The Father of American Comics Superheroes

“Daddy, they’re ……”

He looked to Mike in surprise.

“From today on, they are your brothers.”

“Yoo-hoo!”

Clark cheered.

Mike ‘shushed’ and Clark hastily covered his mouth and said anxiously to Mike, “Dad, we can take them, right?”

“Not yet, it’ll have to wait a few days.”

“Oh!”

Clark answered and plopped down on the side of the crib, giggling at the two little ones.

After spending some time at the hospital, father and son returned home.

The next few days passed peacefully as Mike set up the room for the two upcoming little ones.

It wasn’t until Mike took Eric and Charles home that the quiet days became chicken and egg.

The day fell on a Sunday.

Clark was home on vacation.

When he picked up the two little ones, Mike put the two in the baby room, let Clark watch the two little ones, and after something called himself, Mike came downstairs.

Bob had something for him.

When it took ten minutes to process what Bob had told him and to pour himself a cup of coffee, Clark’s mournful scream rang out.

“Dad! Come on!”

Mike walked calmly upstairs with his coffee and shouted to Clark, “What’s wrong?”

“They seem to have pooped!”

Mike smiled faintly, this had been expected, and after Clark’s baptism, can already do everywhere shit not surprised.

“Pulled on it!”

Mike slowly walked up the stairs.

Clark showed his head from the door of the room, and said to Mike with a look of horror: “Dad, it’s disgusting! Nah…”

“Haha!” Mike laughed, patted Clark’s head and walked in, then……

“Vomit …… poof!”

A mouthful of coffee directly spewed out.

Only to see the two little ones crying loudly, covered in gold dross……

The corners of Mike’s mouth twitched as he said to Clark, “Why did you pull the diaper open.”

Clark pinched his nose and said accusingly, “They were crying, and I wanted to see why, so I pulled them open.”

Mike put the coffee aside and said, “Go! Get me a tub of warm water up here.”

“Oh!”

Clark fled and darted out of the room. Mike shook his head, grabbed a paper towel and wiped the two little ones’ bodies. After Clark had brought in the water, he scrubbed the two little ones and picked them up and put them on the bed.

“Wow, that’s clean!”

Clark stood happily by the bed.

Mike took the two diapers and bent down to Clark and said, “Next, ah, is to change them ……”

Zee ……

Before the words were finished, two columns of warm water were poured over Mike and Clark’s faces.

Both father and son stiffened, and Mike’s mouth twitched as he said, “Just get familiar with it.”

“Whoa!”

Clark shrieked as he broke down and ran into the bathroom.

“Ha ha!”

Mike laughed happily and casually wiped it with paper.

It was a good thing he’d hired a babysitter, or he’d rather kill Stryker a hundred more times every day like this!

“Two troublemakers!”

Shaking his head and laughing at the two little ones, Mike wiped up the two little ones.

And this rub, is three years.

Three years later ……

Eric and Charles will be three years old and Clark finally six years old.

The two little guys can be much more mischievous than Clark, but the good thing is that as they grow up, they are slowly starting to understand.

“I’ll be liberated when I throw you into kindergarten next month!”

Mike looked at the two brothers who were wrestling together again, lamented in his heart, and was about to go over and separate the two when the phone rang.