Peter knew exactly what he’d be walking into when coming home.

“Oh my god!” May jumped up from the sofa, throwing her cell phone on the coffee table as she rushed towards him.

Peter didn’t take so much as one step past the front door, immediately holding two hands up in the air.

“I can explain —”

“I have been calling you for the past two hours — two!” May’s voice, taut with stress, easily plowed over Peter’s. She rushed past him, closing the apartment door as quietly as possible – which wasn’t quiet at all. “You haven’t been answering your phone, you haven’t been texting back any of your friends — you can’t do that!”

Peter twisted around to face her. “May, listen —”

“I don’t know what the hell to tell your principal, I have no idea what to tell the school —” her hair loosened from its bun, her cheeks flushing red as she paced into the living. “This isn’t like you, Peter, this isn’t like you at all!”

“I know, I’m sorry,” Peter couldn’t get the words out fast enough. He dropped his backpack on the ground, nearly tripping over it as he tried to approach his aunt. “Honestly, May, I —”

Venom: no!

Riot: get in the rocket right now young man!

Venom: We don’t wanna!

I LOVED IT SO MUCH!

carnage

hope to see this guy sometimes soon on a big screen