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We Are...

OKAY!

Bold is obviously y'alls' favorite symbiote. And normal is Peter unless stated otherwise.

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"Doo, doo, doo..."

"La dee da..."

"Bum Bum Bum..."

"Will you just shut the fuck up?!"

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Peter laid in his bed at Stark Tower, a scowl on his face. Venom, the symbiotic creature that had taken over his body four years ago decided it would be a great day to exercise his lungs.

"SPOOPY SCARY SKELETONS SEND SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE!"

"Oh Jesus help me."

"GoD saVE THE prOM qUeEn, teEnAGe DayDReaM jUsT anOtHEr DresSEd uP-"

"Stop!"

"Awh, but what's the fun in that?"

"You're giving me a migraine."

"Oh sorry, I'll shut up"

"Thank you, Ven'."

Peter was finally able to relax once the symbiote shut his stupid fucking mouth, breathing a sigh of relief. It had been literal torture to listen to Venom sing random ass songs he learned from Musical.ly- oh wait my bad, tik tok.

Peter closed his eyes as he thought about what he had to do that day. It was Saturday, so obviously not school. Homework? Already finished.

"I'm hungry."

"God dammit alright. I'll go eat."

Peter groaned and stood up, throwing a blanket over his bare, muscular shoulders. He walked from his room, down the hall and to the elevator, which he rode down two floors to the Avengers floor. He stepped out the automatic doors and went into the kitchen.

"What do you want?"

"Hm. Bacon and blood."

"No, you cannot have blood."

"Fine. Bacon and Spaghetti."

"That's a weird combination."

Peter got out a pot and filled it with water, placing it on the stovetop. He turned on the burner to a medium heat before grabbing a pan and getting the bacon out.

"Yes well you said I can't have blood, and spaghetti looks like brains."

"Still a weird combo, Ven'."

"Don't judge me."

"I'm not!"

The Avengers watched in confusion as Peter seemingly argued with himself. Why does he want blood?

The only thing no one noticed was that when he wasn't talking, his eyes had rolled back into his head. Odd. Hm.... I wonder why.

"Ven', you can't just go around eating people!"

"But I'm hungry and there's people behind you who

"look tasty!"

"Wait what?" Peter whipped his head around to see the Avengers staring at him. "Damn, Ven'. You were right, there are people there."

"Peter? Who are you talking to?" Steve asked warily. Peter's eyes went wide for a second before clearing his throat awkwardly.

"Um... no one. Why?" he replied, shuffling his feet. Wanda was about to say something when Fury frantically ran in.

"Avengers! Green Goblin is back and is looking for someone, but who we don't know," he said, out of breath. Conversation with Peter long forgotten, the superheroes rushed to get their uniforms on and left, going towards the Goblin.

"Oh, my god..." Peter said to himself once they were gone. "Hey. Ven'?"

"Yes Peter."

"You in the mood to fight?"

"When am I not?"

"Good."

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Peter arrived at the Clock Tower in only the sweatpants he had on before, just so he wouldn't get black goo on his suit like last time. And let me tell you, that shit is hard as FUCK to get off.

Peter could see the Avengers battling against the Green Goblin, and it seemed as though they were losing. With a spurt of courage, the boy banged his fist against the wall, sounding a loud BANG, catching the attention of all of them.

"Hey Harry! How could you not invite me to your little get-together?" he yelled in mock-offense. Harry looked down at him, psychotic grin and all.

"Ah, Peter Parker! Just the boy I was looking for. Now, give me back what's mine!" the villain commanded, using his hover-board ass looking thing to float down, jumping off in front of the teen.

"Oh, you mean this?" Peter asked, holding his hand out. A bit of black shot from his wrist before going back in. Harry shuddered.

"Yes, give it to me."

Peter laughed darkly, confusing the Avengers. What had Peter taken.

"He's mine, and only mine. You know why, Harry?" he asked, smiling. Harry took a step back, fear dominating his senses.

"Because we..."

All of a sudden, Peter was encased by black, grew till he was about seven feet tall, large white eyes stitching themselves into the black.

"...are Venom."

Harry nearly screamed and went to run away, but Venom grabbed his hoverboard looking thing and smashed it to pieces, grabbing Harry in his big hands, wrapping itself around the villain.

The Avengers were awestruck and fearful. What had happened to him? What was this monster?

Venom threw Harry across the clock tower, right into one of the spinny thingys, (don't fucking judge me) making him turn into guts and blood. Venom laughed manically before slipping away, revealing Peter again. The symbiote sat on his shoulder, a grin still etched in his face.

"Peter?! What the fuck?!" Tony gasped, rushing over to his son. Peter smiled sheepishly.

"Well, he's gone now... hehe..." he nervously said, shifting on his feet. Tony opened his mouth, closed it, and repeated it again.

"you cOULD'VE DIED!" he scolded. Peter shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh well."