“I need to borrow Venom,” Anne said, cutting right to the chase.
Eddie choked on the mocha Anne had bought them, the trenta sized mocha with extra chocolate syrup-yeah, he should've guessed something was up.
“What?!” he spluttered.
“I need to borrow Venom,” Anne repeated calmly. “Just for a day.”
Anne looked away and muttered something about work and winning.
“How would having Venom help you win a case at work?”
Not a case, Venom corrected him. A race.
“A race?” Eddie asked, bewildered.
Anne looked embarrassed. “Yeah, a race. Our office is doing a 5k charity run to raise money for a prisoner advocacy group, and I need to borrow Venom for it.”
“But why? You’re in good shape, you could do 5k easily all on your own.”
“Yeah, but I need to win.”
“But, it’s a charity thing,” Eddie said. “It’s not like there’s any prizes, right?”
“Oh, there’s a prize alright, and that prize is gonna be finishing before that asshole Kyle. I’ve told you about Kyle, right?”
Eddie nodded because Anne had indeed complained about her coworker Kyle often and virulently.
“Well,” Anne continued, “Kyle’s been bragging for weeks about how good he is at running, about his advanced training regimen for the race, and about the other marathons he’s almost placed in. So, I need to beat the insufferable prick or I’ll be forced to listen to him gloat for months.”
Eddie nodded in understanding, he remembered how much he hated those sorts of coworkers. Hell, it’d been years but a part of him still lothed that one cocky photographer he’d worked with back in New York.
“What do you think, love?” Eddie asked the alien who was right then sneaking a drink of their mocha. “You wanna help Anne?”
But we would be apart! Venom whined.
“Only for a couple hours, tops.”
“Yeah,” Anne chimed in. “I’d get you back to Eddie as soon as we win, I promise.”
What’s in it for me?
“It’s not rewarding enough to help a friend in need?” Anne demanded in mock indignation.
“No,” Eddie and Venom said together.
Anne sniffed. “Fine, I see how it is. What do you want? No, let me guess: Chocolate?”
No, Venom said, surprising them both. When you give me back to Eddie, I want you to do it by kissing him again.
“Oh, Venom, I’m not sure that’s a good idea-” Eddie started, but Anne cut him off.
“Done,” she said, holding out her hand for Venom to shake.
As Venom moved Eddie’s hand to meet Anne’s, Eddie protested again, “But what about Dan?!”
“Oh," Anne said with a smirk, "don’t worry about him. I’ll make sure he’s there to watch this time.”
When Eddie could only stare blankly at her, Anne winked and added, “Now drink your coffee, it’s getting cold.”
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14: Venom’s cooking with gas suggested by @lmtyl
Okay, Venom said, his voice full of pride, first up we have a lovely Eggs Benedict, served with locally caught smoked salmon, followed by a Quiche Lorraine made with aged Asiago cheese.
Next we’ll move onto the sweet portion of the meal, with Liege waffles and cinnamon roll french toast.
And finally we’ll finish the meal with a homestyle twist on a trendy dish: Avocado buttermilk biscuits!
Eddie looked down at the two plates piled high with what could charitably be called food.
One plate dripped something that might have been mustard or cheese sauce, he genuinely wasn’t sure.
Looking back up into Venom’s grinning face, Eddie forced himself to think about all the effort he’d put into making this apology breakfast rather than think about the breakfast itself.
“Thanks, darling,” he said with enough genuine affection to keep the symbiote smiling. And when he added, “Of course, you’re gonna help me eat it, right?”
That made Venom positively beam at him.
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