Chapter 25 Prelude to the Party
Chapter 25 Prelude to the Party
It started when Alfred woke Bruce out of bed at seven o'clock in the morning with a cup of coffee.
Bruce sat stiffly and still with his back against the back of the bed, staring out of focus at Alfred who woke him up. Alfred pressed the remote control, and the curtains opened automatically. The sky in Gotham was gloomy, but yes Still pretty glaring for a nocturnal creature, Bruce closed his eyes and tipped his head back.
I live but seem dead.
Alfred pinched the side of the cup on the plate of the small coffee table with a little pity, and passed the handle to Bruce. Bruce opened his eyes, stared at the mug in Alfred's hand, and sniffed it. Seeing the strong aroma of coffee emanating from the cup, he paused for about ten seconds before reaching out to take it.
As if in slow motion, Bruce finished his cup of coffee and let out a nasal "huh?" inquiry.
Why did you wake me up so early?
Alfred said in a rather emotional tone: "Mr. Stark has woken up and finished his breakfast. Mr. Stark said..."
Alfred imitated Tony's tone and said: "This Wayne fell asleep earlier than me, and he hasn't woken up yet. Did he wake up in the middle of the night and go out for a while?"
Alfred said to Bruce's focused eyes: "Master Bruce, Mr. Stark is a smart man, he has no other ideas now, but you haven't shown your flaws in front of him yet."
Bruce looked back at Alfred, and handed the mug to Alfred. He rubbed his face with his hands, stood up slowly with his hands on the edge of the bed, and walked to the bathroom with his slippers on.
Drowsy, but still awake, Bruce put his hand on the marble edge of the sink, shaved off his stubble, washed off the foam on his cheeks, walked out of the bathroom, and put on Al Fred folded the laundry piled beside the bed.
Bruce only walked to the door of the bedroom, and heard Little Krypton's "Wooooowow" full of joy from the living room. With his hands in his pockets, Bruce saw Tony sitting on the floor in the living room without any image, looking at Bai. The big fluffy dog stretched out his right hand, and said very seriously: "Hand in hand."
Xiao Krypton raised his front paw obediently, and stuffed his fat, fluffy paw into Tony's hand. His black jewel-like eyes were focused on the beef cubes that Tony was pinching in his left hand. Tony held the dog's furry With his paw, he stuffed the beef cubes into the dog's mouth, and the dog slammed his mouth, swallowing the fragrant beef cubes.
Bruce walked in the direction of one person and one dog. He listened to Tony continue to give instructions: "Foot feet."
Krypton, who was squatting on the ground, stood up, turned around, kicked his hind legs and stuffed his hind paws into Tony's hand. Tony said in surprise: "Good dog, good dog, how smart are you!" Tony squeezed the dog Still fluffy back feet swayed, Xiao Krypton turned his head, twisted his body in a very soft posture, and moved his head closer to Tony's hand holding the beef cubes.
Bruce looked at the picture, and Tony thought he was playing with the dog, but the dog actually thought he was an automatic beef dicing machine.
Little Krypton was holding beef cubes in his mouth. He heard footsteps coming from the master bedroom. Its ears perked up. It turned around and saw Bruce walking this way. A big lump of fluff quickly pulled its foot out of Tony's hand. He yelled "Wow" twice happily, and ran towards Bruce happily, bouncing around and touching Bruce's hand with the dog's head.
Bruce stopped, rubbed the dog's head, and said, "Good dog, let's go have a snack."
Little Krypton shook his tail, and after saying good morning, he turned his head and ran back to Tony, sat opposite Tony, and swept Tony's hand on his lap with his duster-like tail very cutely, Arched Tony's hand holding the dog treat with his wet nose.
After witnessing the above scene, Tony couldn't help looking at Bruce: "Why do I feel that it's playing with me?" What made Tony even more frustrated was that when Bruce walked by his side, Tony saw from Bruce's steel-blue eyes I saw a sentence——
Did you just find out?
Little Krypton pursed his pricked ears, bent down obediently, and put his head under Tony's hand. His round eyes could be focused on Tony, and he stuck out his tongue and licked Tony's cheeks very cutely. palm.
Who doesn't like such a cute, smart and well-behaved dog?
Even as its automatic dog food machine is also willing!
Bruce looked down at the scheming that Superman kept in his home, and said nothing.His dog is just too cute, even if everyone sees through the nature of this rather humane scheming dog, why don't they still love it as obedient as it looks on the surface.
