Chapter 117: Thanksgiving Vacation & Spaceship?

"We've arrived, Mother." Said Pharaoh lightly as he gently landed the old pickup truck beside the barn before glancing at Hana in the passenger seat.

"Good, though we left pretty late, so I'll be heading to sleep; take the bags into the house." Remarked Hana with a nod as she yawned before grabbing her purse and exiting the car, only to turn and walk toward the nearby farmhouse.

Seeing Mom leave, I put the car in park and grabbed the keys before exiting the driver's seat; grabbing the two suitcases we brought from home, I followed Mom and headed toward the farmhouse. Walking up the porch, I entered the house, not caring to lock the door as I went upstairs and placed Mom's suitcase right outside her door while I entered my room off to the side and tossed my suitcase onto the bed, only for a thick layer of dust to float into the air, along with thousands of bed bugs, causing me to groan.

Freezing the dust and bed bugs in the air, I owned the window before tossing the thin sheet of ice out of my room; grabbing my suitcase from off the bed, I stared at the bed while my vision took on a slight reddish tint. Using my heat vision at the lowest temperature possible, around the boiling point of water, instead of the plasma shooting out of my eyes in a concentrated beam, I made it into a cone covering the entire bed. I went over my bed a few times until all the dust and every single bed bug was killed while also leaving my bed warm and toasty, though it did leave behind a weird smell.

'I should probably do the same with Mom's bed.' Mused Pharaoh as he set his suitcase on the ground and left his room, heading to Hana's room, only to knock on the closed door.

"Mom, can you let me in? I need to clean your bed." Asked Pharaoh as he waited for a few seconds before the door opened, revealing Hana in her silk nightgown.

"I was just about to ask if you could do something about it as well." Said Hana lightly as she moved out of the way, allowing Pharaoh to enter the room and approach the bed.

Doing the same thing I did to my bed, I passed over Mom's bed a few times with my cone-shaped heat vision, and only when everything was dead and burnt away did I stop, though I did make sure to cool it down a little with a light breath, didn't need Mom getting burnt, I've already done more than enough harm to her today.

"Alright, I've finished; good night, Mom, love you." Said Tut lightly as he leaned down and kissed Hana on the cheek before exiting the room.

"Thanks, Pharaoh, and love you too, and remember your punishment." Replied Hana with a faint smile as she peeked out of her room and glanced at Pharaoh, who winced before eventually nodding while entering his room.

Closing my door behind me, I leaned against it and looked down at my crotch, only to sigh in frustration at Mom's inhumane punishment, which even I think is too much. After accidentally doing something to Mom that I'd like to forget ever happened, I was punished by her, which makes sense; after all, she did catch Sara and I fucking in the living room, staining the couch and carpet in cum and pussy juice. That was totally my fault; all we had to do was head to my room, but I got far too caught up in my lust to focus on anything else other than Sara; after all, I hadn't relieved myself in a full week since I was helping her finish her work, and a little bit of sex wasn't going to be anywhere near enough to satisfy me.

So, after my massive blunder, Mom punished me with having no sex and no masturbating until, well, she said I could, and the worst part was, I was still very horny; I've barely had sex with Sara at all, not even thirty minutes if I add both sessions and while that may be enough for a normal man, I wasn't a normal man.

"Ugh, fuck, just thinking about Sara got me hard, dammit, I want to pound her sexy, thick ass to oblivion." Muttered Tut with a lustful expression while his erect dick pressed against his jeans, nearly ripping them if he didn't keep his strength in check.

I was so tempted right now to pull out my phone and scroll through the pictures I have of Sara, but I knew that would only have the opposite effect on me; besides, as much as I was aroused, I knew better than anyone I needed to do a better job at controlling myself, I needed to have some level of discipline.

"Fuck me, this is going to be one long Thanksgiving break." Said Pharaoh with an ugly expression as he forced his dick to be flaccid, though his potent lust still coursed through his veins and showed no signs of stopping.

