Symbrock. Wordcount: 100
Dan snapped his glove off, dropping it into the trash. "Well, your organs are fine- I can see you took my advice about getting phenethylamine to help Venom stay healthy, and it's working for you both."
Eddie twisted at his bracelets. "Yeah, we're doing great."
Dan leaned against the counter. "That's the 'I don't want to tell my doctor something' voice."
Venom popped out. "WE ARE SPAWNING."
To his credit, Dan just blinked. "Are you sure?"
"POSITIVE."
His fingers tightened around the edge of the counter before he grinned.
"Congrats, you two!"
Venom grinned back, all teeth. "WE'RE VERY PROUD."









