A Mutant Collector Quest

You take the container with the two whole roasted chickens from Aunt May's hands so she doesn't have to carry it, and the three of you head across the road to Aunt Cass's house.

You notice a red Tesla in the garage, signalling MJ's arrival as well. Knocking on the door, MJ opens it for you.

"Oh, Penny, Aunt May, come inside," MJ says with a smile, completely ignoring you.

Aunt May looks at you with a raised eyebrow, but you just shrug helplessly.

As they go in and head towards the living room, you put the containers in the kitchen and join everyone else.

You sit on an empty sofa as Maggie, Aunt May, Aunt Cass, and your mother seem to be reminiscing about their college days.

You knew that Aunt May and your mother had been friends for a long time and had gone together to Barnard College here in New York, where they were roommates. But you didn't know that Maggie and Aunt Cass had also attended the same college and were roommates too.

Just as you sit down, Cassie stops teasing Mochi and moves closer to you.

"So, Lucas, are you on FaceSpace?" she asks expectantly, pulling out her phone with a shy expression.

From the other sofa, MJ snickers and looks away as you glance towards her.

"Do you not use social media?" Cassie asks, puzzled by MJ's reaction.

"It's just that you're asking the owner of FaceSpace if he has an account," Penny remarks with a small smile.

"Please don't ask him if he has an Insta-Gram account too," MJ adds with an amused expression.

Cassie's jaw drops in shock as she looks at you, unsure if they were joking or telling the truth.

"Ignore them, let me add you," you say with a smile, pulling out your phone. To your surprise, Cassie's profile is already open, courtesy of D.A.I.S.Y.'s proactive assistance. Luckily, Cassie seems too shocked to notice.

You simply click on the "Add Friend" button, and a notification pops up on Cassie's phone. She looks at you, and you nod, prompting her to accept the request.

Before Cassie can question you further, Aunt Cass calls everyone to the Dining room for Dinner.

The Dinner was delightful, with delicious food and even better company. The lively conversation revolved mainly around you, your mom, Aunt Cass, and MJ. Cassie appeared to be engrossed in her phone, Penny is always a bit reserved around new people, so she kept to herself, and Maggie seemed somewhat distracted, frequently casting glances in your direction.

After dinner, Aunt Cass cheerfully opens her wine cabinet, producing multiple bottles of wine. "This is a celebration, so we should celebrate!" she declares, her tone brimming with joy.

"Hmph" Cassie seemed upset and it wasn't just you who noticed this.

Sensing the tension, Aunt Cass swiftly intervened. "Mary, why don't you take Penny and Cassie upstairs? Show them the new PS console I've bought," she suggests, her smile warm.

"Alright," MJ readily agreed, taking Penny and Cassie's hands and leading them upstairs. She seemed to understand that it was time for a private conversation.

Aunt Cass handed everyone a glass and began pouring the wine. You sipped yours, observing the nervous energy in the room, particularly focused on Maggie, who appeared fidgety.

"Okay, I will tell him then," Aunt Cass began, "Luke Magg-"

But before she could continue, Maggie interjected, "No, let me say it."

You focus your attention on her.

"I have been recently divorced," Maggie began, her voice steady as she sipped her wine.

"Yeah, that's what this party is for," Aunt Cass chimed in with a hint of jest in her tone.

"Umm, yes, so Scott is in jail now, and I have to now earn for the two of us, which is fine," Maggie continues, her gaze fixed on her wine cup.

"You could join my coffee house; I wouldn't mind an extra hand there," Aunt Cass offers her sincerely.

"Thanks, Cass," Maggie says looking at her gratefully,"But much more recently, Cassie started having difficulty breathing when she exercised, and she is almost always tired," she continues, taking a deep breath. "So when my ex-husband's trial was going on, I took her to a hospital, and they tested her and said that she has a severe case of an untreated congenital heart defect (CHD)," she explains with a blank face.

Aunt Cass came beside her and started caressing her back, offering silent support. "The things they were saying were very scary, so with the help of Cass, I was able to bring her to a very famous heart surgeon," Maggie says, her gaze shifting to Aunt Cass with a grateful expression, who just responded with a polite smile.

"The diagnosis was the same; she was born with a 'weak' heart, but we never discovered it during her birth or even until now. And now her heart… it was already underdeveloped, and now it has been severely damaged. There has been damage to her heart muscle, blood vessels, aorta, so the circulation of oxygenated blood is… very difficult," Maggie explains, her voice cracking as her eyes grew misty.

"What did the doctor say? Is it treatable? Our Watson Aid Network can help you with the fees so you don't have to worry about it," Aunt May offers softly, her gaze shifting to you for confirmation, which you provide with a nod.

"Haah, it's not just about money… The doctor said that surgery is extremely complex, and there is a very high chance of heart failure," Maggie explains, tears streaming down her face. "I don't want to lose my little girl," she says, breaking down. "First Scott, and now this… God seems to be punishing us!" She cries, overcome with emotion.

Aunt Cass hugs her tightly, offering silent comfort as Maggie wept in her embrace.

"Can I see her reports?" You ask thoughtfully.

"Here, I have them ready," Aunt Cass replies, opening her phone and handing it to you.

You examine the reports and scans of Cassie's heart, and even though you're not an expert in the field, it's evident why the doctor expressed such grave concerns. Her heart is damaged severely, all you can see is a dying heart.

"The doctor also said that even if the surgery is successful, it will only add a few more years to her life," Maggie says, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Don't worry," Madeline reassures with a comforting smile. "My son will definitely save your daughter," she declares, her faith in you unwavering.

