Chapter 1606 Fireside Chat (Part 2)

"Doctor! Doctor! Let me hide!"

Peter Parker's young, high-pitched, even thunderous shout came from the door, and even the flames of the fireplace were swayed by the cold wind brought by his rushing in, as if they were about to go out.

The young man squeezed in from the crack of the door, and deftly took out a "Not Receiving" sign from the shoe cabinet next to him and hung it on the hook outside the door, then stretched out his arm and pressed the button on the far left of the transponder beside the door, and the shutter door outside the door slowly fell down.

The room was dim with only the firelight of the fireplace, as if it suddenly became dark. Peter's quick movements prevented the other three from stopping him, but the next move was even more incomprehensible.

Peter ran through the living room at the fastest speed and came to the kitchen deep inside. He took out a bottle of Scotch whisky from under the leftmost cabinet, poured a finger's worth of it into the crystal glass next to him, raised his head and poured it into his mouth like a medicine.

Then, he stood by the island counter and let out a long breath. The three people sitting by the fireplace all opened their eyes wide, as if they saw some monster running desperately but dying. They were shocked and puzzled, and curious and hesitant.

What troubles in this world can make Spider-Man drink to relieve his sorrow? No one even asked this question, because it sounded like the death knell of the destruction of the world and the alarm of the flood.

"Sorry, but I need some courage."

Peter said while inhaling, and he arched his nose upwards hard. He seemed to be completely unaccustomed to alcohol. He was grinning because of the spiciness, and then he showed the kind of paralysis.

"Shocking." Schiller put one leg on the other leg and commented with his hands on his knees.

"You want to say you're an adult." Steve said before Peter could speak, and then continued: "But none of us would say you can't drink, all we want to know is why you drink."

Peter leaned his waist against the island counter as if he had lost all his strength, and his upper body lay sideways on the surface of the fallen counter and let out a wail, like a bird falling headfirst in a wheat field.

"My carelessness caused George to find out that Gwen had taken over for another person, so I had to explain this to him clearly instead of letting Gwen face it alone."

"Gwen Spider-Man chased me all the way and wanted to beat me up, but she is not the point at all. How can I tell George? He will definitely say that I led Gwen astray."

"I think you can explain..."

"The problem is that it is true! If she hadn't been in a relationship with me, she wouldn't have met other Spider-Men, and she wouldn't have risked her life to help Gwen Spider-Man get credits!"

Peter turned himself over like a pancake, lying face down on the table of the island counter, tilting his head so that half of his cheek was in close contact with the cold magnetic countertop to relieve the burning sensation caused by the alcohol.

"Why don't you say that the dinosaurs became extinct because you were not born 66 million years ago?" Stark said unhappily.

But Peter suddenly froze, and then he let out a louder wail, saying, "Why wasn't I born 66 million years ago? Then I could solve both the extinction of dinosaurs and the troubles I'm facing now!"

Schiller just found it funny. Spider-Man is often trapped in various similar troubles because of his high moral standards. The fundamental reason is that Peter Parker doesn't have the words "shirking responsibility" in his mind.

"I'm afraid turning into a dinosaur won't solve the troubles in front of you, Peter." Schiller said quite tactfully, and Peter really didn't need more people to remind him to face reality.

"But it can let me..."

"It can let you escape temporarily, 'temporarily'." Schiller bit the last word hard, he put his elbow over the back of the sofa and looked at Peter.

Peter got up from the island table slowly, and walked to the fireplace every three steps. He didn't bring a chair for himself, but sat directly on the ground at the corner between Schiller and Stark's sofas, and scratched his hair with both hands, looking anxious and irritable.

"I suggest you consider my previous suggestion, Peter." Schiller proposed again, and then added: "I stick to my opinion. If there is a more shocking fact in front of George, then you can get through this difficult time smoothly."

"But George already knows that Gwen is..."

"But he doesn't know the rumors between you and Tony, or Gwen can also have some rumors with Tony, or there are some between Tony and Steve, and there are some between you and Tony, Tony and Gwen... In short, there can be some rumors between all of you. Believe me, this is much more shocking than Spider-Man."

"Oh my God!"

Stark pressed his back tightly against the back of the chair, as if he wanted to put a film on the chair, and then disappeared in the room, but he couldn't leave yet. He stared at Schiller and asked.

"You swear this is the first time you thought of it, it's a sudden inspiration, and a joke, it's definitely not a feasible part of a plan that may have been put into practice, and it won't be in the future..."

"I'm sorry." Schiller handed Peter a cookie and said, "It's the most feasible part of a plan that was premeditated, thought over, and should have been put into practice long ago - if you still don't have a legally public spouse."

