Mother's Day
Their kids had...abilities. Sleeper’s chemokinesis has by far been the most surprising and they were still discovering more and more new powers their son was a long way off from being able to properly control. Empathogenesis, disinhibition, sedation and euphoria were all on the growing list of things Sleeper could do and they got at least two phone calls a week from daycare about it. Their other kids weren’t slouches in the special talents department either; Phage’s eyesight was superior to any other being on Earth that they knew of, Carnage could shift their body into pretty much anything from spikes to axes to their absolute horror even though Car was always playing when they did it, Scream’s voice could border on ultrasonic, Lasher could track even better than Venom could and Agony could project acid which had caused more than enough damage around the house over the last three years. The talents definitely came from Venom’s side of the family.
Venom wishes they had the foresight to have predicted all of this before they had their children because maybe then they’d be slightly more prepared for times like this.
Omelettes and waffles. That was all they wanted for their beloved today. That’s it. But it was steadily becoming an impossible dream thanks to their spawn. Venom was able to hold their own form for a maximum of twelve hours without having to return to Eddie or another host (thank you Flash), currently holding six foot stature instead of their usual nine, and they were honestly starting to worry they’d run out the clock before this was finished. Sleeper was in an ecstatic mood this morning and was quite literally rubbing off on everyone else, lowering their inhibition, increasing their impulsivity and making them giddily euphoric. It was affecting primarily his siblings as if it was being aimed specifically at them while Venom was left exasperated and nearing the end of their rope prompting secret irritation.
Lasher was bolting around, Agony had impulsively shot acid out of her hands leaving a sizzling hole in a cabinet as well as dissolving a leg of the kitchen table leaving it half collapsed and Scream was laughing and shrieking so loud it was starting to hurt. All of their enhanced strength was resulting in everything being forcefully thrown around and breaking. Waffle batter and eggshells everywhere. They were too excited about doing this breakfast thing for Eddie to focus on actually making it. They’d never celebrated Mother’s Day before (only Father’s Day) but Sleeper’s new name for his loving progenitor had inspired Venom. Unfortunately they did have to include their kids in this because Eddie wasn’t Venom’s parent, he was theirs and the surprise gift should come from them.
They realize now they could’ve just lied about it and left them all in bed.
“Papaaa!” Sleeper kicked and reached for them as he’s been doing every single time Venom turned their back to him.
Carnage accidentally tore slashes right through their siblings scrawled messages in the Mother’s Day card they were signing with their self-sharpened overly sharp talons, uttering a small but mostly indifferent “oops”.
Phage was reaching up to the still slightly taller than him counter top for the bowl of egg yolks only fall short and tip the bowl over onto the themselves and the floor leaving them both sticky. Apparently his outstanding eyesight didn’t see that coming,
“Dad, is it done yet?” Lasher paused his unintentional mixing of eggshell fragments into the last remaining good batch of batter.
“Not even close.”
“Oh.” He stated almost like he was well aware whose fault that was.
Venom was able maneuver around their extremely unhelpful offspring to eventually make the breakfast that was turning out to be their sole effort that the kids would get all the credit for because they loved their husband unbearably much and were going to take this bullet.
Once it was all ready the kids ran into the bedroom so insanely loudly they shocked Eddie out of sleep so hard he looked like he was mid-heart attack. Not really the loving awakening Venom had pictured but nothing about this morning had gone like they pictured anyways.
Eddie groggily looked around and noticed what the card Phage was holding a centimeter away from his face said.
“You’re really jumping onboard with this Mom thing aren’t you, V?” He inquired as they sunk into him with an affectionate squeeze, leaving Sleeper in his arms.
"Mumumuh." Sleeper rubbed his little hands through Eddie’s short beard.
“How can you blame me?”
Eddie smirked and nodded in convinced agreement.