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Carnage Re-Write Part 6

Part 6/?

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Awesome, so now we just have to re-arrange our plot list into some semblance of order, add anything missing and remove anything extraneous, and boom! We have a plot outline, organized into scenes.

Villains: mayhem Mulligan: shoot frances Villains: in prison/institute Cletus, Shriek: love you/getting moved to another institute convo

Title Card

Eddie & V: movies/games Eddie & Mulligan: "he wants to talk to you" call Venom: hunger (out of chocolate)

Mrs Chen's out too. Friends =/= food intro Settle on sushi (expensive, not satisfying, dead [non-nutritious]) and fries (doesn’t have any of the stuff V needs)

Eddie & Cletus: demands convo Venom: sensory seeking behaviour Eddie: hush V while trying to work

Eddie: be in a hurry V&Eddie: stop mugger Venom: hungry (rebuffed)

Eddie, Anne & Dan: Marriage Convo Eddie: drive recklessly Venom: save them

Eddie & V: jealousy convo Friends =/= food reinforcement Re: Dan

Villains: pine for eachother (jealousy/pining resonance)

Eddie & V: wakeup sequence (first movie parallel) Eddie: experience depression Chickens: intro Venom: experience sensory deprivation, hunger; exhibit sensory-seeking behaviour

V: try to do something nice for Eddie (backfires) Eddie & Venom: breakfast scene Eddie: experience sensory overload

Eddie: be in a hurry, drive recklessly

Cletus: recount backstory Venom: like the sound of the mayhem Cletus: wants message delivered to Frances Venom: likens to wanting to fight for Anne

Venom: hunger (forbidden to leave apartment) Venom: Sensory seeking behaviour Venom: violate boundaries (go for a joyride)

Eddie: experience violated boundaries and consequences for V's actions (callback to Anne in 1st movie) Eddie & Venom: breakup fight

Venom: breakup aftermath, bad decision Venom: party hard Venom: "coming out" and being persecuted euphemisms Venom: do party drugs Venom: experience sensory overload

Venom: break down and discuss Eddie & bad hosts with drunk girls in bathroom while hiding in bathroom from overload Venom: miss Eddie for practical reasons Partygoers: suggest finding a better partner

Venom: find a better host

Eddie: breakup aftermath, bad decision Eddie: do productive writing Chickens: have needs

Eddie: head to Mrs Chen's for chicken advice Eddie: see someone in trouble along the way, get roughed up trying to help someone

Eddie & Mrs Chen: do business Mrs Chen: chickens=venom re:needs

Venom: break Cletus out

Mulligan: call Eddie re: breakout

Eddie: try to do Venom-style investigation without Venom Eddie: miss V for practical reasons Eddie: get arrested for B&E

Eddie: call on a friend

Anne: girlboss, practice law Eddie: get relationship advice Anne: getting Eddie out will take time

Eddie: experience consequences Eddie: experience sensory deprivation Eddie: sensory seeking behaviour Eddie: miss Venom for emotional reasons

Cletus & Venom: joyride Cletus: rescue Frances & other inmates

Villains: party hard, cause mayhem Cletus: experience minor setback Cletus & Carnage: sensory seeking behaviour Cletus: eats a "friend" Venom: Friends=/=Food Venom & Cletus: breakup fight Venom: experience violated boundaries Carnage: born

Venom: experience consequences Venom: get stranded with dying host Venom: call on a friend

Carnage & Cletus: introductions, insta-bond 100% match Frances: Jealous Cletus: proposes to Frances (carnage can come too) Villains: plan wedding guests

Dan: be helpful and unflappable Venom: explain panic & call for help Dan: patch someone up (temp host) Venom: miss Eddie for emotional reasons Venom: get relationship advice Dan: Liken Eddie to chickens re: needs Dan: confirm that he and Anne will still be their friends, Eddie or no Venom: forgive Dan & let go of Anne

Villains: burst into police station Carnage: gets hit by Scream's sonics Carnage: experience sensory overload Cletus: mediate Carnage & Shriek Mulligan: get kidnapped Carnage: smells Eddie Villains: 2 for 1, kidnap Eddie too Leave Anne alive, tell her to get word to V

