Punch
Eddie sat on the floor obediently as Scream painted the nails on his left hand while Agony painted the nails on his right. Scream was using pink while Agony was using green so they wouldn't match but it was too late for him to turn back now. Tonight was a special occasion, a father-daughter dance at school, the school did it every year but this would be their first time since the girls were only first graders. None of the kids were big on fashion and because of their lack of certain discernible human parts they usually chose to go without but Scream and Agony could barely contain their excitement about wearing dresses to the dance (like Elsa and Anna they told him). Anne had taken them shopping to pick the clothes out last weekend and they ended up picking matching ones which Eddie and Venom both found unendingly endearing. Fancy little satin A-line numbers with glittery tulle skirts- Anne had explained all the proper dress terms to him as the girls modeled their dresses when they got home. Scream chose a pink colored one and Agony chose a cream colored one. Venom had prodded him several times about themselves dressing up to par as well. After all they didn't want to embarrass their daughters. He only had one actual suit but he made sure to clean and iron it for tonight.
Their primary babysitter Miles Morales, the sweet and responsible new Spider-Man they'd met while crime fighting, arrived right on time if not a little early and immediately fawned over the girls being all dressed up. Venom tied Eddie's tie for him as he left some money on the table for Miles to order pizza. In the car Eddie took an absurd amount of selfies with the girls behind him in the backseat grinning and making hearts with their hands. Arriving at the school Eddie opened the car door and the girls each grabbed one of his hands, mismatched nails and all. Eddie mustered up everything anyone had ever taught him about being a gentleman and escorted Scream and Agony inside.
“Agony, Scream don't you two look pretty tonight!” Their teacher greeted them.This school had quite a few mutant, alien and Inhuman children so the teachers and staff were unfazed by the Brock kids.
They both beamed and said thank you enthusiastically before pulling Eddie by each arm towards the colorfully lit dance floor. Venom smoothed over his left shoulder, down his arm and over his hand effectively making it Venom's clawed hand and held it out to Scream who gladly took it in hers. Eddie used his own hand to take Agony's and the girls stood on his shoes as he not-so-gracefully lead their dance. They danced through several more songs together including slow dance songs, fast dance songs and the girls taught him something called dabbing which he didn't really get.
“Daddy, can we get some punch?” Scream asked, apparently dancing had worked them up.
“Sure sweetheart.”
They eventually made their way the large punch bowl on the other side of the gym, Venom grabbing a handful of brownies from a nearby table on the way. Eddie poured them each a plastic cup of punch and handed it to them but before he could warn her or pull her out of the way someone bumped into Scream pretty hard causing her to spill bright red fruit punch all down the front of her dress. It was stained to hell and Scream just stared down at it frowning. Her prized dress now a mess, the very thing her whole world had been revolving around all week was all but destroyed. She looked up at Eddie, tears welling in her eyes. Eddie stared back, shrugged and poured his own punch all over the front of his pristine white button-up, tie and suit jacket. Scream's eyes got wide as she watched her father willfully ruin his own clothes. Agony, in a show of solidarity with her father and sister, gleefully dumped her punch on herself too. Scream stared at the soaking wet red stain splattered over Eddie's front and burst out laughing. Her laughter made Eddie laugh too until the three of them were sitting on the gym floor giggling and getting strange looks from everyone else. Later as they drove home Eddie and Venom glanced in the mirror fondly as their daughters slept in the backseat.