This dog is a dog with superpowers very similar to Superman.The dog is so well-behaved, probably because it had an unpleasant past with the now super-loved Bruce father.
Just because Bruce trusts Superman doesn't mean he'll easily trust a dog who just came from the same place as Superman.
Too sensible, Bruce's father sometimes softens his heart.
"Oh, what a dog, what a dog, Little Krypton is so cute!" Tony stretched out his hand, and hugged the big lump of fur into his arms. The head of the little Krypton dog rested on Tony's shoulder. Krypton dog's fur is tougher than ordinary dogs A little, but it feels very good when you roll it up.
Xiao Krypton whimpered and acted like a baby in Tony's arms.
Bruce sat down at the table in the restaurant, and he called politely and distantly: "Mr. Stark..."
"Call me Tony," Tony said subconsciously, "Bruce...?"
Tony was sitting on the carpet, hugging a group of fluffy and grunting dogs. He felt that his aura was a lot weaker——Tony looked at Bruce after sobering up, and he had to admit that the Gotham in front of him The famous playboy has a quiet temperament revealed from his bones, mixed with his unrestrained style, and mixed into a free and easy attitude.
The media in Gotham always like to use exaggerated derogatory terms such as arrogant and stupid to describe this person, but Tony feels that this person is actually a smart person except for his similar life style—it’s just that this person is too lazy to use his The mind does things that take a lot of effort.
Tony thought it was fitting that Bruce would be his friend to entertain with.
Tony let go of the big hairy lump around him. Tony stood up, patted his chest and back, and walked towards the dining chair opposite Bruce. Seeing Tony let go of his hand, the furry stood up, and Xiao Krypton followed Tony step by step. Behind him, Tony sat on the dining chair, and Xiao Krypton squatted beside Tony, putting the dog's head on Tony's lap.
Little Krypton is a smart dog. It can tell how genuine the kindness of others is towards him. Tony likes him from the bottom of his heart—he is a good person.
Tony, who didn't know that the dog had sent him a good person card, put his hand on the little krypton's head, stroked the hair gently, and said in his mouth, Tony was a little confused, he didn't know where to start, and organized a Knowing how to speak, Bruce ate his breakfast slowly, until he finished eating the fried black blood sausage, which was burnt on the outside and crispy on the inside, Tony said: "I heard Clark said that you are his good friend..."
Bruce nodded.
"I prepared a party for him, according to his style," Tony said, "It's just that I don't know his preferences, such as what food he likes, what wine he likes to drink, and what kind of dessert to prepare for him."
Bruce put down the fork in his hand, and he replied: "Clark doesn't have any special preferences in food, drinking, and desserts. As long as you prepare them carefully, he will like them." Bruce paused, and said: "I care more, Are you talking about Clark's style...what kind of style?"
Tony blinked, "Girls, pool party, hot girls." He reacted quickly, and with a surprised look on his face, he said, "Did he...?"
Bruce put his hands on his forehead, showing a helpless expression.
Alfred came out of the kitchen, walked up to Bruce, and took away Bruce's tableware.
"Although Clark is very pleasing to girls, although he often dates girls," these words are all false, Bruce said: "But he actually prefers the kind of love that is consistent to the end. Every serious relationship is more serious."
Tony looked back at Bruce with a "are you serious?" look.
Alfred said from the side: "Mr. Kent has such a reputation today, mainly due to being implicated by the master."
Bruce shrugged and didn't deny it-Superman often used girls as an excuse is also the main reason, but this reason cannot be said.Bruce added: "The tabloid media also deserve credit."
Tony asked curiously, "Didn't he try to clarify?"
"He tried," Bruce said with a smile, "but he gave up in the end, and he was a bit self-defeating." Tony couldn't help but giggled.
Alfred walked away with the tray.
"So, girls are still needed, at least give us two some fun," Tony said, touching his chin with one hand and the dog with the other, "Then I'll invite some business people from the metropolis to change the party into a serious one." business gathering..." Tony paused, "Except for Lex Luthor, I don't like him."
Bruce said lazily, "I don't like him, Tony."
"Really?" Tony stroked two dogs, seemingly unintentionally asked, "Why?"
"Why?" Bruce said lazily, he said slowly: "If you have to say it, you are all smart and arrogant people. You are so arrogant that it is natural and wanton indulgence, but unlike you, Luther is in his His arrogance is overlaid with a humility that could not be more false."
