The day I had been dreading finally arrived. Monday. The day of hell that comes back every 6 days. I reached out, grabbed my alarm clock- which was blaring into my ear-, and yeeted it as far as humanly possible. It crashed into the wall, but didn't turn off.
Someone's in a bad mood.
"Huh...? Oh, yeah. You." I groaned, still groggy.
Feed me. I want a hot pocket.
"I'm not hungry though-"
HUMAN, I HUNGER! GIVE ME THE CONSUMABLES!
"Okay, fine. Just shut the fuck up."
NOW.
"OKAY." I climb from the warm, cozy sanctuary of my bed. Lucifer, our cat, whom I had named, followed me down the stairs. "Can I go back to bed after this?" I questioned the symbiote. "I don't want to put up with Marvin's bullshit today."
Humans need education.
"They don't need symbiotes either." I retorted, setting the pepperoni pizza Hot Pocket in the microwave.
FEED ME HUMAN.
"I'm working on it." I groaned. "Stop being annoying."
Eat you're liver? I comply.
"You need a host."
......
Touché.
"Thought so." I said, pulling out the steaming hot pocket. Bad idea. I yelped and threw it onto the marble counter, my hand in a burning pain.
EAT IT.
"THAT MOTHERFUCKER IS TOO HOT!" I yelled. After waiting for a bit, I pick it up and take a bite.
Yes.
"Freshly microwaved."
I go upstairs and change into a clean shirt and pants. With a smile, I pulled the hoodie over myself. It was baggier, considering I was losing weight. Not by choice. I just haven't felt hungry lately. I stuffed my computer into my bag and leave, jogging down the sidewalk. A mob of kids stood in front of the entrance waiting for the bell. Marvin and his crew were at the far end of the crowd. Good. I sat on the curb and watched busses pull up. The bell rang, and everyone filed into the building.
~Week timeskip brought to you by your lazy ass Author-Chan~
My 13th birthday was right around the corner. School was out for summer, and for that I was grateful. I'd gotten to know Onyx better, and had visited Eddie Brock a couple times. I was ready to try out a transformation.
I opened the door and yelled, "I'M HOME!" At the top of my lungs.
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Parasitic (On Hold)
Fanfiction"We understand. You are Venom, and we are Onyx." ~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~ Riley Taylor is a 12 year old girl who lives with her foster family. They aren't very fond of their extra addition, however, and only have her there for the money. She knows this, but...
