[chase] [playing simon says] Simon did NOT authorize
that command
[frankie] You like lobsters so much? Fine, next time
your computer stops working call a lobster
to fix it
[camera zooms in on lobster] [sinister music plays]
[doc green] Crustacean infestation
[cameraguy] Protect your property hide your children
boil some water [lobsters sail overhead]
[chase] [stiff policebot voice] I am a shameless rebel
[probably boulder] I was not aware that humans could
have domesticated animals as offspring
[cody] I’ll email your pictures from the zoo though
okay [boulder, strongest bot on the force] [excited robot squealing]
[frankie] Forcefield bracelet: fashion AND function
[chase] [in a time of emergency] boulder, if you chose
to run red lights, I will not report you
[chase] [gesturing to a go-kart made of wood] this
vehicle is not licensed, you cannot drive it on public roads or I WILL HAVE TO
ARREST YOU
[chase] I understand entirely. People gather on Founder’s Day to share their anger over
the theft of personal property [cody] [suddenly very afraid] … WELL
[blades] [with four other friends in a creepy forest] Besides,
“five friends go into a creepy forest”—I
don’t want to be someone else’s campfire story!
[heatwave] Are you thinking what I’m thinking? [blades] Yes………………………….. No. What are you thinking?
[dani] [genuine compliment] that was amazing I had no
idea you could do that [blades] [still trembling] FEAR IS A POWERFUL MOTIVATOR.
[chase] [speaking to a bug the size of a pea] you have
broken the law and must now submit to the fair but firm hand of justice
[chase] [ghost passes through him] this behavior is
against the laws of physics and polite society
[chase] THAT PIE WAS A PREMEDITATED ASSAULT
[blades] [surprised] You actually pay attention to
Kade! [heatwave] [fuckin pissed] DON’T YOU DARE TELL HIM.
[chase] [being squeezed by giant snake] cease and
desist, serpent, you are engaging in premeditated hugging of an officer of the
law [snake hissing intensifies]
[cody] do you think theres a connection? [everyone] no [blades] [whispering] I DO
[every time blade’s eyes go in the opposite direction]:
[and this is just half an episode of my precious
child]
[heatwave] WHAT YOU DID ENDANGERED THE TEAM! [blades] [whispering] Plus, we missed you ^3^
[chase] [hopeful] Let’s pretend we’re villains so we
can stop their plan [boulder] [waves] hi I like to steal things [blades] [muffled humming] get it? Cause I’m Evan and I don’t talk [heatwave] [done with their shit] this is stupid. If I were a villain I would
think of tons of better things to do than use floatium—… I just disproved
myself didn’t i
[chase] [talking to robot dog] May all your chew toys be delicious
[heatwave, the momfriend] REMEMBER IF YOU NEED ME— [everyone else in monotone voice] call you on your comm.
[heatwave] [got new altmode] [HOOOOONK] WHLELP that’s
the horn, let’s see what THIS ONE does [Kade] [screaming]
[kade] the planter’s definitely gonna come over
here—‘cause it’s attracted to heat and I’m the hottest thing on this island! [heatwave] ew
[blades] not to be mean, but [waggles finger sternly]
NAH-AH!
I have been thinking about this since I got into Venom.
Instead of being all “what are you looking at” or “I’m just hallucinating but I’m okay” and drawing attention to himself especially when he is already wanted by police and other villains. He could easily just get a earpiece and people wouldn’t look twice at him!!!
He
ducks into the door of the grimy little second-hand electronics store
like he’s totally not there to steal anything – which he’s not
– and catches the bored look the girl behind the counter gives him.
The place is empty and after giving him an unimpressed once-over, the girl just snaps her gum and turns back to the textbook in her lap. She ignores him entirely after that, and he feels a little better. She’s wearing
headphones, and although the music is not blaring loud enough for him
to hear it, it is likely loud enough that she won’t hear when Eddie
starts talking to himself.
Well,
sort to himself.
We
can eat her, if she causes trouble, the symbiote suggests.