Dan gets call from Anne

Dan & Venom: meet Anne and Mrs Chen at Church Anne is better host: She-venom She-Venom downs chocolate & chicken & tots from Mrs Chen

She-Venom: enter church Villains: have hostages Carnage: explain motivation re: venom Frances: explain motivation re: mulligan Cletus: explain motivation re: Eddie

Carnage, Shriek, Cletus: start marriage

She-Venom: Objects Venom: wishes to bond with Eddie instead of Anne for this wedding

Villains: bicker Cletus, Shriek, and Carnage: domestic violence Cletus: Protest Frances: realization Carnage: violate boundaries Cletus: experience violated boundaries

Venom & Eddie: notice the villains are unsynched Eddie & Venom: Needs/wants talk while fighting villains Eddie & Venom: Get the upper hand

Villain: Grab a hostage Eddie & Venom: Lose the upper hand

Shriek: turn the tables on Carnage Carnage: experience sensory overload Shriek: fight Carnage for Cletus Villains: Breakup fight

Priest: the villains are like chickens Everyone:??? Priest: They will peck their own flockmates to death at the hint of blood Everyone: ???? Priest: I grew up on a farm

Venom & Eddie: Win fight

Cletus: complain to Eddie that he just wanted to be his friend Venom: Friends =/= food payoff "Friends are not food. … You, however" Cletus: Get eaten

Fight Wrap-Up Eddie & Venom: escape before cops get there Mulligan: buy them some time

Credits Roll

Mid-Credits Scene:

Eddie & Venom unpacking heavy-duty stim toys while discussing their plan to go on a vacation and have some "them" time to figure things out Venom: mention that they have some time now foodwise, since they glutted while in cletus Eddie: verbally accept that he's going to have to compromise some on the foood thing. Venom: verbally accept that Eddie needs quiet time sometimes, and mention some options for what it could do/who it could bond with in the meantime (Or this could be like a list of options on a whiteboard in the bg.)

End--credits scene:

Spider-man sees Venom break Cletus out of prison on cameras, then Eddie escaping from the Church aftermath

End Credits

Heads up: I'm probably going to stop with the outline, but if anyone wants to take it and make an actual fic, or a modified version of the movie script, or anything like that, be my guest! I'd love to see it, I just have too many wips already to actually get into the fic part. :)

Any other suggestions on things to change in this outline?

Regardless, I have at least one more post in this series: my initial re-write burst from right after I woke up, mentioned at the start of this all. I haven't looked at it since starting to write all this up, so we get to see what I've improved on or forgotten about since then.

Hopefully I will be finished @symbruary by May

Part 6/7?

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Carnage Original Design by Mark Bagley

#oh wow! never seen that before

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Last line game! Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like).

Thank you @anisecandy for tagging me sweetheart! I love tag games, I'm just a bit slow on the ball sometimes :}

So this WIP was meant for @symbruary Girls night, but I didn't have the spoons to finish it on time. Like, this was such a fun concept, and I love drawing wild freaky symbiote hair, but also. Goddamn.

Me, after finishing Carnage: "Whew, I don't think I'll be drawing symbiote hair in a while now."

My brain: "Hey, let’s put Scream, Mayhem and Agony all together in the next piece!"

Now, there are no words in this besides the title, so I guess I'll just tag some peeps then.

@reaperlight @kitausuret @zoeloveconvers99 @hanaotaku95

Hope you enjoy it!

#görls #art #fills #14

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Carnage Rewrite Part 4

Part 4/?

First / Second / Previous / Next Okay, looks like the consensus is that the institution sucks for Frances and the other inmates both, 0-1-3. Good to know. Also apparently her name is Shriek and not Scream. Sorry about that, my bad.

So, how did the movie go again? Lemme grab a scene-by-scene recap and summarize it.

Ok, that's a lot!

So lemme just...

I'll put the text in the readmore, but skip to "/summary" to skip.

Suffice it to say, it's got just as much trash as it does treasure. But it does give us something to work with!

Next time I'll make a list of storybeats from both the summary and the work we've already done here, and then synthesize them into a working outline.

Part 4/?

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obligatory @symbruary even though it's now march orz

summary

Cletus and Frances talk about her powers and her getting transferred to another prison. Failed escape attempt during transfer, she gets shot by Mulligan.

