Perfect Preparations

Venom had seen her fair share of strangeness in the world. From the volcano eruption that disturbed her earliest memories, to the long night that had torn her marriages apart. What was real sometimes blurred into the surreal and supernatural. She had visited the afterlife, meeting her father there in a forced dream, she knew there was more than what the eye could show and the ears could hear. Venom knew that her lover wasn’t quite so keen on the magic that fell over the world, but he wouldn’t say no to her either.

She strolled up to the cellar like storage that held a decent amount of food. More than enough to help bolster a feast. Her silver tipped ear swiveled back to catch the subtle sound of pawsteps behind her. Before she could react, she felt the nip of his teeth against her hip and she caught Maverick from her corner of her eye as a smirk took her features.

"I did.” She replied after he puffed himself up and put on his best impression while he teased her. "I want to help provide for the feast, with our larders nearly overflowing I think we can afford to be generous.”

"Venom & Maverick"