Marvel: Mr. President

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"You're dating John Wick?!" Hector exclaimed loudly.

Natasha nodded with a raised brow, "Why? Do you know him? He never told me about it."

"No, nothing. He's the grandson of my secretary. He used to be an assassin not long ago. Anyway, I have no problem. He's a good man, and you have my blessings."

"Grandpa, I'm not getting married. We're just dating, and it's been only a few days. By the way, when are you getting married?" she turned the question around.

Hector glanced at Diana with a smirk. He was always ready to marry her, and he was sure Diana was ready too. But he didn't ask her in public as that puts unconscious pressure on the other person. "Well, I will have to ask her later. I'm sure the country will rejoice to finally have the first lady."

"Hehe, they already call her First lady." Yelena blurted.

"God damn shippers, I hate these fans."

"I LIKE THE NAME!" Steve appeared, running into the room with Peggy. "Justin is a great name, sir. And the meaning behind it is inspiring."

"Great! Let's party in the name of Justin Grant Rogers, then. May the little boy live a healthy and sweet life." Hector cheered the mood and turned the music on with the help of the datapad. It was not dancing music, however, as a baby was there.

On the slow jazz music, all danced together. Hector was with Diana the whole time, despite receiving many offers. Moony and Fenris were also jumping around happily. Hector was truly happy for the Fenris wolf; she deserved all the happiness in the world. All doggos do.

The party lasted till 11 in the night. After that, Hector and his little family returned home. Yelena also followed up since she had her graduation ceremony the next day and needed Diana's help to get ready in the morning.

However, at night. Something extraordinary took place in the bedroom. Hector and Diana rested down after their 6th session of exercising. She was cuddling in his arms, both in their baby suits. Moony and Fenris were given a different room now, of course.

"Diana, what do you think about getting married?"

That came out of nowhere, but she replied in no time, "Are you sure?"

He chuckled, "Dear, we have explored each other's bodies to the point that I doubt even married couples do. I'm in love, and I know that. What about you?"

"Do you need to ask that? I'm in love too, I never thought I'd say this, but I truly am. I like spending all my time with you. It does not matter if it's a bad day or good; being with you makes everything better. So yes, I will be the happiest woman in the world for marrying you." she straightforwardly answered.

Feeling a rush of warmth caressing his old cold heart, Hector hugged her tighter, "Then let's get married this Christmas. We have four good months to prepare."

"I hope it snows lightly that day. It will be so romantic." She muttered.

"Haha, I can always ask my friend Santa to do it. Anyway, are you ready for round 7?"

She smirked and got on top of him, "Are you ready for rounds 8, 9, and 10?"

Pleased, Hector grabbed her waist, "Oh dear, you just woke up the sleeping dragon. I guess we're not sleeping tonight."

...

Washington Xavier Institute for Gifted Children

"Why are you even following me everywhere? Go away, man. I don't need you." Jean barked as Thor followed her.

"I am here to show my gratitude, Jean Grey. I wish not to annoy you but to repay you for saving my mother." Thor persisted.

This had been going on for some time now as Thor just refuses to leave unless Jean tells him five things she wants, and he will get them. She was the damn Phoenix; there was nothing in the universe that she could not get.

"I told you I don't need anything. There is nothing in the Universe I can't have. All I want is that you leave me alone."

"There has to be something, Lady Grey."

"Fine, rip your chest open and give me your heart then." She blurted and stood there with arms crossed.

Thor looked left and right in awkwardness, "Ugh... That would kill me, Lady Grey."

"See, you're not even honest about this wish fulfilment thing. I don't need a useless genie like you. As for a slave, I already have your little brother."

*WOOSH*

"You asked for me, my queen?" Loki appeared out of nowhere, donning his Asgardian attire with a horned helmet.

But Thor saw his brother doing something he never thought was possible—bow. "What happened to you, Loki? You have changed so much."

"I have been rehabilitated, brother. What about you? How is your human woman?"

"Jane? Hah, she's a fine woman. We fuck fuck and fuck some more. It never gets boring, though she needs more stamina. Ah, it's wonderful." Thor had gone back to the dreamland of sex, as it appeared from his diluting eyes.

Loki felt somewhat envious, "If you wish, I can concoct a potion for you. It can increase her sexual longevity."

"That would be gre... NO! I can't trust you. The last time I asked you to make a permanent silky hair shampoo, you gave me goat piss. So I'm never trusting any food or consumables from you again."

Jean grunted and pointed at Thor, "Okay, I have a task for you. Go and bring me the tome of the medical magic of Asgard."

Loki seemed broken, "W-Why didn't you ask that from me? I can easily break into any chamber of Asgard."

"Then go together, I don't care. I only want that book."

Thor grinned and looked at the sky to summon Heimdall's call. Loki also latched onto him and waited while addressing Jean, "I will return fast."

*WOOSH*

"What a pain. I'm going to go and chill with Moony and plan for his governor's campaign."

...

Asgard,

"My brother, that woman does not treat you with respect." Thor tried to talk Loki out of what seemed like a sinking love ship.

Loki didn't like being advised by his dumb brother, "Nothing would be lost there, brother. Father never loved me either. I am not your real brother, and nor am I even considered for the Asgardian throne. Jean is someone I respect from my heart, however, twisted as she may be."

*Sigh*

"I never thought of you any less than a brother, Loki. We've played together since we were kids. Nothing has changed except we've grown older. If you prove yourself to be the right heir someday, I will gladly let you take the throne." Thor solemnly replied, being the direct person he always was.

Now, Loki would be lying if he said he had no emotions. Instead, he was a highly emotional man who just kept it hidden. Some sort of a dam was broken down when he saw his mother nearly dying that day.

"Only time will tell that, Thor. Let's get that book now."

...

Midtown Elementary School,

Since Hector had passed the law that extended the civil right to mutants, many daring mutants felt confident in coming out for who they were. The years of mental frustration of ensuring their other sides were kept hidden were too much on their minds. Now they finally felt relaxed.

It was lunchtime, and in the cafeteria, a little 2nd-grade girl sat alone and ate her lunch. Hector's strict regulations ensured that kids in American schools got the best food possible. Good milk, vegetables, and meat were there and cooked to taste good.

But, despite the tasty food, she felt somewhat sad. It was her first day, and nobody had spoken to her. She was a mutant, sadly one of those who were physically mutated. She had light-green skin and two small curving horns on the head. Her eyes were also of the green shade. As a power, she could manipulate plants around her.

She was being homeschooled initially, but after Hector's announcement, she was sent to the school. And this made her extremely anxious. She knew that other kids were ignoring her.

But, just when she thought of giving up, a girl's voice came, "Abela, right? I'm Clea. Can I sit here?"

Abela nodded her head vigorously, "Y-Yes yes..."

"Hehe, you're cute. Just wait, let me call my friends too." the girl looked at her four other friends and whistled.

Soon, Abela found more company than she was hoping for, which also made her anxious. "Y-You don't have a problem with how I look?"

"Pfft... why would we?" Clea shrugged, "We're all big fans of mister president. He tells us to be good to gifted ones, so we are good. Timmy here even has a grandma who was close to the President."

Everyone faced Timmy, the little chubby boy. He proudly raised his chin, "She's right. My grandma said that Mister President used to make her wet every night. She must have met him at a waterpark."

"Woah, so cool." Abela was in awe. She also wanted to meet the President someday.

"WHAT? My grandma said the same thing." another boy exclaimed.

Timmy thought sincerely, "Maybe she also met him at the waterpark. Hmm... Mister president loves to make others wet, it seems."

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