The TV in the center of the living room was turned on again after many years.
Reggie is sitting on the carpet, playing with a gray game controller.
He stared at the familiar Street Fighter selection interface on the screen, and bumped his shoulder against Tommy, who was leaning on the sofa and distracted.
"Hey, want two?"
Reggie raised his chin, his eyes full of eagerness, and he said provocatively,
"We haven't sat together and played this game for several years. I want to see how powerful Akihabara, recognized as the world's number one gaming genius, is, and whether he is living up to his reputation."
Tommy withdrew his distant gaze, turned his head and glanced at Reggie, not even intending to take the handle.
"Fight with you?"
Tommy blew out a bubble, sucked it back with a pop, "I'll give you ten fingers."
Reggie looked suspicious.
"Give me ten fingers? Then what button do you use? Telekinesis? That's called cheating!"
"With your feet."
Tommy spat out two words expressionlessly.
Reggie opened his mouth.
A deep feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged into my heart.
He sighed, and his whole body collapsed like a deflated rubber ball, feeling that all the malice in the world was kissing his face.
"Okay, I'll be honest with you."
Reggie gritted his teeth, "With your feet, right? If you lose, you will wash my socks for a month!"
The sound of the battle starting echoed in the living room.
Reggie immediately entered the state.
His fingers turned into a blurry afterimage on the plastic keys.
Although Supersonic was not used, the burst of hand speed was still astonishing, and the handle clicked when pressed.
In contrast, Tommy.
He leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa with his hands in his pockets.
Sonic Boom.
Overhead kick.
Reggie's combos were interrupted again and again, and his health bar dropped rapidly.
Less than a minute.
A big "K. O" popped up in the center of the screen.
Reggie looked at his character lying on the ground, the corners of his eyes twitching crazily.
"No more playing!"
Reggie threw the handle on the carpet angrily, covered his face and fell on the sofa, pretending to be dead.
"Concession."
"Ah ah ah, you are so pretentious!"
Not far from the TV, Annie and Kevin are sitting side by side.
The two of them looked at Reggie's deflated look and couldn't help laughing.
Listening to these familiar bickering sounds, time seemed to go back to that carefree afternoon ten years ago.
"I have seen all your paintings."
Kevin turned his head with envy on his face,
"You really get better as you draw."
"Thank you, Kevin."
Annie has curved eyebrows and a bright smile that is a little dazzling.
She straightened her skirt and said softly,
"I also saw you on TV. You ran into the sea to rescue stranded whales and helped them clean up their barnacles. You were very professional."
Hearing Annie's compliment, Kevin scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
The two chatted about their experiences around the world over the years, and the atmosphere was gentle and relaxed.
Suddenly, Annie seemed to remember something.
Her eyes swept around Kevin, then looked at the coffee table and the shelf next to it.
"By the way, where is Charlie?"
Annie asked in confusion, "Why didn't I see your glass kettle? Did you leave it at Australia?"
"No, Charlie has been following me."
Then, under Annie's gaze, Kevin put his hand into his pocket.
He fumbled around twice, and then took out a Goldfish.
Charlie lies in the palm of Kevin, without water or bubbles.
It patted its tail twice, opened and closed its mouth, and stared directly at Annie with its round fish eyes.
Annie's mouth was slightly open, and his whole body was petrified.
"???"
She looked at the dry Goldfish in Kevin's hands with questions on her face, and then looked at Kevin's honest face.
"Have you turned against your brother?!"
"No no no! Annie You misunderstood!"
Kevin quickly waved his hands and explained again and again,
"Charlie has evolved a long time ago, and it can now breathe on land."
Kevin bumped Goldfish in his hand to prove that it was alive and kicking.
"Awesome."
Buddy heard the noise here and licked the dog's mouth. It was hard to imagine that the dog would have such a mean smile on its face.
"I'm curious if it can breathe in stomach acid?"
Kevin held Charlie in front of his chest, "Mud Elbow!"
"I'm also curious about something."
Annie looked at Buddy with a smile.
"What's the matter?"
Buddy raised his eyelids warily.
"Can a dog's stomach hold a ten-meter-long fish?"
Buddy hummed softly and closed his eyes.
Play dead.
Big Golden Retriever Quan Dang was suddenly deaf and did not hear this taunt at all.
John was sitting on the sofa, looking here and there, and couldn't get enough of it.
He seemed to be back to that carefree afternoon ten years ago.
At that time, everyone was like this, sitting on the sofa in the living room, noisy, bickering and fighting, waiting for the food to be served in the kitchen.
Time seems to be frozen in this house. No matter how the outside world changes, this home has not changed at all.
"Let's eat!"
Accompanied by a familiar greeting.
The noise in the living room instantly pressed the pause button.
The handles of Reggie and Tommy fell on the carpet. Annie and Kevin turned their heads at the same time, and Buddy immediately pricked up their ears.
Everyone's eyes crossed the island and focused on the man wearing an apron.
Lynn walked out of the kitchen carrying a steaming casserole.
"Wow!"
With a cheer, Reggie turned into a blue afterimage and instantly appeared at the dining table.
Tommy didn't even put on his shoes, so he used Telekinesis to pull out a chair for himself.
Annie held up the hem of her skirt and Kevin protected the fish in her pocket, striding towards the restaurant.
Buddy crawled from the carpet to the dining table.
Lynn Place the casserole in the center of the wooden table and lift the lid.
The rich aroma of beef brisket stewed with tomatoes completely exploded in the air.
John stood up, walked to his own place and sat down.
Looking at the table full of steaming food and the excited faces around him, he picked up the knife and fork at hand.
No one was polite, and no one followed any dining etiquette.
Lynn They have missed the taste of delicious food for ten years.
Now, the meal was finally served hot again.
The wind blew yellow sand all over the sky and hit the uniform, making a fine rustling sound.
Deadpool stepped on the sand with one foot deep and one foot shallow, feeling extremely irritable.
"Where is this shitty place?"
While muttering, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his hand twice with great displeasure.
Stab.
He scratched off a layer of dry, bloodshot skin, revealing the bright red flesh underneath.
There is radiation in this place.
The kind that explodes.
If an ordinary person were to come here, even if they were wearing protective clothing, they would turn into mud within half an hour.
That is, Deadpool, that perverted Healing Factor, can resist in this kind of environment.
The radiation caused his skin to erode continuously, and the self-healing ability forced the growth of new granulations. The two were in tension, and the painful and itchy feeling was simply crazy.
He flicked the piece of dead skin away, flicked his wrist, and continued walking forward.
Look further away.
Deadpool is in the center of a dead desert.
Looking around, there is not even a dry weed to be found, only rolling sand dunes.
Between the yellow sand, twisted steel bars and blackened bricks and tiles can be seen everywhere.
Some of the sand was even directly glazed by the terrifying high temperatures and turned into pieces of crystal.
Deadpool walked to a slightly higher sand dune and stopped.
My toe kicked something hard.
He looked down and saw that there was only half of the metal sign left, most of it buried in the sand.
Deadpool bent down, grabbed a corner of the sign, and pulled it up hard.
There was a crash and the sand dispersed.
The signboard has long been damaged by wind and sand, but the remaining writing on it can still be faintly discerned.
Deadpool Rub the dust off and squint your eyes to read closely.
"Manhattan is the most awesome bar..."