Snowflakes fluttered down on the rooftops, and the fires in the fireplaces of every house quietly lit up, like thousands of feathers falling on a dark and deep night, and the night sky was as clear as a wash.

It's Christmas.

Not only on the ground, but also in the massive motherships suspended in surface orbit, they are also infected with the cheering Christmas spirit - at least in the core base. From the training room to the lounge area to the central hall, every passage is lined with colorful neon lights, and Christmas trees are placed around all corners.

The Christmas tree in the hall is one of the most special, it is made of fir trees that have been specially brought back, and the trees are hung with decorations such as various ribbons and lanterns. Above the doorframe at the entrance is a small singing ball that spins and sings a Christmas carol whenever someone pushes the door in, while casting colorful lights on the hall floor.

It was Daisy's idea. Anyway, they don't look like they are in a hurry before the task is dispatched, and they are idle, so it's better for everyone to get together for a party or something at Christmas, and it also helps to enhance the emotional communication between team members.

The proposal was quickly approved by a majority vote, but whether it was intentional or not, everyone tacitly kept silent about reporting the party to the boss. Maybe it's because everyone knows that if the boss knows about their little plan, the party may not go through.

This is where Gwen's cobwebs come in handy when used as decorations, and Pietro has all the Christmas trees laid out in a minute. Scarlet Witch reluctantly used Chaos Magic to conjure a three-meter-tall spell Christmas tree on the side of the wall of the hall in the midst of everyone's uproar, the whole tree was made entirely of magic from head to toe, and the torso flowed like a translucent stream of red water, with lush branches and vivid details, like a finely carved artifact. The crowd applauded her when she was finished, and the little witch smiled embarrassedly.

Daisy, Wanda, Pietro, and Gwen play pillow fights on the couch - banning superpowers, of course, otherwise obviously no one wants to hit anyone. Detective Jessica Jones sits cross-legged at the bar as usual, sipping whiskey glass after glass. She sat on the right side of the bar, while a ninety veteran sat on the left. Both of them drank their own stuffy wine and did not agree with each other.

Eddie Bullock sat down between the two with a wine glass.

"Yo, good muscles." He shook his glass at the Winter Soldier first, "How did you exercise?" I've always wanted to build muscles like yours, but I haven't been able to do it......"

The Winter Soldier gave him an expressionless look, the standard "no one is in a good mood" type of eyes.

Well, in fact, he is not in a bad mood, he just wears this expression every day. Eddie swallowed back the second half of his words and smiled dryly: "Okay, maybe I'm still ...... Don't bother you anymore. ”

Then he turned around and turned to the pretty brunette female detective on his right.

"Stay away from me." The female detective took a big sip of wine and gave him an angry look, "I don't want to be eaten by someone carelessly." ”

"Hey! That's Venom, not me...... Besides, how long ago was that? Eddie protested.

Jessica didn't let go: "If you almost get eaten by something smelly and disgusting twice in a row, I promise you'll remember it for the rest of your life." ”

"But you know we were ...... Well, it doesn't matter. Eddie's ass moved a little closer, "I can't apologize, huh...... And Venom, I can apologize in his place. ”

"You can't apologize for me!" Venom protests.

"Yes, I can." Eddie made a sincere gesture, "Venom said he's sorry to get out of control before, he's in serious reflection, I hope you forgive him and give him a new life...... No, it's an opportunity to be a symbiote again. ”

“P！ Let me out and let me reason with her personally, you are so cowardly that we have no face to see anyone. Venom continued to protest.

Jessica raised an eyebrow, looked at him for a moment, then tilted her head and drank another glass of whiskey, chuckling, "Well, for your sake, I might be able to consider forgiving him reluctantly." But you still have to tell him that he's too ugly - even by parasite standards. ”

Venom continues to roar, but continues to be ignored. Eddie touched her empty cup, "I'll tell him about it." ”

Jessica refilled herself with a full glass of whiskey. Eddie stared at the gradually rising golden liquid in her cup, watched her raise her glass again, and couldn't help but say, "Anyway, you drink so much...... Is it really okay? ”

Jessica took another sip of half a glass and wiped her mouth: "I'm not as drunk as the average person. ”

"Hmm...... So you're planning to drink here all night until you're lying down? ”

"Or else? Do you have a better idea? ”

"Perhaps......" Eddie tentatively gestured to the couch behind him, "you might consider joining them?" ”

Jessica smiled lightly, "Forget it." It's a child's game, so I don't ......."

Syllable! The snow-white pillow crossed a long arc and slapped the female detective on the back of the head with a huge force.

“......”

Jessica bounced to her feet, pulled her chair away, grabbed the pillow with her backhand and threw it back the way she came. Gwen was the first to react quickly, her slender waist showed incredible resilience, her upper body leaned back ninety degrees, and the white flower pillow swept against the tip of her nose with strange force, slamming against the wall behind her.

Gwen let out a sigh of relief: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous......"

The female detective rolled up her sleeves and revealed her snow-white arms, and jumped out violently: "Who threw it just now?" ”

Eddie: "......"

The pillow fight became more and more intense, and the atmosphere in the hall was at its climax. Until Gwen moved swiftly to avoid the two pillows, and then skillfully and quickly grabbed a needle and shook his hand to fight back. The pillow swirled out with her full force, and Daisy, who was aimed, hurriedly dodged sideways, and the pillow flew straight to the door like a boomerang that broke through the air. The automatic door at the entrance to the hall slowly slid open, and the colored balls on the door frame began to sing their Christmas carols. Gwen's pupils contracted sharply, and she screamed in horror......

...... She saw the boss in a black trench coat appear in the doorway, and happened to be standing on the way to her pillow.

Michael tilted his head slightly, and the white pillow whizzed past him and flew into the aisle, locked out by the closed door.

The audience fell silent for a moment, except for the balls on top still babbling and singing carols.