Cletus insists that he get to talk to Eddie, Venom wants to eat the cop who brings him the news cause he’s a jerk but is rebuffed, Cletus wants a haiku printed in the paper for Frances, Eddie and Venom see the drawing in Cletus’ cell.

Venom reproduces the drawings, they determine that they mean that the bodies of Cletus’ victims are buried at the beach, this leads to the death penalty for Cletus.

Venom’s unhappy with their current diet, we see Sonny and Cher, Venom wants to be “the Lethal Protector” taking out bad guys.

Mrs Chen’s chocolate shipment is late, Eddie & Venom stop a mugging but Eddie talks V out of eating the mugger. They get a call from Anne.

They meet Anne at a restaurant (V is hoping she’ll take them back), and she reveals that she and Dan are engaged. Anne deduces that Venom is alive and tells it to take care of Eddie because he sucks at it and drives people away. Eddie drives home dangerously and V saves them.

Eddie goes to meet Cletus again, after a postcard with backstory that IDK about anyone else but I didn’t care about. Cletus provokes them, Venom pushes him, the confrontation draws blood which is visibly alive when Cletus later ingests it.

At home Eddie and Venom argue (Eddie feels unable to live his life and Venom is starving) and have a domestic violence. They separate and V possesses someone else while Eddie cleans the apartment.

Carnage prevents the lethal injection, it and Cletus slaughter the guards and escape. Carnage explains it wants to kill Venom so it will be the strongest symbiote, Cletus agrees so long as they find Frances. They steal a car and hack the internet to learn where she’s being held.

Eddie sees news of the escape, Mulligan orders Eddie to keep him updated if he finds anything out. Eddie investigates St Estes, sees “CK + FB” on a tree, tells Mulligan (who thought he killed Frances when he shot her years ago)

Venom goes thru bodies, but they are bad matches and keep dying. Goes to nightclub, people think it’s a costume, he does a speech and they love him but he misses Eddie. They go to Mrs Chen for help, arriving as their latest body is dying.

Cletus arrives at Ravenloft where Dr. Pazzo is taunting Frances. Cletus kills the Dr with tentacles and breaks her out, renaming her shriek. They kill the guards and go to St Estes to burn it. Cops arrive, Carnage and Shriek fight back, Carnage orders Cletus to keep Shriek under control.

Eddie taken into custody by Mulligan as bait for Cletus. He contacts Anne for help, Dan drives her tp the station and Eddie tells her he needs V so he can fight back.

Anne & Dan go to Mrs Chen, Anne realizes V is there and Mrs chen is compatible, and convinces it to go with them. They return to the station, Anne goes in and she-Venom breaks Eddie out. Venom demands a sincere apology, Eddie relents and apologizes for sending Venom out of his body, they rebond.

Cletus & Shriek plan a wedding, plan to kill respective targets – Shriek Mulligan, Cletus Eddie, Carnage Venom. They catch Mulligan and go to Anne’s Apartment, knock Dan out & capture Anne, leave note. Dan calls Eddie, tells him to go to cathedral.

Eddie, V and Dan arrive at cathedra, Venom panics at Carnage’s size and colour, Eddie promises V can eat anyone they want. They fight, Shriek tries to help but is rebuffed by Carnage despite Cletus’ protests. Dan throws fire at Carnage, Mulligan tries to flee but is cornered & hanged by Shriek.

Carnage collapses ceiling on Venom, grabs Anne to take to roof. V thinks they are not strong enough, Dan points out Cletus and Carnage are not as bonded cause Cletus is fighting against their treatment of Shriek, this inspires V to rise up and fight back and they stop Carnage from eating anne and save her from falling.

Bell ringing causes the symbiotes to weaken, Eddie & Cletus fight as men, Carnage & shriek have V cornered but V knocks Shriek off a ledge and her scream separates the symbiotes before she is crushed by the bell. Eddie & Cletus fall, V uses anne and Dan to catch Eddie but Cletus and Carnage are separated. It tries to crawl back to him but V eats it, grabs Cletus – who tells Eddie that all he wanted was for Eddie to be his friend – declares “fuck that guy” and eats his head.