You were well aware of your mother's extraordinary belief in you, and honestly, it filled you with a sense of profound happiness to have her back you up always.

"It is certainly possible to cure her completely," you say with an easygoing smile.

Well she can't be cured normally, as even your Watson Labs doesn't have someone with such a skill, but you can just cheat your way out of it, with other non-normal methods.

"Really?" Maggie asks in surprise, her hope shining through her tears as she looks at you. She lifts her head from Aunt Cass's embrace, eyes wide with disbelief. "She can really be saved?" she asks, her voice trembling with emotion.

"100 percent," you affirm, your conviction unwavering.

Maggie stands up and rushes into your embrace, overwhelmed with gratitude. "Thank you! Thank you, Lucas!" she cries, her tears soaking your chest.

"See, I told you so, Luke is a miracle boy; there is nothing difficult for him," Madeline says with a proud smile.

Aunt Cass breathes a sigh of relief, her tension dissipating as she smiles warmly at Maggie, who is still overcome with emotion. Aunt May joins in, her expression reflecting happiness and relief.

"Yes, just bring her to Watson Labs tomorrow, and we will start her treatment," you say gently, rubbing Maggie's back reassuringly.

"Good, okay, stop hugging my nephew now," Aunt Cass interjects in a teasing tone.

Maggie recoils in shock, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly releases you from the hug, wiping away her tears.

"This calls for a celebration, so let's stop all this crying and drink up!" Aunt Cass declares, her voice carrying a note of joviality as she opens another bottle of wine.

"You guys drink; I will go and do the dishes," Aunt May offers, standing up.

"No, you stay here; let me do it," you interject, rising from your seat.

"No, it's fine, Luke. I'm a light drinker anyways," Aunt May insists, smiling.

"No, you all made such a good dinner. Let me do this in return," you counter, already making your way towards the kitchen.

"Alright then," Aunt May sighs in defeat, settling back down on the couch.

You could hear Aunt Cass encouraging others to drink up as you busied yourself with putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

Suddenly, you sensed someone entering the kitchen.

Glancing back, you saw Cassie, and you could immediately notice two 'huge' difference which surprised you. Well even with such a serious heart condition she has grown up really nicely.

"Lucas Watson, I looked you up online, and you're like, really famous," Cassie says, her tone deliberately sultry. "And rich," she adds, moving closer to your body, gazing up at you with pursed lips.

Observing her behaviour today, you concluded that Maggie hadn't fully informed Cassie of the seriousness of her condition. Nevertheless, you were enjoying this 'performance' of hers.

"And how can I help you, Cassie?" you ask, smiling.

"W-will … will you be my Suger Daddy?" She asks looking at you with determined eyes.

"Huh?" Your expression betrayed your surprise as you look at the young girl in front of you. "Do you even know what that term means?" you ask, curiosity colouring your tone. After all, it was possible she misunderstood its implications.

"Yes I know" She replies looking at you with a nervous look, "I have heard girls in my class discussing how a senior has a sugar daddy for her who is very rich." Cassie responds with a small blush covering her face.

"Why do you want me to be your Sugar Daddy?" You ask narrowing your eyes in suspicion.

"That, that... Y-you have a lot of money, right?" Cassie's voice trembles with nerves as she spoke, but her eyes were filled with hope. "S-so you can definitely save my father! He is in prison now, and Mom has abandoned him. He will stay in that bad place for years, and only I am the one who wants to help him!" Cassie's eyes misted over with tears as she pleads with you.

Now you understood why Cassie had been so angry with Maggie; she was upset about the divorce, unaware of the gravity of her own health condition

"And do you know what a girl does for her Sugar Daddy?" You ask with a curious look.

"Of course I know, I am not a kid" Cassie says thrusting her breasts more in front of you,"But you can help my father right?" She asks with a hopeful tone.

You take out your mobile phone, thinking of how she really doesn't look like a kid right now.

"Yes, D.A.I.S.Y., prepare a lawyer for a person called Scott Lang; he must be in prison right now. Let's try to bring him out 'soon,'" you instruct, noticing Cassie's surprised and happy expression.

"And which lawyer team should I hire?" D.A.I.S.Y.'s voice comes from your mobile.

"Let's hire Nelson and Murdock, the new law firm from Hell's Kitchen. I heard they are very good," you tell her with an amused expression.

"Consider it done," affirms D.A.I.S.Y., and you put the phone back in your pocket.

"Thank you, Lucas!" Cassie says, her beautiful smile reflecting her happiness as she looked at you.

"Call me Luke," You tell her with a smile, "Now as your Sugar Daddy, lets taste my 'daughter' first" You say holding Cassie's chin with your fingers and leaning down towards her pink cherry lips.

Cassie seems to panic for a moment, but then she closes her eyes shut.

Your lips meet gently, initiating a slow, deliberate kiss. You savour the sensation, exploring her lips at first before deepening the kiss. Your tongue finds its way into her mouth, and you taste the sweetness of her kiss.

"Haaah... Hhaaa..."

When you break the kiss, Cassie is breathing heavily, her body pressed against yours. Her face is flushed red, and her chest rises and falls rapidly with each breath.

You look at Cassie with concern, realising that you completely forgot about her condition in the heat of the moment.

"That was wonderful," she says with a shy expression. "My father will be saved now, right?"

"Even if the lawyers fail, I can just buy that million-dollar company easily and order them to drop the case against your father," you say with a simple smile.

"But that's a lot of money," Cassie says, her eyes widening.

"This kiss was worth a million dollars," you say, tracing your fingers over her pink, moist lips.

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