Marvel: Father of Superheroes

Support me and be 30 chapters ahead of webnovel:

patreon.com/Draco_

******

Inside a shabby, filthy house, dozens of children were squeezed together.

However, when Charles and his companions arrived and saw the scene before them, their mood became heavy.

Charles controlled Walker and removed the abilities from each child one by one.

Once the black roses faded from the children's bodies, they regained their freedom.

Afterward, Charles knocked out Walker again, using his powers to make all the children fall asleep.

He tossed the unconscious Walker into a corner of the room. The three of them made their way to a nearby spot, waiting until they saw the S.H.I.E.L.D. team Tony had contacted arrive to take the children and Walker away. Only then did Charles and Erik breathe a sigh of relief, flashing smiles of happiness.

Seeing their expressions, Tony couldn't help but smile, though his grin quickly disappeared when they looked at him. He lifted his chin slightly and said, "So, what's the verdict? Is it all taken care of?"

Charles and Erik nodded.

"Thank you, old man!"

"You're not so bad after all!"

Tony was momentarily stunned, then clicked his tongue lightly.

"Let's go, old man!"

"What?"

Tony furrowed his brow as he looked at them.

"Take us back to where we're staying," Erik said, eyeing Tony sideways. "You've got a car, so it's now ours."

"Hehe!" Charles looked up at Tony with a smile.

Tony was speechless.

Tonight, he was having the worst luck. Not only had his fun evening been ruined, but he had almost been taken out, and now he had to drive two kids home…

He took a deep breath and said, "I'll take you back, but you have to promise me one thing: stop calling me old man!"

"Okay, Grandpa!"

Tony: "..."

---

Over the next two days, Charles and Erik remained in good spirits. Even the familiar sights felt different, as if they were seeing them for the first time.

The spring trip ended, and they began their journey home.

When they arrived at their doorstep, they noticed a new car parked in front of the house.

"Hmm? A new car?"

"Did Dad buy a new one?"

They murmured to each other as they pressed the doorbell.

The door opened, and they greeted Mike with smiles, but quickly noticed he was glaring at them. A feeling of unease struck them, and they glanced past Mike into the living room. Seeing a familiar face sitting there, they exchanged a knowing look and said in unison, "Dad, I forgot something. I'm going to go back and get it."

With that, they turned to leave.

"Hah!"

Mike sneered, reaching out to press both of their heads down. "Get inside."

"Oh!"

The two obediently entered, glancing nervously at the person in the living room.

Mike pointed at the three people in the living room and said, "Say hello."

"Grandpa…"

"Wait!"

Mike stopped them, then pointed at Howard and his wife Maria. "Uncle, Aunt."

He certainly didn't want to be seen as a lower generation than this old man.

The two called them out politely, earning kind smiles in return.

Then, they turned to Tony, ready to speak, but Tony quickly interrupted, "Just call me by my name."

Mike nodded and said to Howard, "Give me a moment, I'll talk to them first."

Howard frowned and said, "Mike, don't be too hard on them. After all, they're doing good things."

Mike nodded, picking up their luggage and leading them upstairs.

"Bang!"

At the sound of the door closing, Tony grinned and said, "Old man, do you think they're going to get a beating?"

Howard shot Tony a glance. "I don't know if they'll get punished, but I definitely want to hit you."

Tony chuckled. "You wouldn't dare."

Maria Stark couldn't help but laugh. "You're exactly the same as you were when you were younger."

Howard looked at his wife in disbelief. "Was I really this much of a troublemaker when I was young?"

Maria thought for a moment and then nodded with certainty.

Tony: "Hahaha!"

Upstairs, Charles and Erik's Room.

They placed their luggage down.

Mike silently watched the two of them, and they instinctively lowered their heads.

"Dad, we were wrong."

Hearing no response from Mike, a feeling of unease spread through them.

"Look up."

Mike's voice was calm but firm.

They slowly raised their heads, their expressions filled with fear.

A look of concern appeared on Mike's face as he gently embraced them, speaking softly, "You did the right thing."

The two were stunned for a moment before their faces lit up with joy.

They had expected Mike to scold them severely.

Seeing their expressions, Mike's tone shifted, and he said, "But!"

The two of them shuddered, quickly wiping the victorious expressions off their faces.

Mike reached out and pinched their faces, his tone turning cold. "What if you had encountered danger? Why didn't you call me?"

Erik gathered some courage and said, "I thought we could handle it."

Charles nodded and added, "Yeah, I checked the kids' memories first. Once I knew what that guy could do, I went."

Mike crossed his arms, his voice still even. "And there were no unexpected situations?"

Both of them fell silent, recalling the woman who had appeared unexpectedly.

Mike pressed their heads down and said, "You were lucky this time, but what about next time?"

A hint of panic appeared on their faces.

"Before you try handling something on your own, you should think things through. Understand?"

"Mm."

"Alright." Mike bent down and gently embraced them again, saying, "You did well this time, but next time, be more careful. Got it?"

"Got it."

They breathed a sigh of relief.

Mike released them, giving them a wink. "Just a friendly reminder, when you erase someone's memory, don't forget to take care of the surveillance footage."

They froze for a moment.

Surveillance?

They hadn't seen any in the hotel room or the hallway…

It was in the hotel lobby!

A look of realization flashed in their eyes.

Mike clapped them both on the shoulder. "Don't forget to thank Uncle Howard later. He's already taken care of the surveillance footage for you."

Not only that, but Howard had also erased all traces of them from the incident.

They really needed to thank Howard for this.

If not for him, Mike would still be in the dark about what the two had done.

A little scolding was necessary, or who knew what trouble they'd get into next time.

The three of them headed downstairs together. Tony looked at Charles and Erik with a mischievous smile. When he saw that they didn't look like they had been scolded, his expression shifted into one of disappointment, and he huffed.

Charles and Erik shot Tony an annoyed glare, then turned to Howard and his wife to express their sincere thanks.

Howard smiled kindly at the two of them and then turned to Mike, who had taken a seat across from him. "There's something else I'd like to talk to you about, aside from this."

"Hm?" Mike tensed up. "Is it some kind of trouble?"

"Ha!" Howard laughed. "Of course not."

"Then speak."

"How old are you?"

Mike was momentarily stunned.

Why was he asking about his age? Was he trying to set him up with someone?

"Forty-two."

Howard smiled warmly. "Would you be interested in becoming Tony's godfather?"

(End of Chapter)