Chapter 59 Harry and Norman
Harry was in a good mood, which could be seen from his light footsteps and the tune he was humming.
"Looks like you had a good day."
Harry, who had just pushed open the Door to Home, was startled by this sudden Greeting. He focused his eyes and realized it was his father, Norman Osborn.
At this moment, he was holding a Coffee, watching him as he entered the Door.
"Oh, Dad, I didn't expect you to be Home at this Time." Harry looked at Norman nervously.
Norman had always disliked his frivolous side, and his smug look just now had been caught by him, so he might be in for a scolding.
However, to Harry's surprise, Norman did not criticize him for his gaffe just now, but acted as if he hadn't seen it at all.
"There was nothing important at the Company today, so I came back early." Norman took a sip of Coffee. "You haven't answered me yet, what made you so happy?"
"Uh, it's Peter. I went to visit Peter with my Buddies, and we had a great time talking." Harry explained.
Norman frowned and said, "Peter is hospitalized? Why didn't you tell me?"
"We haven't spoken for three or four days, Dad." Saying this, Harry lowered his head in disappointment.
Norman was taken aback, thought for a moment, and realized that it was indeed the case. He had been leaving early and returning late, or even not returning Home at all, and indeed hadn't spoken to his son for several days.
"Sigh." Norman sighed, looking at his docile son, and for a moment didn't know how to open his mouth.
"Sorry Harry, Dad has been a bit too busy lately." Norman put the Coffee on the Table next to him, walked to Harry's side, and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Otherwise, how about this, Dad will pay, how about you invite your Friends to go to the Amusement Park to play?"
'If only you could come with us too.'
Harry thought in his heart, but did not show it, but said happily, "Sounds great."
"Then it's settled." Norman took out his Wallet, took out a Card from it, and handed it to Harry.
"You should know the Password, I don't need to say it again, have fun with your Friends."
"Thanks, Dad." Harry took the Credit Card. "By the way, are we having Dinner together later?"
Norman looked a little expectant and asked, "Oh? That's really a good Suggestion, what are we having for Dinner tonight? Are we eating out?"
"I've recently learned a few tricks from my Friends, how about I make Dinner?"
Harry made a Chinese Stir-fry Gesture, looking very confident.
"Really? Then I'm looking forward to it." Norman said with a smile.
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"Hum~ hum~ hum~"
Harry hummed a cheerful Tune as he placed the sumptuous Dinner on the Dining Table. Some of the Dishes on the Table were learned from Yang Le, some from Mary Jane and Gwen, and even Peter had taught him a few tricks.
Since Yang Le moved to his current Apartment, these Buddies of theirs basically gathered there whenever they had Free Time. Of course, the problem of eating during this Time was solved by themselves.
Occasionally Yang Le would cook, occasionally Mary Jane and Gwen would, and because Harry couldn't cook at first, everyone didn't let him get started, and Harry was happy to do so. But until Harry discovered that Peter could also cook, he couldn't sit still any longer.
At first, Harry thought Peter was like him, never lifting a Delicate Hand in the kitchen, but he didn't expect Peter to be able to make some simple Cuisine, said to be learned from Aunt May.
Harry was now in a difficult position. If he had an Accomplice, he could continue to slack off, but after discovering that he was the only one getting a Free Meal, he also began to learn from everyone.
Now, Harry can already make some simple Cuisine.
Looking at the sumptuous Dinner on the Table, Harry proudly wiped his Nose. Today was the first Time he showed off his skills in front of his father, and he was determined to give him a big surprise.
He glanced at the Time on his Watch, not too early, not too late, just right. Next, he just needed to call his father for Dinner.
"Dad!" Harry called out in the Direction of Norman's Study Room. He waited for a while and found no Response, so he strode towards the Study Room.
"Knock knock knock!"
Harry knocked on the Door of the Study Room.
"Dinner is ready, Dad."
Harry waited for a while and still got no Response, so he opened the Door of the Study Room and found it empty.
Not in the Study Room, could he be in the Laboratory?
Harry scratched his head, closed the Door of the Study Room, and walked towards the Laboratory.
That would not be surprising, the Laboratory's soundproofing is better, no wonder Dad didn't hear his call.
Arriving at a special Gate, all the Doors in the Home were wooden, only the Gate in front of him was made of metal.
This Time Harry did not knock on the Door, entered the Password, and after the Gate Unlocked, he opened the Door and walked in.
Entering the Laboratory, he indeed saw Norman wearing a Protective Suit and busily working at the Lab Bench.
"Dad, Dinner is ready." Harry saw this and did not go forward, but stood at the Doorway and shouted at Norman.
Norman was startled by the sudden Sound and shuddered, accidentally adding a little too much of something to the Reagent he was preparing.
Norman immediately broke into a cold sweat and froze in place. It was not until he found that the Reagent was not abnormal that he breathed a sigh of relief, put the Reagent on the Shelf, and turned back to look at Harry.
"I remember I told you to knock before coming in!"
Norman's expression was serious, and his tone was very harsh, as if he had returned to the most common look in Harry's Memory.
"I, I knocked, but you didn't hear me." Harry looked at Norman nervously. He wasn't lying, he did knock, but it wasn't on the Door of the Laboratory.
"I saw that you didn't Response, and I was worried about you, so I came in directly."
"I'm fine, then, is there anything else?" Norman still had a cold face.
"I made Dinner, we made an Agreement to eat together, do you remember?"
Harry became docile again, reminding him in a low voice.
Norman was stunned, remembered the Agreement just now, and saw his son's docile look, and sighed helplessly.
"You go eat first, I still have some Work to do here, don't wait for me."
After speaking, he didn't look at Harry, turned around and continued to work on his Experiment.
Harry didn't move, still standing in place with his head down.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Norman waited for a while, did not hear the Sound of the Laboratory Gate, turned back and found Harry was still standing there.
"We agreed before." Harry said in a low voice.
Norman frowned when he heard this, but did not speak.
"You're always like this, making Agreements with me, but never keeping them. Now I just want to have Dinner together, is that not okay? I don't even know if I'm really your son!"
The more Harry spoke, the more agitated he became, and his tone kept rising, and finally he even roared.
"If you weren't my son, you wouldn't even be qualified to talk to me here." Facing Harry's Rage, Norman was very calm.
"You are surrounded by some excellent people, why can't you learn something from them."
'It's like this again.' Harry thought resentfully. 'It ends in a quarrel again.'
Norman continued to lecture Harry, but his Ear heard an unusual Strange Sound, the Sound Source came from behind him.
Looking back, he found that the Reagent he had placed on the Shelf was constantly boiling, and some Foam had already poured out of the Vials.
"Run Harry!"
Norman shouted and pounced in Harry's Direction.
Harry looked up and only saw his father pouncing towards him, and the green Smoke erupting behind him.
After that, he lost Consciousness.
(End of this chapter)