Tony listened to Bruce's words, and his view of Bruce changed a little. No wonder Clark introduced this man as a close friend. This man has the ability to see the truth.
"Then don't invite him." Tony said pretentiously.
Without Clark's knowledge, the person he wanted to get close to tentatively was excluded from the banquet invitation list with just a few words.
Tony asked again, "When are we leaving?"
"It's fine now, can you drive? If it were me, I'd be afraid to break through the railing of the Gotham-Metropolis Bridge and rush into the sea." Bruce propped his chin with his hand, he couldn't help yawning, and said: "For God's sake, Tony, I wouldn't be waking up at this hour if it weren't for you."
Tony, kind of likes this dude now - a very nice friend.
"Have a good time, Master Bruce," Alfred came over carrying a silver plate with a purse on it, "Are you planning to go to the Metropolis for a few days? Can I spend a short How about a five-day holiday?"
"Okay, Alfred." Bruce replied, he should also relax the old housekeeper who has been worried about him.
Bruce stood up from the dining chair and said, "Little Krypton," Gouzi's ears pricked up, "Go get your leash." Little Krypton ran towards the entrance excitedly, Tony looked at Bai Rongrong The big tuo straightened up very nimbly, stretched out its paws and pulled off the leash, and then picked up its leash with a whimper.
Tony noticed that there was a string of words "Vicious dog, don't touch" printed on Xiao Krypton's leash. Tony pointed to the word and asked, "You did this?"
"Clark made it," Bruce replied, "He also made a series of small krypton peripherals, such as blankets, small pillows, and mugs. If you like it, ask him for it."
Tony put his hand on the dog's head and asked, "Whose dog is Little Krypton?"
"If the person responsible for cooking, walking, grooming, and bathing for Xiao Krypton is the real owner of Xiao Krypton," Alfred smiled slightly, and the housekeeper said: "Then, Xiao Krypton is my dog."
Xiao Krypton, a scheming dog with fluffy white hair, was very clever and gave a loud "bark" at the right time.
Tony squatted down, put the big white furry on the leash, and led the dog to go out. He asked, "Mr. Pennyworth, have you prepared any clothes for Bruce?"
"No need to prepare, Mr. Stark," Alfred said, "Mr. Kent's apartment has the master's clothes and personal items..."
"Don't you tell me that there is another guest room that belongs to you?!" Tony said angrily, "I want it too!"
Bruce put his arms around Tony's shoulders and said, "Then you have to let him renovate his study, or buy another house." The three-bedroom, two-living apartment except for a study has no extra guest rooms.
"Huh?" Tony asked suspiciously, "Aren't you talking about the villa on the outskirts of his city?"
"He doesn't usually live there, Tony," Bruce continued. "He's kind of creepy living in such a big house by himself, and he likes to watch horror movies in private. Think about it..."
The two went downstairs, Bruce sat in the back seat, Gouzi consciously moved himself into the middle of the three-seater, Tony sat on the other side of the back seat, and Tony's bodyguard, Happy, drove.
At this moment, Bruce felt drowsy, and before going to bed, he casually checked the Metropolis news on his mobile phone, and the one on the social news homepage was the body throwing case that happened in the Metropolis City View River last night.Bruce pulled the dog sitting in the middle towards him a little bit, leaned on the limp and warm dog, and said, "Let's go directly to the Metropolitan Branch of the FBI."
Upon hearing this, Happy turned around and asked, "Why, Mr. Wayne?"
The dog changed into a comfortable position by itself and let the person hold it. Bruce leaned on the dog's fragrant and white body, and fell asleep.
Tony explained: "Clark's main job is the coroner of the Metropolitan FBI branch. I guess something happened." Tony also did some research on Clark's experience in private. He couldn't help but said: "Speaking of it, Clark There's something idealistic about it."
Two hours later, Tony's bodyguard, Happy, drove the two of them and the dog to the parking lot of the FBI station.
Clark and Tony walked to the SUV in the open-air parking lot, and saw Bruce sitting in the back seat and sleeping soundly with his dog in his arms. The big white dog was quietly leaning against his father Bruce, and was quietly accompanying his father Bruce. .Seeing Clark's arrival, he grinned excitedly and showed a smile-like expression, his tail swung, but he didn't make a sound.
"Wayne's dog is really smart," Tony said in a low voice, "By the way, I want a full set of Krypton's peripherals!"
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