Location: Rodeo Beach

Many first responders and police men in hazmat suits, carried all the dead bodies from the ground to the ambulances while a reporter interviewed Eddie about him solving the case.

Reporter: "Would you say that your friendship with Cletus Kasady is what allowed you to solve this decades-old mystery? You ARE the only person from the outside world he's spoken with. Seems he likes you."

Eddie: "Well, he's a serial killer. I don't see how he can like anyone."

Reporter: "Brock was able to uncover what the FBI and police could not. Bowing the public outrage, the governor on California has overturned his moratorium, and reinstated the death penalty for Kasady. Brock's career has been given a much needed revival, putting him back on top once more."

Time skip to now

You and Venom were on the couch watching the news together about Eddie's success in his case. Well, Venom was in his big form while sitting on the couch.

"A harrowing story finally comes to an end. Vindication for the victims and closure for the families. Thanks to the diligence of one man. Thank you Eddie Brock."

"And Venom. You know, this could be us, babe. Solving cases with Eddie, fighting bad guys with you. Maybe I eat them...hymm? And then we save the day." Venom said sitting up from the couch. "But you and Eddie DID save the day. It's done." You responded. Venom growled in anger before standing up and walking to his tire swing. "You said I could eat BAD GUYS!" He yelled before he violently chewed on the tire while snarling like a rabid animal. "This again?" You scoffed. "I need to be free! Feeling the wind in my hair and the sand between my toes!" "You don't have any hair, babe." Venom then slammed his hand on the kitchen island in frustration. "You are not listening!" You then rolled your eyes. "Oh I'm listening." "I can not live like this anymore! I'm starving!" Venom yelled holding his stomach.

"So eat those guys!" You yelled referring to the chickens you and Venom have. "I can't! Sunny and Cher are best friends." Venom said as the chickens clucked away "Are you serious? That's ridiculous! You care THAT much about some dumb chickens?" You asked. Venom then picked up one of the chairs and slammed it on the ground. Breaking it into pieces. "What the fuck?!" You yelled. Venom then went back into your body letting you take control. "You can't just break shit because you're mad! You need to get a hold of your aggression! That's why we have snookie!" You yelled slamming your hand on the tire swing.

"I can not live on chicken and chocolate alone! I need brains!" "Chickens have brains, idiot." You said sitting at your desk. "I most passionately disagree! Look! Look at those poor idiots! Small brains." Venom said as you looked behind you to look at the chickens. Before you turned back around to face your laptop. "Come on man. It's not their fault that you live off the old...Phenyleth...Phen...what was the word again?" You asked. "Phenylethyline. I told you this a thousand times that it is found in brains and in chocolate." Venom corrected.

You sighed while sitting up. "Alright well, how about this? You live in my body, you live by my rules!" You said before typing on your laptop. "I live in your body because I love you too much to leave, and I know you would be hurt if I left." He said are he morphed out of your shoulder facing you. You looked at him before pushing the top of your hair back. "Listen, the FBI is still investigating Eddie for all of that stuff that 'we were involved with.' I still can't believe he took the blame and didn't mention me. So if one more head goes missing, the three of us will be hauled off into area 51. They will kill us both, so someone has to be responsible. Understand?" You asked.

"Responsibility. It's for the mediocre." Venom then took over your right arm and kept typing 'dik' over and over in your email to Eddie.

"FOOD!"

"Can you stop doing that?"

"FOOD!"

"Please just stop doing that now."

"FOOD!"

"Come on! Stop doing that!"

"FOOD!"

"I'm trying to email Eddie! Will you..."

"FOOOOOOOOOOD!"

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! FINE YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

You yelled slamming your hands on the desk before closing your laptop and leaving the apartment. You loved Venom but sometimes he can be so inconsiderate.

You walked into the convenient store as the bell jingles when you opened the door. As always, Mrs. Chen was there to greet you...and Venom. "Good evening, (Y/n)." She greeted. "Hey, Mrs. Chen." "Good evening, Venom." Venom then greeted Mrs. Chen but in Mandarin. "He says hi." You said. As you were about to head for the chocolate, Mrs. Chen dropped the bed news on you and Venom. "The chocolate hasn't arrived yet." "NO!" Venom yelled. "Oh, no. We have a deal!" You said as Mrs. Chen crossed her arms. "What's gonna happen? You gonna stop protecting me? I don't think so. I've been keeping my mouth shut, feeding your little secret." You stood there shocked but also impressed with Mrs. Chen. "Wow. Little old Mrs. Chen is a little old blackmailer, huh?" You said with a smirk. "Less of the old, I am 39!" "And I am Barry Manilow! I and happy to eat Mrs. Chen!" Venom yelled clearly angry. "No! You will not eat Mrs. Chen." Mrs. Chens smirk was quickly wiped from her face hearing that sentence. "What?" "Well, I guess it's gonna have to be Plan B." You said. Mrs. Chen, with a worried expression, looked around before finally speaking.

"W-What's Plan B?"