Chapter 207: Mister President Back At It

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Avenger's Tower,

"I can't believe I just had to pay you a billion dollars for such quick work." Tony Stark stood in front of his completed Avengers Tower, the tallest building in New York currently, since others were still being worked on. He had hired Magneto to do quick work, and since it was also going to be related to Avengers, he got a priority slot.

"It's easy to work for me as long as the metal is involved. I can bend it and crush it however I want." Magneto replied.

Tony felt a single drop of sweat form on his head. He shook the man's hand and sent him away. Then he looked at Pepper, "Remind me to never mess with him."

"He's the least of your concerns, Tony. There are a million people who can easily kill you at this point. It actually amazes me how you're still alive." Pepper did not pull her punches.

"Well, what can I say? I am the protagonist of this world, and as you know, we have plot armor. Let's go in now. I wonder what the rest are thinking about my big open bar." Tony returned to the top floor to boast around the other avengers.

Pepper sighed and followed back, "If there is a plot armor, Steve and Mister President have a much bigger one."

...

On the top floor,

"In the honor of Midgard, I shall drink a whole bottle of this fine drink." Thor was among the heroes, drinking like a mad man. He was initially ridiculed, but he helped the people with his powers and finally joined Avengers.

"Tomorrow's voting. Grandpa's win is already widely accepted." Natasha closed the laptop and looked around.

Steve nodded, and Peggy chuckled at her remark, "His win was promised the moment he decided to run for the election."

"He gives me strange vibes." Doctor Banner added, getting everyone's attention. He had to clarify to ensure nobody thought he was badmouthing, "I mean... when I first met him, he forced me to turn green. Then even the green guy refused to fight him due to fear."

"Well, he is actually pretty terrifying. I can't tell you, but he's really famous in space. All across the galaxies, his name is heard." Natasha spoke.

"That's the President for you. Well, now that the meeting is over, Peggy and I will be leaving. We want to buy a house somewhere nice outside the hustle and bustle of this upcoming city." Steve stood up and extended his hand to Peggy.

"Yes, we want a good place... for the coming generation."

"WAIT! REALLY?" Tony entered just then.

Peggy nodded, "Yeah, I'm pregnant. Just found it a day ago."

"You guys are too fast. But I guess it makes sense after 90 years. Congratulations, I will send the gift. Can I be the godfather of your super kids?"

Steve denied plainly, "We have already decided that Mister President will be the godfather."

"Are you sure? I can give them cool gifts. What can the old man give? Outdated VHS tapes?" Tony mocked.

However, Jarvis betrayed, "I believe that's unlikely, sir. Mister President was in space for more than a decade. So the probability of his gifts being better than yours is 99.99987..."

"ALL RIGHT! Calm down, Jarvis. You're supposed to be on my side."

"You made me to always doubt you, sir—it's in my settings. It appears you have trust issues with yourself. I shall book an appointment with the best psychologist immediately."

Tony scoffed, "Jarvis, are you roasting me? Man, I knew I should not leave you alone with that Adam guy. We are not best friends anymore, and you know what? I have a new best friend. Yes, Thor is my best friend."

"I am?" Thor seemed surprised while his mouth was full of whiskey.

*FACEPALM*

...

The election went pretty smooth. Hector didn't even try that much; he was simply having fun with his beautiful, superhot wife/girlfriend and the prettiest son in the universe.

He went to veterans' motorbike rallies and other events to have fun. He live-streamed from around the world and sent his message across during election campaigns. In fact, in a few months, the evaluation of Youtube went from just 6 Billion to 60 billion dollars.

Hector collaborated with a lot of other creators and did charity streams. He participated in a movie called Hunger Games in a minor role. He also acted in a few music videos such as 'Sexy, and I Know It by LMFAO', 'Payphone by Maroon 5', 'Young, Wild & Free', and many international songs as well. From France to Nigeria to Japan. Hector was everywhere. He even gave his voice to a character called Garp in an anime.

Forget him. Even Moony appeared in a dozen movies because he was the single smartest dog/wolf in the world who understood the human tongue and instructions. It was a crazy time to be alive.

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No matter which magazine, he was on its cover, calling him a man of the year, century, or whatnot.

But today, Hector was in his house, Mount Vernon. He was lying on the bed with Diana and watching television. Moony was sitting near the window on the floor in his special bed and nibbled on his favorite toy.

"So, after you win tomorrow, are you going to get busy with work?" Diana asked.

Hector scoffed, "Like hell I would. The only place I am going to be busy will be with you on this bed."

She chuckled, "Ah, the virgin man has changed after tasting the forbidden fruit. The poor world still thinks you are pure."

"Haha, I don't think so. Everyone knows you're my partner, and from the comments I've read about you on the internet, you have become the world's crush. They say if I am still a virgin, I should just kill myself." He jokingly took out his phone and showed her some comments.

However, soon Diana frowned, "Wait... what's with all these strange comments? Yes mommy? Step on me please? Choke me?"

Hector burst into laughter, "Bwahaha... that's just the maddening fetishes of some strange folks. Anyway, I'm getting sleepy now. So you watch the movie; I will just rest."

He slid down and hugged Diana's waist on his side, and fell asleep. Diana still had the movie to finish, as she seemed to have taken a liking to the Harry Potter franchise.

...

Four days later,

He won—plain and simple victory. Not just won; he won by a considerable margin. By the margin, it meant there being no margin for the opposition. He won all 538 electoral votes.

Now, it was impossible realistically because the country was too polarized at this stage. You either belong to one side or the other. But what happened was that many among the electoral college voters flipped sides and voted for Hector even when Hector got lesser votes.

It was a pretty legal thing and none could argue. They all knew that as long as Hector stayed in the office for four years, things would change, and everyone would vote for him next time.

Then following the result, on January 20th, he took the oath in the Capitol and became the 38th President. For the Vice President, well, it was a no-brainer. Kennedy got dragged into the White House by his ear.

Meanwhile, Peggy Carter got a comfortable job as Press Secretary for him; since Hector never did wrong, she was told never to lie unless told explicitly to for strategic needs.

For his Chief of Staff, Hector got the granddaughter of his last Press Secretary. This woman's name was Augusta Wick. A woman in her late 60s.

However, surprising the world, the first person to visit in the name of congratulating Hector came from a whole continent away, from Africa. The king of Wakanda, a poor nation in central Africa, arrived with his son.

Hector didn't make them wait and let them enter. But he was still in the middle of organizing the Oval Office, so he kept doing that while talking to the father-son duo who drank tea.

"So, King T'Chaka, let me get this straight. You want me to guarantee your safety from invasion by another country or organization because you believe the world has already committed enough sins against African people? That's the argument you want me to believe?" Hector sounded rather amused and dismissive of their plea.

"We have suffered enough under the slavery of your people; even your own ancestors owned slaves. No more; if we are forced, we will fight with all our might." The young T'Challa responded sharply.

Hector scoffed and continued to put the books in the bookrack. Finally, he found one and threw it at the young man, "Read that. It's about how I brought civil rights to this country and eradicated the income gap. You give me an example of my ancestor. Yes, they owned slaves. But who sold them? White men didn't enter Africa to raid villages.

"And must I tell you that your own people, Wakandans, were often hired to catch slaves for European and American traders? Yeah, can't speak now?

"So let's talk about things right now. Because in the past, we were all assholes. But you know, you folks still are assholes."

"MIND YOUR TONGUE! I will not accept disrespect for my Baba." T'Challa angrily got up.

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