Eddie & V skedaddle before the police arrive and Mulligan is alive but his eyes glow blue like Shriek’s. Later E&V try to decide what to do. They think about separating for good but decide to retreat to a tropical island instead.

V tells Eddie that symbiotes can see the multiverse, and when it’s about to demonstrate they are transported to the MCU. They see a news report about Spider-man and V growls and licks Spidey’s image.

/summary

#that's ok symbruary is in the heart #meta #fills #6

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Thanks for participating! Since our prompt list was particularly inspiring this year, feel free to refer to it throughout the rest of the rest of the year, as well.

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Simplest Venom

I made some Venom t-shirt designs for a silkscreen printing workshop I'm attending. Largely trying for a kind of art nouveau look, and this one is supposed to be the simplest option in case there is not much time. If any of them are something you'd like on a t-shirt yourself, let me know and I'll see what I can do.

#goop #art #fills

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Another Venom meme, this time for @symbruary day 23: Symbiotes wearing clothes. That slime sure loves dressing up, huh?

#lol #meta #23

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@symbruary day 20: crunch

#gourmand worm...! #art #fills #20

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Symbruary Day 14: Girls' Night

donna pov: you're just starting to get a handle on this whole symbiote host thing, finally relaxing, maybe even enjoying each other's company, and some murderous weirdo shows up to terrorize the amusement park...

shriek + red team-up bc I said so. where is cletus? idk, comatose. but what about shriek's, you know, shrieking? it doesn't matter; red is immune now. it's the power of girls' night, baby.

Scream vs Shriek is a great title, you know. very comic book

#instead of scream vs shriek they silenced her smh #fills #art #14

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Symbruary Day 4: Bonds

hybrid. the syms discover the wonders of Boiled Egg. also ft. distressed gelatinous mass

#hybridddddddd #you ARE a four-yolked egg #art #fills #4

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For @symbruary day 12: Symbiotify a non-symbiote character: Agonized Jessie from Team Life Foundation! They would make a great match, actually!

Gotta KILL them all!

#omg colour scheme sisters #art #fills #12

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Alright I'm FINALLY done with this drawing of everyone's favourite murder gal! It's inspired by the scrapped original concept design for Carnage, and dedicated to @kitausuret and @reaperlight ❤

Also, you know how surgeons wear green clothes to neutralise the visual overload of staring at 50 shades of red for hours on end? Yeah I had to sit next to my houseplants for the same purpose while drawing this.

#scrapped design? from the comics? #art

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Aaaaand for @symbruary day 16: Faith, I bring all you true believers a meme of my favourite dumbass in the history of dumbassery.

#he's got shit going on!!! #meta #fills #16

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY KITA!!! 💗💗💗

SymbiOT3 sketch for the amazing @kitausuret! It's inspired by her fic Dust to Dust, go read it if you haven't already because it is absolutely wonderful! Just can't get enough of these idiots being in love 🖤

I guess this can double as a @symbruary contribution as well 🤭 for 24: symbiote ot3, and also 17: regret/apology and 26: yearning/longing/pining, because there is A LOT of that in the sorce material (seriously, go read Dust to Dust, it's freaking splendid!)

#clawsies #art #fills #24 #17 #26

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Symbruary Day 15: Free Day

The symbiote settles into unexpected domesticity. Felicia Hardy shares a revelation.

It's an itty bitty sequel to my other post. I like them.

The symbiote seemed to be a permanent resident of the Black Cat household.

The cats vocalized loudly, sometimes gratingly, yes, but the way their vocal cords would vibrate against the symbiote's mass, their soft fur pressed against its surface, would remind it, with a longing and bittersweet sort of ache, of home. Of the things it wished for with its own kin. Of the things it wished for with a host. Of the things it was so viciously denied.

It would purr in turn, and the cats would curl up inside of it, turning round and round before settling down, or they would knead it like a fresh ball of dough, eyes squinting, content and trusting.

Simple creatures, to be sure. But it liked simple. And they seemed to like the symbiote.

And so did Felicia. That was still surprising.

The symbiote quickly learned she had an appetite for fashion, and it would shape-shift and morph this way and that to the exact parameters of her vision, and it was excited by her delight. The way she smiled felt a little dizzying if it were being honest with itself.

