Fuck PETA, All My Homies Hate PETA

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Like look at this shit, I got soooo much more 


The Doctor collapsed to the floor, hissing out in pain. His friends stepped back in surprise and looked at you incredulously. You ignored them.

"So Curt, I've been hearing that you haven't taken my advice to mind? That as soon as I left you just reverted back to normal? Is that what I'm hearing?" you asked.

"G-great to see you, Doctor." Dr. Connors managed to get out, you rolled your eyes. You saw Harry approaching you, obviously pissed, he grabbed your arm and dragged you to the side, and you scoffed.
"What the hell are you doing?" He hissed.

"Making an example of him."
"Jesus, sis this isn't a free-for-all, you can't just kick people in the balls!" Harry explained.

"Watch me."

"Listen, I know you've been having a rough time, but I'm in over my head here and I really need you to step up, I'm sorry but-"

"Don't be, there's no need to apologize, you're right, I'm here to help, and make sure that all of you aren't torturing animals." You sighed, that went a bit too far...

Can I eat him? Venom asked.

"We'll talk about this later..." you muttered.

"Talk about what later?" Harry asked.

"Oh, nothing just... the Connors situation, you said that you were having trouble with PETA?" You asked.

"Yes, the president of PETA is in my office now, waiting for you..."

"Shit..." you muttered.

"Yeah... Hey, he deserved that." Harry muttered.

"Really?" You asked, surprised.

"Yeah... While you were gone, I've been focusing on that regenerative project of Connors, and with more animals... the more work he had to put into them with that plan of yours. And eventually, he threw them away." Harry explained.

"Seriously?! You didn't do anything to stop him?" you asked.

"I was too busy trying to find you, and also trying to cure your eyesight, your missing hand, and the god damn cancer! I-I just have a lot on my mind, ok?" Harry squeezed your hand, you squeezed back.

"So how many people are freaked out about my eyes?" you asked as you both walked to his office.

"...a lot of people. I wrote up a statement you can say to the press after this meeting, hopefully with that nobody will be asking any more questions." Harry told you as you entered his office, already sitting down was the infamous Ingrid Newkirk, wearing a gaudy pantsuit and a fake smile. You hated this woman.

"Doctor Osborn! So glad you could finally join us, for a moment I believed Oscorp was holding you, hostage, here!" she laughed.

You gave a strained smile as you sat down. "Hello, Mrs. Newkirk."

"I must say when I found out that the renowned young animal rights activist y/n Osborn was working at Oscorp, one of our biggest enemies, I couldn't believe it!" She took a sip of tea and gave a sly smile, you shuddered.

Can I eat her? Venom asked, but you didn't answer.

"Well, I am hoping to enact change from the inside, not everything needs to be done your way." You said politely.

"Well our way has been working out so far, hasn't it?" Ingrid told you.

"You said that you had questions about the ethical treatment of animals for Doctor Osborn?" Harry interrupted.

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