Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Although Laura wanted to just throw the cargo plane somewhere, she gave up this tempting idea under Tim's strong objection.

Her plane is full of fuel, and it looks so beautiful in the sun, which makes Lola start to think about whether she should find a way to learn to fly a plane—or learn it, after all, there are planes, and you can’t drive yourself without learning Cool.

Rolla just roughly flipped through the contents of the cargo plane, and then called Superman over.

Everyone who didn't have time to change their clothes: "..."

They were forced to face Superman's friendly smile, fighting back their shame.

Fortunately, they are all wearing masks or hoods, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

"Daddy!" Laura had already jumped into Superman's arms, and sweetly rubbed against Superman's neck with the side face, "Are you busy recently! What are you busy with! I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too." Superman said gently, he hugged Lola and patted her on the back comfortingly.

He made no comment on Lola's cowboy attire.

However, he had some doubts about this cargo plane: "This is it?"

"This is Papa's." Laura blinked, "He has done a lot of bad things recently, and there are a lot of things in this cargo plane that are related to his plan... Well, I stole it with my friends. "

"Don't do bad things," Superman said lightly.

"I just stole something," Laura made a "little" gesture, "and then it's gone. Papa has nothing to lose except the money!"

Superman raised his eyebrows: "Then what did you ask me to do?"

"...I dare not send the things back." Laura was a little timid, "If he gets angry, his reaction will be terrible."

Superman shook his head, nodded again: "I will handle it."

"Daddy, you are the best!" Laura immediately hugged Superman joyfully, "Actually, there is something wrong, there are a few experimental subjects locked up here. It may be mutants, or it may be something else that uses strange technology to cause mutations. The superpowers... If you move fast enough, you can catch Papa's secret laboratory!"

She heard a voice in Superman's headset: "We'll send someone over here right away."

Laura knew that Daddy was going to work, so she obediently jumped out of Superman's arms.

Superman squatted down and asked Lola, "Do you want to meet my friends now?"

"...Oh, let's talk about it later." Laura hesitated.

"Yes," replied Superman, calm and patient, "let me know when you feel ready, my girl," he kissed Lola on the cheek, "you're a lovely child, they'll like you of."

...I don't doubt that, Laura thought.

...But I really don't accept your concept of justice a bit, well.

In fact, it’s okay to come one by one, but getting to know Laura all at once feels a bit overwhelming.

She spread her arms around Superman's neck just as he was about to stand up.

"What if they don't like me?" she whispered. "As cute as I am, it can happen."

Superman fell silent for a moment before the question.

Of course, his first reaction was to refute Laura saying that it was impossible, they would definitely like you, but he also knew that Laura had a little problem with her personality, and his companions...his companions also had their own little problems.

It's just that Lola gets along well with bats, and the people he's optimistically thinking can get along well with bats tend to get along well with anyone.

He still felt that Laura's concern was too sensitive and childish.

However, her voice was so delicate and small, it still trembled slightly in his ears.

She is still a little girl.

Sometimes it looks very mature, but it is actually very small.

Clark could feel the vigilance and uneasiness she exposed to him, and it was hard for him not to think about what Lola and Bruce said...too close to himself.

Lola was his daughter, and he had a hunch that fathering her would be his hardest task yet.

For such a long time, he acted as a superman and practiced the justice in his heart.He never thinks that he is right. Of course, this does not mean that he thinks that he is wrong or that he is not firm enough. It can only be said that he is walking on the road he wants to go, and he never wavers or regrets.

But Lola is different.Lola is a wonderful coincidence, a complicated chance.

She is the kind of girl that you don't know how to treat her. Her character is completely chaotic and chaotic. She is like a mirror. When you throw love and kindness at her, you can see those feelings in her heart. Ripples of happiness, but when you throw cruelty and malice at her, she responds just as fiercely.

—and how could the world throw only love and kindness at her?

——He has no way to decide what the world thinks of Lola.

"Maybe they don't like you, my girl," replied Superman, "but why should you care so much about them, honey."

—he could only be sure of what he would do.

—and steadfast.

He said softly, "Isn't my love strong enough to override the love of all of them?"

Laura laughed grinningly: "Not really. I like daddy the most, the most, the most!"

"Then you will always love me." She said again, "I will always be your favorite cub!"

"Of course you are." Superman touched Lola with his forehead. "Good girl."

Satisfied, Laura parted from daddy, and excitedly jumped to her companion.

"Let's go back." She was a little dizzy with joy, "Go to my house to play!"

"You finally remembered us." Wanda rolled her eyes.

"Superman is so kind to you." Peter said enviously.

"Stark is also very good to you," Laura suggested. "You can try to call him dad next time you meet and see how he reacts."

Peter was a little moved: "This..."

"You can give it a try," Tim said, "Lola is always talking nonsense, but I have to admit that she's good at dealing with old men..."

Al raised his eyebrows: "You mean her 'I'm a cute and good girl' thing? Xiao Chong can't use her way, he can't pretend. That's Laura's specialty."

"Xiao Chong doesn't need to pretend, look at him, there is nothing wrong with wearing women's clothes," Wanda said. She was still wearing men's clothes, and she twisted her hips when she walked around very aggressively. boy."

