Chapter 55 frighten

Susan was busy, playing with blocks as she drank her bottle when she heard footsteps closer, and looked up, and frowned as it wasn't

Phillips coming out yet, but the two officers, and refocused on building her blocks when she heard the conversation, and with every word, tears filled her eyes as she clearly understood the delegatory words.

After all, Peggy had encounters with some judging people on the strolls she and her mother had.

Not wanting to be labeled like a freak, wanting her mum and daddy or even Phillips, she started to cry out loudly as she turned invisible,

using her force fields to lift her up and out of the playpen to hide under the desk, shivering as she tucked herself in a ball, crying and whimpering.

Sanders snorted, "Hah, the freak is a coward! No wonder why it isn't fighting out there on the battleground, heck, maybe

Carter and Rogers would rather dispose of it as it isn't strong or brave enough to destroy stuff like its parents!".

Khelps smirked, "Who would call it anyway? Rogers is Captain America while Carter is Captain Britain...", with a degrading laugh, unknowing that

Phillips's shadow is slowly covering them from behind, with Phillips enraged, upset, and clearly not going to put up with all of this, as it's hurting his own ward, no, granddaughter. Hell, he'd be happy to take up the grandfather mantle.

"You want to repeat that again, you two?", Phillips finally spoke before the two of them suddenly went stiff and their blood chilled before they turned to see Phillips.

"After all the things that Rogers and Carter have done for this army and you two turns around and say some of the cruelest things that I've ever heard about a fucking baby!?".

Khelps started to protest, "But sir-", before Phillips snarled, "No talking back, Khelps, and same for you, Sanders!", before hearing Susan's echoing cries, and took a deep breath, knowing how she hates loud noise, and spoke in a cold, steel, sharp voice,

"That baby you talked about, she's about the most sweetest, incredible, and good-hearted darling girl I've ever come to know, and she is the apple in Carter and Rogers' eyes.

And her name is Susan Viola Carter-Rogers, not it, or any of those cruel names you discriminated against her, and if I am playing grandfather to her, I am fucking proud of being her grandfather whether she wants me or not.".

Khelps and Sanders froze, speechless and chilled to the bone, never having heard the tone in their commander's voice before, and Phillips then growled lowly,

"I'll personally hand in the reports to your unit chief, but you two, you are stripped of your officer ranks, degraded to the kitchens.

I believe they have room for more than one as they are looking for people to clean up mess hall every night, and peel potatoes and such every morning, if they hadn't thought of anything else for the afternoons.

And that will be your assignment from this moment on to the end of the war, and before you think of making people pity you, they already are regular favorites of my granddaughter for she has enjoyed their hard work.".

The two men said nothing more; they really couldn't for there really is nothing they could say to get out of their punishment.

Both men just reluctantly saluted and marched out, leaving

Phillips alone with Susan once more. "They're gone now.", he called out to her. "You don't have to hide anymore if you don't want to.".

Susan had seen and heard everything through a hole in the desk underneath, and realized that Phillips stood up for her, and sniffled as she didn't cry anymore, but tears are still falling.

Having an eidetic memory is a disadvantage at times...Those mean men really hurt her...

Susan gave a hiccup, and Phillips heard it, walking quietly around the desk, originating it from under the desk, and he sat down on the chair, seeing nothing, but realized that Susan is invisible. He sighed heavily, "I'm really sorry, Susan..

I am really excellent in almost everything, but I suck in being a family man...I couldn't blame you if you don't want to see me anymore from now on...Your parents deserve to know what happened...

After all, if I know Carter and Rogers, they would march down to mess hall, with probably Rogers hitting them down with Carter screaming bloody loud at them, spreading the news to all the command center...

They would then know not to mess with the daughter of two captains, let alone two size-changing, powerful giants. A mother's fury and a father's rage are unparalleled, after all.", with an acknowledging chuckle.

Phillips continued to look at the area where he was sure Susan was hiding but didn't want to reach out and frighten her, especially since she was clearly wanting to stay invisible. "You can come out now if you wish,

Susan. Those mean men are gone now, and they'll never bother you again,

I promise.". He waited for a few moments, to the point it almost seemed to be a whole minute that passed before Susan finally reappeared again.

Phillips gave her a soft, warm smile, "There you are. It's okay.", and Susan gave a small gummy smile, crawling out from under the desk, to

Phillips, using her force fields to hover up and gently sit on Phillips's lap as being an Amazonian baby at the time, she's only big as perhaps a 2-year-old toddler.

Phillips rubbed her back as he grabbed tissues, "Let me clean you up, brave one.", with a smile, gently wiping her tears, "Is that better?".

Susan nodded, and babbled as she yawned, exhausted from all the fright, and leaned up to hug Phillips around the neck as she leaned on his shoulder, kissing his cheek with a bigger gummy smile before falling asleep.

Phillips was shocked to receive all this sudden affection for she had never done this before

, having never came to sit on his lap, to be cleaned up without fuss, to lean into his touches, to kiss him for the first time sloppily yet happily, to fall asleep on his shoulder