Felicia’s hands were soft and always moisturized, her gloves smelling of clean nothing, her neck of lightly perfumed sweat. Sometimes she would run her hands down the simulated fabric, down its body, made up just for her, and it didn't know what to do, how to feel.

It felt itself falling again, down into that dark pit. The one the Spider had dragged it into. It felt terrified at the prospect. It liked Felicia, and it liked her needy cats. It liked watching her sew, her fingers deftly working the machine. It liked her apartment, where they would always come home; on Fridays, Felicia would watch some trashy reality television that the symbiote would be inexplicably fascinated by, and Felicia would always fall asleep on the couch half-way through, not even bothering to take her boots off. It liked that so much it found itself looking forward to it, anticipating Felicia’s eyes closing sleepily; it learned eventually to gently pry the boots off, setting them down neatly next to the couch.

And maybe it liked these things too much. And maybe it should fling itself out the window and into the nearest fire just to be safe.

Or maybe it should shove Peter into a fire instead. No, both of them. Yes. Murder-suicide. Romantic.

Felicia frowned deeply.

“If you're a tortured gothic hero in a book maybe. Otherwise, no.”

Felicia blew on her freshly painted fingernails.

“Are you a tortured gothic hero?” She squinted at the symbiote. It squinted back. A corner of her mouth quirked up. “Hm, you know, I could see it. You've already got the look.” She brandished her nails, wiggling her fingers. Newly jet black and manicured.

The symbiote didn't really understand what she meant. The look? Gothic hero?

She stifled a laugh. “You've got that moody appeal, is what I'm saying.” She brushed her palm over the length of its body, stretched out over her. “And black is the sexiest color, of course,” she said lowly, eyes half-lidded.

The symbiote squirmed, its own eyes dissolving in sudden, inexplicable embarrassment.

Oh. Oh?

Felicia thought the symbiote was sexy. It wasn't terribly familiar with the concept, but reality TV had shown it that it involved people having healthy, sculpted bodies. The symbiote didn't have anything like that.

“It's more than looks, you know.” She stroked it again, more deliberately this time. It tentatively threaded itself through the thin skin of her wrist, sliding over her capillaries. Humans seemed very visually oriented, including her.

“Guilty,” she said, grinning. “But seriously. You're cute, in a strange kind of way.” She gathered the mass of slime in her arms and brought it to her face. Before it could think of anything, she pecked it with a kiss.

Oh, god.

It melted away from her lips, embarrassment tripling.

Felicia burst out laughing, which did not help at all.

“Come on, don't be coy. I know you've been squeezing my boobs while we're swinging around.”

Its face managed to congeal back together enough to open in horror.

It– They were– It was for security! What kind of symbiote doesn't keep its host's, well, flesh from flapping around painfully? A bad one, that's what.

Felicia outright cackles.

“It's okay,” she said, genuinely. “You're allowed.” She cupped its amorphous face in her hands and gave it a meaningful look. “Really.”

The symbiote squinted at her again. She squinted back.

Okay, the symbiote thought.

Good, Felicia thought.

Naturally, Felicia gathered it up and pressed it against her chest. Better than any pillow, she thought, fingers dipping in and out of the slime. The symbiote agreed, nuzzling into her skin.

#HHHHRROOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUURRRRRRRGHHHH #fills #writing

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@symbruary please enjoy this felt slime for day 15: Free Day.

#oh i do i do #art #fills

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Symbruary Day 10: In Sickness/In Health

Some time after the events of The Hunger, Eddie catches the flu. The symbiote struggles to help his body fight it off. Living "happily ever after" continues to be a challenge.

Another short, also inspired by land-of-brains-and-chocolate and their pre-Hunger one-shot on AO3.

It took a couple of days, some prodding of Eddie's memories and some physical prodding of Eddie's face, to coax him awake, to learn what was afflicting him. Some kind of virus. Influenza.

The symbiote had never seen anything like it before. It made his arms and legs so weak. His entire body was like a furnace. His mouth was thick with saliva for the better part of a week even when he didn't puke (which was, alarmingly, often). At times, the symbiote had to bodily drag him at night to find water because he'd be too tired to do it himself.

The symbiote grew agitated over this. Angered, but not at Eddie. He waved it off, collapsing back into another heap of garbage bags tucked into an alley.