They talked and laughed all the way, and Tim began to complain that the ballet suit was too tight for him to be uncomfortable. Very upset.

"I bet corsets are worse than any of you," Al Leng Buding said.

"Yeah, it's very stuffy in the heart, and it's uncomfortable to wear around the waist," Wanda nodded. "The oversized shoes are also very difficult to move—wait a minute, bug, your shoes are so small! Your feet are so small." !"

"Is there?" Peter was a little confused, he tilted his head and looked at his feet, "It's okay... I'm still in the puberty stage, Aunt Mei said I'm the type that develops late, when I got to college I It will continue to grow taller."

"Aunt May," Wanda said, "isn't it the parents?"

Tim said: "We were all four of us, both parents died or never knew who our parents were."

"Bullshit," Lola said, stopping, scanning her surroundings, and said cautiously, "We all have great dads."

"My dad is not good, my dad sucks." Wanda retorted.

"I know who my father is," Al said.

They talked a lot about their father, then they started talking about their mother, and then they started talking about their own family—it wasn't hard to say at all, and everyone was amazed at how easily they could say so many things. Things they don't say easily.

That's weird, it should be sad.

Maybe it's because Lola's attitude towards these tragedies is so absurd that all the topics related to farewell and death sound like fairy tales.

According to the fairy tale, the king died, and the prince went through all kinds of hardships to inherit the throne and marry the princess.

And they, too, will inherit the throne after all the hardships, marrying a princess...or a prince.

A group of five people gradually walked into the bustling neighborhood. They covered their faces and cheered or laughed on the street without any scruples. No one noticed them, and no one knew that these five people were wearing gender-inappropriate clothes.

"...Jesus," Peter said, "I actually think it's kind of funny, I mean, pretending to be a girl or something."

"Everything that breaks the rules is fun," Lola replied lazily. "We can play together later."

"I'm not sure I'm up to the thrill," Tim said.

"Swap names?"

"Is it too early?"

"I think it's acceptable."

So Lola said, "You all know who I am."

"Wanda Maximoff."

"Timothy Drake."

"Peter Parker."

"Artemis. Just Artemis."

Lola said again, "So you guys are going to go to my house and continue having fun?"

"No no no..."

"never mind."

"You know how to contact us."

"Okay." Laura shrugged, "Don't worry, I don't always lead others to do strange things."

They hugged each other and waved goodbye.

Tim couldn't help but said after hugging Peter: "God, they all said this thing is very realistic. I didn't believe it...Now I believe it. This thing is so realistic!"

Peter: "...Why do you also know that this thing is very realistic?"

"The ladies are always so eager to hug me," sighs Tim. "I wish I could grow up. Their enthusiasm always annoys me so much."

Peter tapped Tim on the shoulder.

At last it was just Laura and Tim walking side by side, holding Tim's hand like a little boy in denim holding a little girl in a tutu.

As they passed by the window, Laura turned her head and glanced at their reflections printed on the glass.

"Thank you, Laura," Tim said.

"Ok?"

"Thanks for taking me out," Tim said, "and introducing me to your friends."

"You're welcome, sister should do these things for you."

"You're not my sister either." Tim smiled. "Jason's lucky."

"He's unlucky," Laura said. "It's not a good guy who picks him up. It's a bad guy who picks him up."

"This is Gotham," Tim said meaningfully.

After walking for a while, Laura bent down and picked Tim up, and flew back to the apartment with Tim.

It's raining in Queens.Wisps of rain fell around them, and Lola took off her cowboy hat and pressed it on Tim's face.

Tim held on to the cowboy hat.

Laura took Tim to the guest room, changed him to a new quilt and mattress, and then asked Tim to take a hot shower.

"You're all wet," she said, touching Tim's cold little face like a real sister. "Don't catch a cold."

Tim shrugged, then went into the bathroom with his new pajamas in his arms.

Laura flew out again and flew all the way to the top of the building.

She looked at the sky for a while, then suddenly called softly: "Daddy?"

She waited quietly for a few minutes.

No one came.

Laura turned around in a bit of disappointment, but the moment she turned around, the red cloak wrapped her gently.

Laura cheered up: "Daddy!"

"Lola," Superman said softly, "what's wrong?"

"Daddy I love you!" Laura exclaimed.

"I love you too."

"I love you!" Laura said again.

"I love you too." Superman replied in a more gentle tone than last time.

"...I love you so much." Laura lowered her voice a little, she raised her face, but buried her face in the red cloak again.

Her voice overflowed with happiness, like a ripe berry whose thin skin was almost oozing juice, and she said, "I love you so much, Dad."

Clark knelt down and wiped Lola's face with his fingers.

Then he hugged Lola tightly.

He said softly, "I love you too."

Tim came out of the shower to find Superman sitting in the living room.

He saw Tim too, and nodded at him with a smile.Laura was sleeping in his arms, frowning, looking not in a good mood - but there was a sweet smile on her lips.

"Thanks for messing around with her," Superman said to Tim. "I'll explain it to Bat."

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