness of his novice hand, as if it was exposed to air for the first time.

"Meow?"

Natch tilted his head to look at him, obviously didn't understand, or maybe he listened but didn't want to understand.

Bucky can only give up.

The little black cat jumped on his shoulder, and he took it out, and the smart butler told Bucky that everyone was waiting for him in the lobby, so Bucky went straight over.

This time Fury wasn't there, Natasha, Hawkeye, Batman and Robin were gathered in the hall. Killer Rat squatted in Natasha's palm, wanting to be kissed cheaply, and was sent flying by the tentacle Standing up, ZKR wags his tail at Natch, while Steven grins at him.

"Pong—!"

Stark opened a bottle of champagne, and he raised his glass to Bucky, his eyes fell on the spot, but he looked at Nucky.

"Honey, how about making an exception today?"

"Meow."

Natch screamed softly, jumped directly from Bucky's shoulders to Natasha's arms, and squatted firmly between Natasha's arms, rejecting Stark's shameless behavior.

He's talking to Nucky, but he's raising his glass to Bucky.

The little black cat refused to run away temporarily, and now Stark was embarrassed, so he could only meet Bucky's eyes, holding the glass for a long time, speechless.

Bucky picked up the glass and poured himself one.

"For a new beginning."

He touched the rim of his glass with Stark.

Batman voluntarily exited with the reluctant Damian, and the rest of the Avengers had a small party with the animals.

They opened three bottles of wine in total, and shared shredded squid and potato chips. Hawkeye carried a whole bag of guacamole by himself, and ate it while occasionally spooning a little along the side of the dog's mouth and sending it into ZKR's mouth.

"It's like a summer camp party." Hawkeye also took the empty guacamole bottle as a microphone, and shouted, "How are you doing tonight? All the boys and girls here!"

Natasha rolled her eyes and smacked him shut with a killer mouse.

Jeff was glued to Hawkeye's face, his limbs clasped tightly, leaving little pink scratches as he slid down.The little hamster screamed angrily, but unfortunately, no one present was afraid of it.

"Jie jie jie——!"

The tired Killer Mouse jumped onto the dining table, rustled, and rushed from one end to the other in an instant. It rushed directly to Natasha, and after finding that Naqi was also in that direction, the Killer Mouse came with a fierce attack. Braking on the brakes, rolling and crawling, turning at full speed, and rushing towards Stark again.

"You don't think I'll hit you, do you???"

Stark was stunned.

The little hamster climbed directly onto his hand, wanting to drink the champagne in the glass with his hand, Stark would not let it go his way, shaking his hand, wanting to shake the hamster named Jeff go down.

The hamster's claws can't catch the glass, and the success rate is quite high.

"Hey!" Killer Mouse began to protest.

I don't know if it's the wrong direction of force, or it may be that Jeff's own swing posture is too bad. Although it didn't fall, it didn't grab Stark's fingers, but plunged its head into the wine glass.

Stark: "...is there any interest in aging rat wine?" He raised his glass.

It looks like Jeff, who can't swim, is thrashing in pain, bubbling.

"Tony..."

Steven tried to stop this childish behavior, but Stark dodged his outstretched hand.

"Don't talk to me like my dad," Stark added with a stern warning.

Turning around again, Stark almost bumped into the faceless owl's white face, and was so frightened that he forced an out-of-key curse from his throat: "Fvck!!!"

When people are frightened, they will have an instinctive reaction. When they close their eyes and shake their hands, the hamster and the wine glass fly out together.

Jeff put on a super exaggerated screaming expression, holding his cheeks with his paws, and spit out the chocolate beans hidden in the cheek pouch in his face while flying.

In the middle of the flight, the tentacles surged up, wrapped the Killer Mouse in it, caught it firmly, and put it aside.

Stark plopped down on the floor.

"...we've got to have a serious talk about this sometime, I know you're an owl, but can you at least make some noise when you're at home?"

"Cuckoo?" The Faceless Owl tried to cry.

Stark, who was extremely frustrated, wiped his face severely: "Okay, you won, the champion of the test of courage."

"Is he drunk?" Natasha asked Naqi in a low voice.

At this time, Natasha had already moved to sit on the high stool over the bar, away from the noisy men, Naqi squatted on the bar, his tail flicked slightly, and the tip of his pink tongue was licking Natasha's fingertips. cherry meat.

"Meow?" Who knows?

After licking it twice, it looked up at Natasha and sat down reservedly. At this time, Jeff climbed up along the grounded part of the bar. Black Dou stared at it.

Natasha's hand turned to the left, Jeff turned his head to the left, and to the right it also turned to the right.

Natch didn't like to get up.

It doesn't eat, it doesn't matter if Natasha eats it or throws it away, but if it is snatched away by other guys and eaten, it's another matter.

"Snapped"!

Natch patted Jeff with his paw.

"Da puff—!"

The killer mouse under the cat's paw made a sound like a leaking balloon, and instantly became a piece of cake.

Naqi knew his own size, one paw was not big enough, so it put two front paws together, and directly crushed the Killer Mouse completely with the weight of the front half of its body.

Natasha: "Are you jealous? Cutie." She guessed what Naqi meant, threw the cherry meat into the trash can, wiped her fingers, and scratched Naqi's chin.

Natch narrowed his golden pupils, and under the warning sound of "coo" from the Faceless Owl, it let go of Jeff temporarily, but the kitten's face didn't look very happy.

Natasha sent the Killer Mouse away with a brand new chocolate jelly bean, and turned around to find that Naqi turned his back to her and turned into a black sea cucumber.

The tip of the little tail is up and down, and the aura of "I'm not happy" is exuded from head to toe.

"Yo, our little Naqi is angry." Stark was still laughing at the side.

Steven sighed and clinked glasses with Bucky.

If one day Stark gets scratched by Natchy's little paw, it's what he deserves.