“It's nothing to worry about,” he said thickly, his nose blocked (still blocked). “It will pass.”

It hadn't passed. Which the symbiote wouldn't have had cause for alarm for, except for the fact that all of Eddie's memories of this wretched thing told the symbiote that it would last a week at most. It had been two weeks, and Eddie's muscle mass was starting to feel the lack of stored food.

After the great, terrible hunger that had afflicted them, Eddie's body had shrunk noticeably. Noticeable to someone living inside him, anyway. Now it was even worse. It didn't like it at all, not one bit. It would fix this. It had to.

Medicine, Eddie, it urged. It pushed the strange bottle of liquid into Eddie's chest. He stirred, half awake, face scrunching.

“Where'd you get this?” he slurred. He didn't remember picking any up. The last thing he remembered was passing out on a rather large pile of bags that smelled like freshly discarded Chinese take-out. The symbiote batted the line of questioning away, insistent. “Alright, alright,” he conceded. He drank the wrongly sweet smelling liquid before clearing his throat.

“Ah, just as terrible as I remember it.” He smiled, turning the bottle around to look at it. But his eyes were extremely unfocused. The symbiote could see how the text swam in his vision. This did nothing to quell its anxiety.

Water, it thought urgently. Water, Eddie. Need water. Thirsty.

“I know,” Eddie said, with no particular panic. His eyes closed, but the symbiote pried them open with all its might. Eddie coughed wetly. “We’ll go get some water, yes. Okay.” Eddie tried to stand but his knees wobbled dangerously. The symbiote caught them both, leaning against the brick wall.

“Hm. Maybe I'm sicker than I thought.”

The symbiote hissed and pinched Eddie’s ear, writhing in frustration just under his skin.

Eddie ignored this and pulled himself upright. “Yes. Wouldn't do to have–” he took a moment to hack and wheeze, “to–ah, I can't think.” His head throbbing didn't help.

Need water. Food. Eat.

“Mm,” he hummed in agreement. He patted the pocket of the threadbare robe he’d pilfered from a dumpster. “I’m afraid we’re short on funds.”

The symbiote didn't have the words to describe it, but it could feel it: delirium. Eddie was absolutely delirious. In all his past memories of this sickness, it never seemed like this. The symbiote writhed some more, forming hands with claws to dig into Eddie’s collarbone.

Will get food. Need to walk.

So he did. With all the grace of a drunk gazelle. Thankfully, he was too out of it to pay any mind to people gawking at him as he stumbled down the sidewalk.

They managed to swipe a pizza box and an accompanying bottle of water off the back of a delivery man’s bike. The symbiote felt bad for a few seconds–before remembering its host, and it flung the lid off, slapping a slice of it into Eddie’s face.

“Hrffg,” Eddie said.

The symbiote chirped in response.

He chewed slowly, feeling his throat still trying to rebel against him. The symbiote did its part to wrangle his still churning stomach.

It was so frustrating. His body had worked perfectly well before, and then this–if it could tear apart the concept of Sickness itself with its teeth, it would do so with immense ferocity and prejudice. It was tired. They were tired.

Eddie dug his fingers into a clump of the symbiote’s mass, which had situated itself on his lap as he sat cross-legged.

“Thank you,” he said warmly. The symbiote pooled into his hand, mollified. He agreed that it was strange to be sick for so long. He downed the water bottle in about five seconds. His parched throat thanked him.

They sat in silence for a while; Eddie breathing, the symbiote feeling his pulse in his wrist, his chest, tendrils wrapped loosely around him.

“I'm sorry,” he said hoarsely. “I should be taking better care of us. I promised.” The symbiote uncoiled from his hand to look at him, eyes unblinking but not cold. Strange but in a good way.

Took care of me, it thought, unsure. It’s okay.

“I made you worry. I'm sorry, dear.”

It shivered.

Not worried. Ate. Drank. Not puking.

It was still pretty worried, but it could worry about literally everything now, so it was hard to differentiate it all quantitatively.

Eddie smiled broadly, eyes more focused now, more awake, and it shuddered with his gratitude, seeping out of every pore.

He kissed it between its eyes, squeezing it in his hands.

Then he sneezed directly into its face, making it splat against the wall.

“Oops.”

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