The Father of American Comics Superheroes

It was another sunny and bright day.

Gwen ate the hotel breakfast and muttered, “I want to eat Daddy’s cooking.”

Mike couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Being able to tether a few kids’ stomachs with food was something he could do, and it was simply more fun than taking out a hundred Dickon Firths.

“When we get home, I’ll make it for you.”

“Mmm.”

Gwen nodded good-naturedly and said, “Daddy, where are we going today?”

“We’ll decide later when Aunt Raven gets back.”

“Aunt Raven?” Gwen said with surprise, “Is she going to go play with us?”

“She’s done with her work and has time to spend with us.” “Great!”

Gwen jumped up happily, and without paying attention, the breakfast she was chewing in her mouth spurted out.

“Ah!”

Gwen screamed miserably and hurriedly covered her mouth.

“Hey!”

The little guy giggled, the spewed food crumbs all picked up into the hands and thrown into the trash.

Mike watched and couldn’t help but laugh.

Duk Duk!

There was a knock on the door.

“It must be Aunt Raven!”

Gwen shouted happily.

Mike got up, pointing to the scattered food scraps on the table, said, “You clean up, I’ll get the door!”

Gwen nodded and looked at the table like a scan, picking up all the crumbs one by one.

Open the door, Mike looked at the familiar figure, revealing a smile.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin, hot body.

It was what Raven would have looked like.

“Mike!”

Raven whispered, directly hugged Mike’s neck, sent a touch of a kiss before walking in with Mike’s arms around her.

She was in a good mood.

Because of the over-achievement of the task, she got a good amount of commission.

The important thing was that there was still a place to stay with Mike for the next few days.

Just thinking about it made Raven’s mood incredibly beautiful.

“Gwen!”

Raven smiled and waved her hand at Gwen.

Hearing the familiar voice, Gwen hurriedly threw the scraps in her hand into the trash can and turned her head with a smile.

The smile froze: “Who are you?”

Seeing the strange woman and Mike being intimate, Gwen looked at Mike strangely.

Who are you?

Mike was stunned, turned his head to look at Raven, afraid of tapping his forehead and said, “Raven, why are you looking like this?”

The day he met with Gwen, Raven used her ability and was a different look.

Raven reacted and looked at a puzzled Gwen, but hesitated.

Noticing Raven’s expression, Mike murmured and said, “Wait a minute.”

Mike took Gwen’s hand and walked into his bedroom.

About Raven, he needs to talk to Gwen first, so that Gwen can be mentally prepared.

Gwen and Clark are not the same, she is just an ordinary person.

Clark and the others were able to accept it quickly because they themselves were extraordinary, and after knowing Raven’s mutant status and seeing Raven’s abilities, knowing that everyone was ‘one of a kind’, instead of being distant, they would be closer.

But Gwen……

After Mike told Gwen about Raven, Gwen immediately rushed out of the room and hugged Raven, saying, “Aunt Raven! Hurry! Change for me!”

Raven looked down at Gwen.

In her large, bright eyes, there was not a trace of fear or dislike, but instead was filled with excitement and thrill.

Her heart seemed to be touched by Gwen’s eyes, and there was endless movement in her heart.

This is also a good girl, Mike’s children, she really likes them so much.

She squatted down and gently hugged Gwen, saying tenderly, “Thank you, Gwen.”

Gwen really wanted to speak, but found that her Aunt Raven had changed her appearance.

“Dad, Dad!”

She looked stupidly at ‘Mike’ who was hugging her, and then at Mike standing in the bedroom doorway, and couldn’t help but cheer, “That’s great! Two daddies!”

Raven smiled and changed her appearance again.

Instantly, Gwen got even more excited.

“One more!”

Gwen’s eyes shone brightly.

“Gwen.” Mike came over and looked at Raven who changed her appearance again and helplessly said, “Don’t spoil her too much.”

Giving Gwen’s head a light pat, he said, “That’s so rude.”

“Oh.”

Gwen nodded her head obediently.

Raven glared at Mike, picked up Gwen, and said, “I’m happy to.”

With that, she kissed Gwen’s little face.

Gwen giggled, made a face at Mike, then at an angle Raven didn’t see, pointed at Mike and gave a thumbs up to Raven.

Mike froze.

Where did the little girl learn all this stuff?

Mike rolled his eyes and made a scratching motion to Gwen with his teeth bared.

Gwen scowled and stuck her tongue out at Mike.

Raven seemed to notice the father and daughter’s small movements, turned her head and said suspiciously, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing!”

Father and daughter said in unison and laughed in silence at Raven’s sceptical look.

“Have you eaten breakfast?”

Mike hurriedly changed the subject.

Raven shook her head and said, “Don’t mind me, I don’t have an appetite and don’t want to eat.”

Last night, she was doused with blood, and now when she thinks about it, her stomach still rolls.

She looked at the father and daughter and said, “If you all have eaten breakfast, let’s set off.”

“Yo-hoo!”

Gwen leapt off of Raven and said, “Wait for me!”

She rushed to her room and put on her small backpack.

Everywhere she went, she kept detailed notes and scores.

“Where are we going?”

Raven waved her hand and said, “Follow me, our destination is Parrot Jungle!”

Gwen followed behind Raven and said, “Let’s go!”

One big and one small lined up and walked out of the room with neat steps.

Looking at the two, Mike smiled happily and hurriedly chased after them.

For the next four days, father and daughter, and Raven had a great time in Miami.

Before leaving, Mike asked Raven again and invited her to go to School X to become a teacher, but Raven still had concerns and just said she would think about it and parted ways with Mike.

“Ugh!”

Sitting on the plane back to New York, Gwen sighed, a small face shrugged, looked at Mike, and sighed heavily again.

Mike’s face darkened, pinched Gwen’s smiling face and said, “Well, your aunt has things to do, we’ll see each other again later.”

“Oh!” Gwen nodded, and said to Mike, “Dad, you need to get a grip.”

Mike laughed and scratched Gwen’s nose, squeezing it in passing.

“Ghostly cleaver.”

Gwen rubbed Mike’s hand and smiled happily.

The plane took off and Mike and Gwen left the city and headed for home.

Oh, yeah.

On the third day of the blood bath incident, Mike received the money transferred from Coleson and learned from Coleson about the news after the blood bath incident.

After an investigation, S.H.I.E.L.D. determined the veracity of Deacon Faith’s information, but as they prepared and arrived at their destination, they pounced.

The vampires had withdrawn and were once again in hiding.

In response, Mike shrugged, said ‘cheer up’ and hung up the phone.