Ding dong!
The doorbell rang. Clark glanced outside the door. As he walked towards the door, he shouted to Mike in the kitchen: "Dad! Uncle Hank is here, I'll open the door!"
"Wait a minute! I'll open the door myself!"
Mike put down the kitchen knife, asked Sol to help with the ingredients, and then strode to the door.
Seeing Mike's actions, Gwen, who was discussing lines with Loki, ran towards the door curiously.
Loki exhaled softly and threw away the two pieces of paper in his hand.
What's the point of rehearsing this?
Mike opened the door and looked at Hank Pym standing at the door, with a happy smile on his face.
"Hank!"
"Mike!"
The two hugged each other with smiles on their faces.
"I brought you a gift!"
Hank Pym lifted the box in his hand, and the smile on his face became brighter.
The box was packed very tightly and was even sealed in three layers of plastic.
Mike had some bad premonitions, but since it was a gift, he took it and handed it to Gwen.
"Where's Hope?"
Mike asked curiously.
Hank Pym pointed across the street.
I saw a tall woman with short hair, a very capable look, looking at them, covering her nose with her palms intentionally or unintentionally, but after seeing the three Mikes looking at her, she strode over.
It wasn't that she did it on purpose, it was because she disliked what her father was holding.
Although after packaging, there is no longer any smell, but whenever she thinks about it, her face becomes very ugly, and she can even cover her nose involuntarily.
These two people play with each other's hobbies. When will it end?
What she didn't understand was that her father was always the one who suffered the loss, so why did he still provoke him with enthusiasm every time?
Two old men with bad personalities.
Hope muttered inwardly.
"Uncle Mike!"
When Hope saw Mike, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He hugged Mike and asked in surprise: "Why are you getting younger and younger?"
"Because I am simple-minded and will not always think about harming others."
Hank Pym pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said quietly: "Are you talking about me?"
"Ah! I didn't. You must not take it for granted."
What is seat-matching?
The corners of Hank Pym's mouth twitched, and a cold look flashed in his eyes as he looked at Gwen, who was looking at the box curiously.
Don't rush me now, when you open the box, you will...hehe!
"Clark!"
Hope opened her arms to Clark, and the two hugged gently, then stretched out a finger to press Clark's chest muscle mischievously.
Clark's face turned red slightly and he said hurriedly: "Come in quickly."
"Haha!" Hope looked at Clark's expression and couldn't help but smile: "Still so shy."
Several people turned and walked home. After Mike and the other three walked into the house, Gwen, who was walking at the back, pulled Clark. After Clark bent down, she whispered: "This sister is not bad."
Clark: "..."
He gently pinched Gwen's face: "You don't have to worry about me!"
"snort!"
Gwen snorted softly, pushed Clark away slightly, and walked into the house first.
Clark touched his head and smiled helplessly.
Mike took Hank and the two to the living room, asked Clark to accompany them first, and then walked into the kitchen.
Gwen took the gift and quietly called Loki, and the two came to the dining table.
At this moment, Thor came out of the kitchen and said to Gwen and Loki: "Mike said, this thing cannot be opened."
"oh!"
Gwen nodded.
Loki also rolled his eyes, and after Thor went to the kitchen to help again, he immediately encouraged Gwen.
"You're not really going to stop driving, are you?"
"Yeah, dad said you can't open it."
"You are such an obedient child."
Loki's face was full of sarcasm. Seeing that Gwen was unmoved, he whispered: "Maybe it's full of sugar, and your father doesn't want you to eat it."
After finishing speaking, seeing the hesitation in Gwen's eyes, he continued: "Open it and see if there is anything missing."
Gwen bit her fingers, very confused.
sugar?
Sugar brought from far away?
I'll just take a look... just take a look.
She was persuaded by Loki and slowly stretched out her hand.
The corners of Loki's mouth curled up slightly, and he also leaned forward curiously.
Gwen removed the outer plastic packaging at an extremely fast speed.
Loki frowned.
It feels like...there's something wrong with the taste.
Why does it smell rotten and sour, like the sour smell of smelly socks that have been stored for decades?
Before he could figure it out, Gwen opened the box fiercely.
In an instant, a strong rotten and sour smell, like a cannonball, hit the faces of Gwen and Loki like a cannonball.
The two of them were blinded.
They can't feel the presence of their own heads.
Tears and snot came out unconsciously, and the originally expectant face instantly became distorted and terrifying.
The next second, the two people screamed in misery.
"Ah!"
"I'm dying!"
"My eyes!"
Hearing the two people's cries, Mike and Thor rushed out, and the three Clarks in the living room also rushed over.
Then, they saw an open box and two tearful faces.
Gwen said unconsciously: "Dad, I was wrong."
"Damn! There are always mortals who want to harm me! Damn mortals!"
Loki, in tears, broke through his defense again.
Mike quickly walked over, covered the box, and threw it into his dimensional pocket.
The source of the stench that was constantly emitting disappeared, and then a card appeared in Mike's hand and said to Clark: "Quick! Open the window!"
Clark dodged, disappeared, and pushed the window open.
The card's light spots dissipated, and strong winds appeared, blowing all the air out of the room.
After a few seconds, the strong wind gradually disappeared, and the stench in the room disappeared.
Mike breathed a sigh of relief.
He is living well now and doesn't want to move.
Mike held Gwen in his arms. Gwen kept shaking her head and muttering dully: "I won't eat sweets anymore, I won't eat sweets anymore..."
Mike was angry and funny.
Thor grabbed the jumping Loki and dragged him into the bathroom.
Looking at this tragic scene, Hank Pym felt a little embarrassed on his face, and said naa: "Well, this is a surprise I gave you, how can you let others open it?"
The corner of Mike's mouth twitched.
Clark couldn't help but asked: "What on earth is that?"
Hope pinched her nose and said: "Baked Icelandic Shark Herring Pie with blue cheese."
"hiss!"
Clark gasped.
Mike looked at the innocent-looking Hank Pym in fear and said, "You are so cruel!"
He had originally considered that the other party was old, so he didn't prepare anything excessive for the other party, but he didn't expect...
Hank Pym pushed up his glasses and said, "I made it myself. You must try it. Don't you dare...don't you dare."
Mike sneered.
Okay, you forced me to do this!
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