To Be The Villain Or Not To Be!

When I returned home after that debacle, I was greeted by. .no one. It was quiet. And strangely, I was okay with that. Well not entirely but at least I can finally sleep now.

Aaahhh, the sweet sweet comfort of clean linen sheets. Papa likey.

Unfortunately the sun graced me far too soon. Why do we not have curtains?! I curse you Sun! I curse you to the abyss!

Anywho, a new day, a new me. Hopefully a better one! It's time to be a hero! . . Yuck, no. It's the weekend now so let's check up on the kiddies!

But what is that purring noise? I threw the blankets over and lo and behold, Felicia is lieing naked and contently across my leg. Seriously? Like you couldn't just call or something?

Oh wait. She got Jenn's number but not mine. Whoopsie daisy.

Me: "Wake up sleepy kitty. What the heck are you doing here?"

I try to nudge her away. Like really really nudge her. Let go dang it! Let! GO! Finally!

Felicia: "Nyaa~h (that was a yawn), about time you woke! I've been here since 2 in the morning and you never budged!"

Me: "Well excuse me. I had a grieving kid to talk to! And I couldn't get any sleep last night because of a certain 'Black Cat' howling all night."

Point to moi. Made her blush. . And it didn't last long. Tsk.

Felicia: "Who's the unlucky kid?"

Me: "Harry Osborn. You'll probably see about it on the news soon. I'm sure you didn't know, but a heads up, his daddy was Green Goblin."

Felicia gasped, "Norman Osborn was that ugly thing?!"

Me: "Yep, fun times ehh? Anyways, I need to check in on Spider-Man and see if he's coping well. Poor kid was blaming himself for daddy Osborn's destructive behavior (and practically self suicide)."

Felicia: "Oh can I come help! I've always wanted to know who was under the mask."

Me: "I can't do that. It'd be like me telling all your targets that Felicia Hardy, their lawyers' daughter, is the one robbing them."

Felicia: "H. .How the hell do you know all this? That type of information goes beyond just knowing about us from your old world?!?"

Ahh. .eh he, maybe I disclosed too much. She had straddled me in her pursuit to get closer. Maybe she was hoping that invading my personal bubble would intimidate me. Pfft, I only screamed out of reflex!

Though in hindsight, I should have pushed her a little further away. A naked woman on me doesn't bode well. But in that retrospect, her shifting her hips around was probably planned by her.

Alas, before anything could start, Peter showed up. No, not at the door, no the little kiddo had barged into my room. Seriously dude, that is called invasion of privacy. As well as breaking and entering. I could so call the cops on you!

But I guess catching one of the sexiest villianesses on top of me threw him for a loop. And the fact I was. .ahem. . poking out, and through, her derrière could have made him uncomfortable. Because he shut the door quite quickly.

Sigh. I made myself presentable while Felicia rummaged for clothings. See, this is why symbiotes are awesome. I can dress on the fly and the attire fits perfectly every time!

I headed downstairs to see Pete walking back and forth in the living room. Keep doing it enough, kiddo, and you'll leave a ditch in here.

Me: "What's up kiddo! I see you're still distressed, so how about some tea for your thoughts?"

Maybe that could have gone better. Honestly, I thought it would. But instead he just yelled. Le sigh.

Peter: "What the hell is wrong with you?! A man died last night and you're just shagging up with one of my villains?! What about Harry? I tried calling him, but he refuses to answer, and Norman's death is all the news with everyone blaming Spider-Man and 'Green Goblin' being responsible for his death! I just. I just want some help. What's wrong with. . with. ."

Yep. There goes one of the hero breakers right there, the stress of the job. Also the guilt of failing. I'm not one for hugs. .oh who am I kidding. Hugs heal all! So when Felicia came down, and he had returned to grumbling, Ihad asked her to calm him down.

Felicia: "I don't think he'll be receptive to a stranger giving him hugs. Why don't you talk to him?"

Me: "You're not exactly a stranger to him though. . And also, hugs are awesome. Just do me this favor please."

She was confused by the 'not a stranger' part. She looked from me to him. Listened to his grumbles. Looked back at me with wide eyes. I just nodded back. See, this here be the minds of a woman at work. She connected dots and solved the clue! (as long as she connects the right dots. .otherwise you lose your balls)

Felicia: "That's. .really him? I thought he'd be. . ya know. .older?"

Me: "Old in spirit. Mature in mind. Young in body. Want some morning tea? Or you want coffee?"

Felicia: "Tea with some cream please."

Ahh, glad to know I'm not alone in the tea world. I'll make Pete some coffee, just in case

When I returned, I was flabbergasted. How in the sweet bejeebus does she already have him crying on her shoulder?! I hear, and see (ty subtitles), him blabbering everything to him. She keeps whispering small encouragements and sweet words to help him along, yes, but how did this happen?! I was gone maybe 10 minutes! Tops!

Well. .I mean at least she's helping. And I guess I owe her a favor now. So I approached them with the drinks and offered it gingerly to Pete since he was still shaking a little. Damn. I suppose he held alot in. It's not easy being a teenager superhero. Of course he'll be graduating next year, so i suppose a young man would suit him more.

Me: "Well. I guess I wasn't needed. Thank you for helping him, Cat. So how do you want to do this, Pete. I'll offer you some choices and you can choose, or not, on the direction you want."

Felicia: "I already told him my name. Figured if I knew his identity now, he should know mine."

Me: "Well that's good. Okay kiddo. I figure we can do this a few ways, but listen close and make your choice. One - we could have you show up and defend yourself in the accusations they have made against you, but you should know better than to believe anyone will listen. Two - You could quit being a superhero and just relax for a bit. Take a vacation and enjoy your school life-"

Peter: "I won't do that! I made a choice to help everyone. I even made a promise to my uncle Ben to always help!"

Me: "Calm down. Calm down. Those weren't all the options. Just the first two that came to mind. . Or three - the one I think you should do. We should have a play while fighting in the city."

Peter and Felicia: "A what?"

Me: "Simple really. We act out a script where I come out as the killer of Normal Osborn, we don't mention he was Green Goblin, and you Peter will come to kick my bum."

Me: "So Peter. Any choices? You don't have to do any of it, of course, I will never force you in anything. But I will help you."

Peter: "I don't want any of those choices. Why would you choose any of those as the only thinfs to do?!"

Me: "I didn't say those were the only ones. Just the first three that came my mind right now. You don't have to do them. You're a growing man and can make your own decisions."

Peter: "Then no. I'll confront Harry as Spider-Man and tell him it was an accident. His father was never supposed to die. It's the right thing to do!"

And with that, he stood up and barged out lf my home. .Sigh. Stupid kid. Alot of people like you, but they never speak out. Only the ones against you speak the loudest.

Felicia: "You're going to help him aren't you?"

Me: "But of course. I did say I would."

Felicia: "How? Sure you could be the villain, but what would you go as? I saw your suit in action with the wings, you even helped out at the supermarket with Shocker."

Well that made me chuckle. I guess I made a decent impression and never knew. But no. I would go in the iconic form that I have been practicing in becoming.

My symbiote skin slowly forming around me. My legs bulking out, my form hunching over her, my face more alien like, and my razor sharp teeth shining. Felicia backed away in slight horror. I spoke in that rough, crackling voice.

Me: "No worries. For I will be Venom!"