Italics – Venom/Eddie speaking in their head.
"He's funny lookin'," Venom remarked as they approached Franklin Nelson.
"Shut it, V," Eddie snapped back.
They smiled at the man, sticking out their hand.
"Mr. Brock?" Nelson asked, shaking their hand.
"That's me," Eddie chuckled. "Just Eddie is fine though."
Nelson smiled back.
"Just Foggy then, man," the lawyer corrected. "That's what everyone calls me."
"Weird."
"Shut up."
They sat down at the small table outside the quiet café. Eddie pulled his notebook and pen from his pocket and placed them of the table in front of him. Foggy eyed them skeptically. The waitress brought them coffee, and Eddie started building his article.
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Parasite?!
Fanfiction*CURRENTLY BEING RE-WRITTEN* Eddie and Venom head to New York City for an article. Their arrival went smoothly, and nobody noticed them. But then the bad guy screamed too much, and now there are cameras in Eddie's hotel room, and the people on the o...
