In the apartments of the Bustek Building, the flames of the fireplace in the living room radiate warm heat, and the enduring "Friends" is played on the large-screen television, accompanied by funny and hilarious episodes, and the sound of canned laughter rings from time to time.

Jean leaned on the sofa with her legs bent, full of laziness, like a cat curled up and enjoying a leisurely time, lying in her own nest, not wanting to move at all.

"I said, you're really not going to come over and help?"

Wearing an apron and gloves, Sean is busy in the kitchen making the necessary turkey for the holiday and preparing other ingredients.

"I'm sorry, I've got a sick condition that makes me sick when I enter the kitchen, and I think you can handle it." Jean was lying on her side with a playful smile on her face, "By the way, don't forget my favorite cranberry moss jam and pumpkin pie...... What a Thanksgiving! ”

"Wow, what a great honor to be able to present a sumptuous meal to Lady Jean-Grey."

Sean shouted in an exaggerated way, mixing crumbled bread, onions, salt, and pepper, stuffing it into the turkey's belly, and sending it to the oven.

Today is the annual Thanksgiving Day, and the whole city is filled with the joy of family gatherings, but unfortunately Sean was not the case before this, Gwen and Betty have to stay at home and spend the holiday with their parents, and a certain little Lori who ran away is probably wandering around in an RV, Fantastic Four and Iron Man, they all have their own activities.

Miss Scarlett, who had an in-depth exchange not long ago, is said to be going back to Los Angeles to visit relatives, and she expressed a very regretful tone in the message text message on the phone.

Fortunately, the piano who did not accompany the professor for the holiday in Westchester came over, so that he got rid of the miserable end of being lonely at home.

"If you come over like this, the next time the professor will complain to me that I kidnapped his good student."

The young man pulls up a large red tablecloth and covers the table, lights a few flickering candles, and the plate is filled with baked bread, sweet potatoes and desserts, and the huge turkey sits in the oven with an enticing aroma.

"No, the professor may have guessed something, but he didn't say much, but Scott, the next time you go to school, you might have to be careful that he finds you to duel."

Jean said lazily, her eyes staring at the funny sitcom on TV, and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Wow, it looks like I'm going to have to be ready to watch out for Scott smashing his glove in my face at any moment." Sean shrugged.

He's had a rare quiet time lately, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is busy overseeing the construction and delivery of the Helicarrier, so the black director, who is wary of any stranger, doesn't have time to bother himself for the time being, perhaps because the other party has a deep belief in the professionalism of Agent Romanoff.

And Tony and Reed are fully engaged in the production of the Ultron program, and I wonder how S.H.I.E.L.D. will feel in the face of the artificial intelligence created by Iron Man and Mister Fantastic?

Maybe Nick Fury will want to strangle these two guys......

The gradual implementation of the mutant registration bill, with a Mr. Vice President waving the flag, Congress has successively introduced a number of effective policies to protect the rights and interests of these officially registered mutants, and under the virtuous circle, more mutants have been attracted to join the ranks.

Far away in Latvia, Viktor Doom, the other party's missionary process is getting smoother and smoother, after all, he is unwilling to join the Cult of Doom, and the local gangsters and old nobles who have converted to the name of Doctor Doom are almost dead.

This kind of missionary method, which is similar to "if you don't believe in God, I will send you to God", I have to say that the results are remarkable, and I believe that soon Latvia will establish a stable and powerful religious regime.

On Magneto's side, the leader of the mutants, he and Ulysses Crowe reached a verbal cooperation agreement a week ago, but it is not yet the best time to officially enter Wakanda, at least let the isolated African country really enter the world's vision, and Ambrera can start to exert his strength.

"Do you know where Thanksgiving comes from?"

While waiting for the turkey to be baked, Sean jumped on the sofa, hugged his lazy and warm delicate body in his arms, and said to each other's ears as if he was telling a story around the fireplace: "In 1620, 102 Puritans could not stand the persecution and suppression of the English Church, and came to America on the famous 'Mayflower'. ”

"They broke away from the control of the Church of England and left for the Netherlands, and later decided to move to a deserted place across the Atlantic, hoping to live freely as they wished, and when they set foot on the land of the Americas, it was a bitter winter......"

"Perhaps the belief in God was blessed, they were helped by refugees to learn to hunt, fish, and grow corn, and under the teaching of the Indians, the first generation of immigrants reaped a good harvest, and in accordance with religious traditions, and in gratitude for the sincerity and selflessness of the Indians, the Puritans decided to invite them to celebrate the festival together."

Jean wrapped her hands around Sean's neck and said with a smile, "I heard these stories when I was very young. ”

The young man kissed the other party's forehead, with a faint smile on his face, and the conversation changed-

"I'm sure your parents will only tell the story of the first half of the story, when the Puritans and ninety Indians gather together, fire a cannon salute at dawn, march into a house that doubles as a church, reverently express their gratitude to God, and then light a bonfire for a feast and treat the Indians to a delicious meal of the turkeys they have hunted...... They sang and danced, wrestled and ran for three whole days! ”

When Sean said this, his voice paused, looked down at the beautiful girl in his arms, and continued: "Do you know what the total population of the Indians was when Columbus discovered the 'New World of America'? Between 30 million and 100 million, by the seventies of the twentieth century, there were less than 800,000 Indians who were forced to disperse in the 'reservations' in the poor countryside of the country. ”

The oven made a "ding" sound, and Sean picked up the piano from the sofa, gently placed it on the chair in front of the table, and brought out the golden roasted turkey, and the enticing aroma permeated the air.

"Sorry for saying something out of place, I just wanted you to know that when everyone is enjoying the festive atmosphere, you are not the only one who will feel out of place, and you may feel a little confused and overwhelmed after the fusion of personalities, but none of this matters...... Because you can always find your own kind, like me. ”

Sean can see that Jean's visit today is not a sudden whim, and she will inevitably have a sense of isolation from the academy by integrating the power of the phoenix, and in the huge city, perhaps only she can fully accept the dark side of the other party.

Qin burst into a smile after being silent for a long time, the reason why she chose not to stay in the mutant academy was because she felt that she was different from them, and the Phoenix Girl, who gradually merged with the dark personality, often fell into inexplicable self-doubt.

The reason why she is close to Sean, in addition to the attraction of the phoenix power in her body, may have something to do with the fact that she can feel the same complex and contradictory emotional aura on the other party's body.

"Don't look at me like that, at least until you've finished eating the turkey." Sean raised his glass and said with a smile. "It's still a long ...... tonight"

"Well, I'm going to be on it." Jean bit her red lip and drank the scarlet liquor.