"What's wrong with this world?" Stark began to roll his eyes again, and poked his fingers into his cheeks, mumbling vaguely: "Why can't a lonely wanderer still be alone?"

"People give a certain part of social life a beautiful meaning. If you don't appreciate it, then they kick you out, which is fair." Schiller said with a smile.

Stark turned his eyes to look at him and said, "You haven't said such philosophical words for a long time, but you are still talking nonsense and always trying to pollute my brain."

"Peter, I think you should leave, because George will be off work soon, and you are not likely to turn into a dinosaur for the time being." Steve glanced at Peter, straightened up his upper body and pointed at the bottle of wine on the surface of the island, and said, "But you can have some courage before you leave, just don't drink too much."

"No." Peter climbed up from the ground with his hands and feet, he covered his head and said, "That was just a joke, courage does not come from industrial brewing, what if I leave George "I'm not a drunkard. George will kill me faster than the asteroid in the Cretaceous period."

Peter sighed deeply. His face, which had gotten rid of his youthful immaturity, was filled with deep sorrow, which added some mature charm to his cheerful and energetic youth. Stark encouraged him, "Keep it as it is now. George will understand you."

"God bless, it's better." Peter said as he walked towards the door, but he stood up too quickly, and the alcohol that was not fully digested rushed to his head, so that when another black shadow landed from the portal, his weak spider sense could not stop him from moving forward.

The two collided head-on. With a "bang", Peter was fine, and the other figure sat on the ground, covering his nose. Hearing the cry of pain, Peter almost jumped up as if there were thorns under his feet.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry! I didn't look at the road when I was walking. Are you okay, Loki?"

Loki stood up from the ground, rubbed his nose and forehead vigorously, and said: "Why do I always bump into something every time I appear in front of Tony Stark, while he can sit far away and laugh at everything with his idiotic laughter?"

Then, he waved to Peter to indicate that he was fine and let Peter do what he should do. After Peter left, Loki walked to the fireplace and put his elbow on the top of the fireplace and asked: "Are there any drinks?"

Schiller put down the coffee cup and stood up. He took a bottle of tequila from the wine rack under the cabinet and poured a glass of bottom. Then he turned around to find ice cubes. He said while shoveling ice: "It seems that every time you He is frowning when he comes to me."

"Who would walk into a psychiatrist's office laughing?" Loki said sarcastically, "Then he should go to a psychiatrist."

"What's wrong with you? Who has offended you again? Is it Thor, your brother, or the God King of Asgard?"

"It's a coincidence that it's not him this time." Loki sneered, and then the same sadness as Peter just now climbed onto his face, and said, "But he is not completely innocent, it's Frigga."

But at this time Steve laughed out loud, Loki and Stark looked at him together, Steve covered his mouth with his hand and said, "I guess you haven't paid attention to our animal friends recently, Spider-Ham, Pikachu, and the raccoon are playing together, and the same They also brought the crocodile Loki with them.

"I guess the reason you hurriedly hid on Earth should be the same as the crocodile Loki." Steve looked up at Loki and said, "Frigga is urging you to get married."

"Perfect reasoning." Loki commented sincerely, and then said in a tone of despair: "Frigga defeated Odin. Of course, this is the result of my plan. I think she will always be better than the father of the gods, but I overlooked a fact, a very important fact."

"Now there are several Lokis in Asgard, and after Frigga questioned them one by one, she found that Loki's marriage rate is pitifully low, especially compared with Thor. Most Lokis don't even talk about love, and some even live alone for the rest of their lives.

"This This fact made Frigga very panic. She thought that if I couldn't get enough love from the big family of the Father of the Gods, then I should at least form my own small family to get enough love from my family. "

"Then, she took an extremely old and traditional way to choose a suitable person for me-blind date."

Stark covered his eyes, but Steve said: "Are you referring to social activities? This is also normal. For young people with a narrow social circle, social activities are a good way to get to know the opposite sex. Peggy and I met in a military social event."

"No, it's not the kind of party where a group of people sit together to drink, chat and play games. It's even older than that." Loki shook his head.

"Is it one-on-one? That's a bit awkward." Although Stark said this, his expression was obviously gloating. He raised his tone a little and said, "You must have used your sharp words and clever mind to make every blind date retreat?"

But who knew that Loki shook his head again, stretched out two fingers and pinched them together and said, "It needs to be a little bit older."

Now, the two people sitting on the sofa didn't know what Loki meant. Loki sighed deeply and said.

"It's simple - I'll find a place to hide, and whoever can defeat the other hunters and find me will win."