The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 48: Invitation (1/2)

Whatever happens next in the George Baker affair is no longer of concern to the Mike.

By now, the family had returned home, and even made dinner before nightfall.

Very hearty, all three children love to eat.

But Charles and Eric both watched tearfully as Mike and Clark ate, while the two of them, only a bowl of white rice, with the constant secretion of saliva.

Dad, youre so cruel!

Charles whispered in protest, his eyes turning back and forth with Mikes ever-moving chopsticks.

Heh

Mike swallowed the food in his mouth and said, Didnt you guys think, before you sneaked away, that it was cruel to make me worry too?

Ah

A crispy nugget of fried chicken made a moving sound in Mikes mouth.

Charles looked at the chicken nugget, ate the rice in a dull, pained way, and said, Dad, I was wrong!

Mike looked over at Eric, picked up the other mans favourite braised eggplant, shook it back and forth, blew on his mouth, and put it in Clarks bowl.

Pop!

Eric pressed his chopsticks on the table, stood up violently in his chair, and said angrily, Dad, youre being a bully!

Bully? Mike smiled faintly and said, I ran around for 10,000 miles

Dad, there are no miles.

Clark couldnt resist correcting.

Mike glared at Clark and said, Shut up!

Because of you guys, Im running around for miles, and youre the bullies!

Eric shook his head, I dont care, I dont care, youre bullying me right now, and Im going to fight back!

Resist? Mike sneered and said, Then dont eat the rice either.

Dad, I was wrong!

Eric pressed his rumbling stomach and decided to put up with the humiliation first.

Mike nodded in satisfaction and ended the dinner with an envious gaze.

At the end of dinner, looking at the table of leftovers, Clark volunteered to wash the dishes.

Mike agreed, did not point out the other partys small mind, turned around and went back to the room.

Clark waved at his two brothers and pointed to the dishes on the table.

Eric and Charles gave a low whistle and began to sweep.

Eating a delicious dinner, the two of them burst into tears.

Shh! Clark made a gesture and said to the two men, Keep your voice down and eat quickly!

The two nodded frantically.

In their own room to create a skill deck, estimated Clark fed the two little ones, the bowl also cleaned up almost after, walked out of the room.

Swept the two Charles watching cartoons, Mike walked into the kitchen and clung to the door frame.

Clark, come out here with me for a minute.

Clark wiped his hands and turned back, saying, Coming!

Mike reached out and compared Clarks height: I didnt realize how tall youve grown ah, time flies.

Dad

Come with me.

Mike took Clarks shoulders like a hug and the two walked outside.

Pulling open the basement door, Mike reached down and fumbled with it, turning the light on before rolling up a blanket laid on the floor and pulling a piece of the floor away to reveal the spaceship hidden underground by Mike.

This is the airship you came in.

Clark looked at the airship, jumped into the pit and then circled around the airship with a surprisingly calm face, then leapt out of the pit and suddenly hugged Mike, saying, Dad, its good to meet you.

If he had met someone other than Mike, it would be a question of whether he would be alive and free now.

Mike rubbed the short, silky black hair, took out the key with the S logo and handed it to Clark, saying, This is the key from the ship, you might find it useful.

Clark reached down and touched it, saying, You keep it for me, and give it to me later.

Dad, where am I from? Why am I on Earth? And where are they?

His voice was low and his mood seemed very low.

Mike hugged Clark, looked at the boy with heartache, and said, Were right here.