thefictionvixens Chapter 35: Went to pull out someone else's breathing tube
Chapter 35: Went to pull out someone else's breathing tube
What is Oz's superpower?
"Stealing someone else's fries?"
"What kind of superpower is that?!"
Peter scratched his head and laughed, "To be honest, he always talks about stealing other people's fries, but I've never seen him do it."
Recalling Oz's sharp tongue, Gwen couldn't help but chuckle. "So how did you come to know this raven?"
Peter and Gwen snuggled together as they strolled along the forest path. This time alone with her was very pleasant for him, as if all his worries had disappeared.
Hearing Gwen's words, he replied, "He showed up the very night Uncle Ben left."
"...I'm sorry." Gwen didn't expect the topic to bring up her beloved's wounds again, and she felt a little guilty.
"It's fine."
Peter squeezed Gwen's soft little hand and led the girl to a bench on the forest path.
As soon as he sat down, he let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to relax after walking for too long, or as if he had been releasing a lot of pent-up frustration.
Seeing this, Gwen grasped Peter's hand in return, squeezing it gently as he had done before, and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"fine......"
"Peter, your eyes don't lie."
"..."
Peter chuckled awkwardly.
Gwen laughed along and pressed, "Please, Mr. Spider-Man, tell me!"
"Okay, okay."
Peter composed himself for a moment and finally decided to talk to Gwen about what Connors had said that afternoon.
"I had a conversation with Dr. Connors this afternoon."
"uh-huh?"
"He advised me to stop being Spider-Man."
"That's awesome...uh, no, I mean why?"
Peter looked at her with a shocked expression. He had heard Gwen's first sentence clearly!
"You don't want me to be Spider-Man?"
"What—nothing!" Gwen shut up immediately, realizing she really needed to change her blunt personality!
"How can you say that too!"
"Peter..."
Peter was suddenly annoyed. It was one thing for Connors to advise him not to be Spider-Man, but Oz... well, let's not even talk about Oz. The key point is that even Gwen now wants him to quit!
Does that mean others think it's wrong for me to become Spider-Man?!
"Peter, listen to me."
Gwen turned Peter's slightly sullen face back down. Judging from his boyish behavior, Gwen had a rough idea of what was going on.
Peter had probably heard too many people tell him to stop being Spider-Man, and as the one listening to their pleas, she felt she had to offer at least a little support, even though she also wanted Peter to stay away from danger.
"I'm sorry, Gwen, I didn't mean to be angry with you. I just feel like everyone's been telling me not to be Spider-Man—"
Peter couldn't finish his sentence.
The soft touch left my lips.
Gwen asked, "Can you shut up now?"
Peter: "..."
Gwen stroked Peter's face and said softly, "As far back as I can remember, every morning, my father would put on his police uniform, wear his badge on his chest, and have his gun at his waist before leaving home... every single day, without exception."
"I don't even know if he will suddenly not be able to come back one night during these days."
"I think I'm the only one who can understand why they would advise you to stop being Spider-Man."
"But what should I do? Tell my father, 'Hey, Dad, quit being a cop. I just want you to be a good father.' My father would say, 'Honey, it's my duty.'"
"The same applies to you, Peter."
Gwen stared into Peter's captivating brown eyes and said:
"You chose to become Spider-Man because of... Uncle Ben's departure, not only for him, but also for the responsibility in your heart."
"I wish you wouldn't become Spider-Man, at least then I wouldn't have to worry about you getting hurt, but I can't do that."
"Your choices and actions determine what kind of person you will become. You can't convince yourself of this by outsiders."
"Gwen..." Peter was about to open his mouth when a slender white finger was placed in front of his lips.
"I still have the same request," Gwen said. "Promise me you'll protect yourself."
These words pleased Peter greatly, leaving him momentarily speechless. He could only utter a slow and extremely gentle reply.
"Gwen..."
He brushed the fingers out of his mouth, and for a moment, he really wanted to kiss the girl in front of him hard!
Unfortunately, because there was such a moment, this moment probably won't come true today.
"Pfft——————"
The sound of someone blowing their nose exploded in their ears, completely destroying the romantic and intimate atmosphere that had been created.
"This is so touching. I wish this moment could last forever, instead of the psychological damage that V6 has inflicted on me that I still can't shake off. Fuck you, Paul, I really want to hunt you down across the universe..."
Oz held a white tissue and wiped away non-existent tears near his red eyes—tears known as crow's tears.
Peter and Gwen: "..."
The young couple couldn't understand what the dead crow was saying at all, but its sudden appearance made them quite reserved.
Gwen grabbed Oz and said fiercely:
"Next time you show up like that again, I'll pluck all the feathers off your body!"
Oz stared wide-eyed at his innocent, scarlet eyes.
Okay, I know the word "innocent" doesn't really fit with his glaring red eyes, but you know he thinks he's innocent.
"That won't do. Forcing growth is a bad thing for you. Besides, thank you for your kindness, but I'll shed my own fur."
Gwen had no idea what Oz was talking about. She tapped her head with her other hand and asked:
"I'm really curious about what's going on in your little brain!"
"Uh... French fries?" Oz thought for a second before replying.
"......well!"
Gwen sighed resignedly, released her grip on Oz's neck, then covered her face with her hands, leaned back in her seat, and let out a long sigh.
Oz's neck finally got some fresh air.
He coughed as he spoke, "Cough cough cough—Parker, give me some spider-like upside-down kisses, I can't breathe!"
"Shut up!" Gwen screamed from the side.
Peter was amused by the scene, and his gloomy mood for the day was swept away, not only by Gwen's careful advice but also by Oz... wait, he didn't seem to have done anything, did he?
So Peter asked curiously, "Where did you go? Did you really go to the docks to steal someone's fries?"
"Well, I didn't actually steal anyone's fries today."
Oz returned to his normal posture and shook his body.
"Where did you go?"
"He went to remove someone else's breathing tube."
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