Hopping on the bed, I figured it was best to drift off to sleep; it would help pass the time; besides, after everything that happened today, I'm mentally fatigued, and I'd just like a chance to forget about everything.

"Haa, I should call Jean; I need her to erase that memory from my mind." Muttered Tut as he didn't bother to change into his PJs and drifted to sleep in his casual clothes.

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While the Kryptonian slept the night away, experiencing a much-needed rest, the rest of the world continued like usual, except for a certain organization, one called Shield; while they looked for the remains of the long-lost Captain America in the Arctic, they happened to stumble across something else, something foreign, massive, and old.

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"Oh boy, it's real cold out there." Muttered a man with a slight smile as he removed his jacket and hung it on a coat hanger.

Entering deeper inside the large tent, I passed by various instruments before approaching the man heading this scientific operation.

"Sir, how has the investigation been going?" Asked the man as he lightly tapped the scientist's back, causing him to squeal in fear and back away, only to grab his heart.

"My goodness, I didn't hear you at all. The investigation? It's going about as smoothly as anyone would expect; none of the instruments can get any sort of reading on the object; it might as well as be invisible." Replied the scientist while holding his heart before turning respectful as he walked around the tent, pointing at several different machines.

"Hmm, can the ice be interfering?" Asked the man curiously as he glanced at the instruments, completely confused about what most of them do.

"I can't say no, but even if they happen to be, we should still get some sort of reading, yet we're getting nothing; as I said, that object is practically invisible to us. Other than the object's size, age, and rough shape, we've got nothing that could prove useful." Stated the scientist as he approached a standing whiteboard before flipping it, showing a large piece of paper stuck on the other side.

"The size of the object is massive, about the size of a skyscraper, its shape on the other hand is quite weird, while for the age, we simply estimated it by gauging how far deep it was encased in the ice; it's not 100% percent accurate, but it's at least 20,000 years old. Other than this, we've got absolutely nothing, Agent Coulson." Added the scientist as he pointed to the large piece of paper with a printed image of the object before glancing at Coulson.

Taking a step forward, I closely inspected every inch of the image, and only when I finished a few minutes later did it finally click why this image seemed so familiar to me.

"Spaceship."

"Hmm, what did you say?" Asked the scientist with a raised eyebrow as he glanced at Coulson, who was examining the image.

"This object, it greatly resembles a spaceship." Muttered Coulson with a frown as he backed away, gazing at the image.

"Spaceship? Huh, now that you say that, it does look oddly resemble a spaceship. Well, I've never studied alien technology, so I wouldn't know. Agent Coulson?" Remarked the scientist with a nod as he also backed away and looked at the image before glancing at Coulson, only he didn't see anyone.

Grabbing my coat, I walked out of the tent while putting it on just in time for me to get blasted with a strong gust of freezing cold air; pulling out my phone, I walked to the right, heading closer to where the spaceship was. Unsurprisingly, I arrived at the scene before the person on the other end picked up, and what I saw were several mining drills, excavators, and other machines as tens of people worked to excavate the spaceship; it's only been a few days, and they've made substantial progress, a part of the ship was already exposed, but it would still take much longer before it was fully free.

"Coulson, what have you found?" Asked Fury sternly while sitting in his office at Sheild's HQ.

"Not much, Sir; though, the object we found, I think, is a spaceship." Replied Coulson respectfully as he pulled his hood over his head, while Fury stayed silent for some time.

"Any evidence to support your claim, Coulson?"

"None, Sir, merely going off my intuition." Replied Coulson lightly, only for silence to consume both of them once more.

"Keep me posted on the progress, and immediately inform me of anything evidence-worthy, Coulson." Stated Fury solemnly before hanging the phone up, something Coulson had gotten used to after working under him for years.

"I hope there isn't another Alien invasion like in 1995; I nearly died back then." Muttered Coulson with a raised eyebrow as he stored his phone in his pocket, giving the spaceship one last look before turning around and walking away.

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