fandomtownies | Fandom Island Gazette, Tuesday Afternoon

Eddie had been offered a job after the whole Life Foundation/alien bullshit/ruining his own life and career with poor impulse control thing had shook out.

Complete control over the stories he wanted to do, good pay, and not even a mention of the Daily Globe incident either.

Downside seemed to be that he was in a small as hell town. And the building looked like it hadn't been used in years. Which was a little concerning.

"Hello? Anyone here?" he called through the empty bullpen. Out of the corner of his eye, a blue-ish blur darted past. And he could feel Venom just coiling up for a fight like he just wanted Eddie to be unemployed or something. "Okay, if this is a hazing thing, I'm already over it.

Then, very slowly, a few--teal? Was that teal?--teal deer poked their heads up from a few of the desks to blink at him. One was even wearing some glasses.

"Oh. Cool. Delayed psychotic break," he said weakly, waving at one of them.

He turned on his heel, heading back to the empty lobby to go sit down for a little bit.

Eddie. Eddie. Can we eat them?

And also look up flights back to San Francisco while fucking ignoring that question.

[open, of course!]