Craving
Glass littered the floor and most of the only light came from the streetlamps outside, this was third night this week Venom has been dragged out like this with no way to overpower Eddie. It was a rare thing for Venom not to be able to regain control of their shared body from Eddie but that’s just how determined he was about this. That’s just how strong the craving was.
“Eddie, you can not keep doing this.”
“S’fine.” Eddie replied through a full mouth.
Venom growled.
“It is not fine. It is dangerous.”
The store’s security alarm was still blaring but it was starting to look like no one was coming, they had broken in at least twenty minutes ago...and by they they meant Eddie. But the shrill noise of the alarm was starting to make Venom ache and to their utter annoyance Eddie didn’t seem to notice. He was much too preoccupied.
Eddie was sat on the floor hugging a large drum of strawberry ice cream to his huge belly and scooping spoonful after spoonful into his mouth. This was the third ice cream store they’d busted into in the last week because of his insatiable craving for the stuff. Or the baby’s craving. Venom didn’t really know who was in charge of the decision making here. All Venom knew for sure was that Eddie was ready to pop at any minute and they’d be damned if their son was going to be born in a Baskin Robbins or a Ben and Jerry’s or some other god forsaken place with his father on the precipice of being arrested for breaking and entering. Or worse, Eddie gets arrested for breaking and entering and then gives birth in jail.
“Eddie! You can not get arrested for this! Our son can not be born in a jail cell!”
Eddie tiled his head in obvious confusion.
“I do not understand, this did not happen with Carnage. You hardly had any cravings!”
Eddie, mouth still stuffed with ice cream, shrugged unhelpfully.
“Darling, please let’s go home.”
“V, its fine. Nobody’s coming. And if somebody does come that’s what we have you for, isn’t it?” Eddie pointed out as he shoveled more ice cream in his face.
Venom grumbled at Eddie using their own unwavering protectiveness against them.
“Ah!” Eddie suddenly yelped in pain.
“What?! What?!” Venom pressed their large hand to his round stomach that strained against his once baggy sweatshirt.
“Brain freeze!” He hissed and rubbed his forehead.
Usually, Venom would admit, they would have no qualms about some late night junk food heists. Normally, they would encourage it. Normally, they would assist in it. Normally, it was their idea of a wonderful time!
But not when Eddie was housing their tiny, helpless, fragile child that could decide to enter this world any minute. They just wanted him home and safe.
“Eddie, it is my one job to keep you and the baby safe. Please let me bring you home.”
“Fine.” Eddie dropped the spoon into the ice cream tub.
“Can you have a better attitude about it?”
“I have a great attitude about it!”
He sat there for a while before sighing.
“I can’t stand up by myself.” He said.
Two days later on the morning their little Sleeper was finally born Eddie was exhausted and thoroughly passed out in the Alchemex lab. When he finally cracked an eye open to the world he saw a pint of strawberry ice cream and a spoon sitting on his bedside table.
“I asked Liz to bring some in for you.”
Eddie wanted to cry, Venom was his hero.