“No,
we cannot,” Eddie says firmly, muttering under his breath
anyway. He’s been getting too many weird looks lately for the
volume at which he addresses the symbiote. It’s not fair that it
gets to yell where no one can hear it and Eddie can’t start yelling
back without getting arrested.
He
scans the rows until he finds the one for cell phone accessories, and
dives down it, casting a glance around until he finds what he’s
looking for: bluetooth ear pieces. He can feel the symbiote beneath
his skin, behind his eyes, watching as he scoops up the biggest one
he can find, the most obvious one, and then his body jerks to a stop against his will.
What
is that, Eddie?
Eddie
contains a groan and only pushes back against the symbiote’s
control for a second before relaxing. “It’s a bluetooth,” he
says. “People wear ‘em to talk to each other on the phone,
without using their hands. It’ll make it easier to talk to you.”
We
can find no flaws in your vocal cords. It should not be not difficult
to speak to us.
“Not
that kind of difficult,” Eddie tells it. “Other people can’t
hear you, so it looks like I’m talking to myself, which is not
normal for humans to do. People look at you for doing it, and we
don’t need people lookin’ at us right now.”
A
warm, pleasant sensation tingles down Eddie’s spine at his use of
the word us, the sort of tingle that makes him want to do it again. This device will render us invisible
while we are speaking?
“No!”
Eddie says, exasperated. “If we wear this, then it won’t be
suspicious for me to talk to you.”
A
delicate tendril spills from Eddie’s wrist and Eddie quickly
straightens up and turns completely away from the front counter so
the clerk can’t see when the symbiote thoroughly investigates the
small device. Eddie’s heart stays in his throat the entire time the
symbiote is visible, certainly from fear of being caught but also, he
realizes as he fights against the instinct to shield the tendril with
his other hand, from fear of someone finding the symbiote still
alive. It had only just regained the strength to start talking to him
again. He doesn’t want to lose that.
You
do not need this, it declares, sinking back into his skin and
disappearing from sight.
Eddie
opens his mouth to argue, but the vague tingle by his ear has him
reaching up to touch. What he finds is a silky-soft replica of a
bluetooth earpiece, almost identical to the one in his hands, but
made entirely of symbiote. Eddie lets out a breathless little laugh,
wondering what else it could replicate.
You
have us, Eddie. We can be what you need,the
symbiote tells him.
Eddie
smiles softly, already fond beyond words for the strange little alien
that had completely upended his entire life. “You are,” he
agrees, setting the package back on the shelf and enjoying the little
curl of satisfied warmth within him. “You are exactly what I need.”
For @greenbergsays because she’s a closet romantic and deserves all the sappy things she can get her grubby little paws on ❤
———–
“What’s
it like where you’re from?” Eddie asked
one
night, when they were
flopped out on the couch in front of a movie they
were
not paying that much attention to anymore.
The symbiote was
puddled in his lap, teeth pointed up and eyes barely
slivers of silver
as Eddie dropped
it popcorn piece by piece. “They
said you lived on
an
asteroid.”
We
did not live on an asteroid,
it tells him patiently,
eyes opening enough to look at him. We
lived on a planet. Not like this one. Bigger.
Eddie
dropped it another piece of popcorn and watched in fascination as the
piece just… dissolved. “Did
you like it there?”
The
symbiote did not answer and for a few seconds, Eddie thought perhaps
it would not. The question was not a difficult one; Eddie knew that
it knew the difference between like and dislike. Which meant that its
answer, when it finally gave one, came
as no surprise.
No.
Then
the
puddle in his lap receded into his skin and he felt the symbiote
withdraw its mind away from his. If he’d thought it possible, Eddie
would say it retreated.
It
was definitely
sulking.
“Hey,”
he said softly, to no response at all. “Hey, I’m sorry, buddy. I
didn’t mean to upset you. We don’t gotta talk about it. Come on.
We still got half a bowl left, I don’t wanna eat this alone.”
Eddie
felt a stir of something at the word ‘eat’ but otherwise nothing.
He
didn’t like this. He didn’t like hurting the symbiote, didn’t
like when it wouldn’t talk to him. They were still trying to feel
each other out, and he knew they would hit snags, but he didn’t
have to like it.
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