Hey, so, when I said I'd already started on a sequel, I really did mean it. By that I mostly mean I don't have the inspiration to write out one of the ideas I've got for other fics, so I just went to this because I was bored. This is mostly just an introductory chapter, so it's pretty short. Hope you like it!

Peter: hey, I'm going on patrol tonight if u wanna join me

Eddie: Sure, where do you want to meet up?

Peter: roof of the daily bugle

Eddie: Okay, see you there.

"Hey, Mary, me 'and V are gonna go out," Eddie says, getting off the couch.

"What? Where are you going, it's, like, 6:00."

"5:47."

"Close enough. Answer my question."

"We're just going out for a walk."

"At night? Whatever, it's your funeral."

"Aw, c'mon, don't be like that. I've got Venom, we'll be fine."

"Okay then, have fun. You need someone to bail you outta jail, I'm just a call away."

"We're just going for a walk, jeez."

"Yeah, sure, totally, got it," Mary says, winking at them.

"Jesus Christ," Eddie mutters, rolling his eyes and walking out the door.

What does she think we are going to do?

"I dunno, rob a bank or something."

Are we?

"What? No, we're meeting up with Peter, remember."

You are no fun.

"Excuse you, I am super fun. Now, come on, let's go."

Fine. Venom says, creeping over Eddie's skin.

. . .

After texting Eddie, Peter plugs his phone into its charger and climbs out the window, already wearing his Spidey suit. He still wasn't sure this was a good idea, but it wasn't like he could cancel now.

It doesn't take him long to reach the top of the building, so he just sits down and waits, all kinds of scenarios rushing through his mind. What if they didn't show up? What if they tried to hurt someone? What if he couldn't stop them? What if, what if, what if?

All of that grinds to a screeching halt once Venom shows up, leaping from an adjacent rooftop. And while Peter thought he was prepared to see them again, it was really something else to have a hulking, eight-foot tall being with way too many sharp teeth looming over you.

"Hey," he says, his voice pitched higher than he would like.

"Hello, Spiderling," Venom says in their own chilling voice. "Eddie says to ask how you are doing."

"Uh, good, I guess? You ready to start?"

"Ready when you are."

"Okay. You think you'll be able to keep up."

"Aw, the Spiderling cares." Venom says, condescendingly. "The real question is, will you be able to keep up with us?"

They suddenly leap off the building and into the night.

Peter just sighs and jumps after them.

. . .

It was dark and cold, a typical night in New York. There was also, thankfully, not too many people out either, so it was pretty quiet.

"Gimme all your money, punk!"

Well, except for that. Deadpool glances around, seeing nothing in his immediate vicinity. Closer inspection revealed a mugger threatening some poor guy in an alley with a knife.

"I don't think you wanna be doing that," Wade says, walking up to them.

"Shit, Spider-Man!" the mugger exclaims, dropping his knife.

"Oh for the love of—how many times do I have to go over this, I'm not Spider-man! Do ya see any web patterns on this suit?"

The guy doesn't dignify that with a response, instead starting to run away.

"So we're doing this the hard way, I get it," Wade mutters, taking out one of his guns and aiming for the guy's legs."

"Deadpool! What are you doing?!" a voice yells from above his head.

"What the—Spidey, what're you doing here?'

"What are you doing here?"

"Uh, your job, apparently. You let that guy get away."

"No I didn't."

"Yeah ya did, he took off that way," Wade says, pointing down the alley.

"You were gonna shoot him!"

"Just in the leg, he would've been fine."

"That's not—y'know what, nevermind, sorry I said anything." He suddenly perks up and jumps down from the wall, a few feet in front of Deadpool. "Hey, stop that, drop him."

The seemingly empty darkness in front of them suddenly shifts to reveal a Colossus sized, slimy, black creature holding the would-be mugger.

"Drop him," Spidey says again, more forcefully.

"We are not a dog," the thing says, glaring.

"Remember our deal? The whole no killing/maiming thing?"

"Yes, of course," it says patronizingly, setting the dazed man down.

"Uh, excuse me, but what the fuck's going on here?" Wade asks, feeling oh so very confused.

Spider-Man and the thing turn to look at him, and suddenly everything clicks into place. "Oh, shit, I'd know that tongue anywhere, it's Venom! Spidey, get behind me, I'll hold them off as long as I can!"

"Who is this?" Venom asks, sounding vaguely confused.

"Don't worry about it," Peter mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Can we eat him?"

"No."

Wade narrows his eyes. "Wh—oh, damnit, what universe is this again? Baby Spidey equals MCU, which means Movie-Verse, so that would make you . . . Tom Hardy!"

"What are you going on about?"

"Nothing important, my fine arachnid friend! So what's Venom doing here if not trying to kill you?"

"The Spiderling is teaching us to be a superhero."

"Does this mean a team-up? Well, now I'm just offended no one invited me."

"Why would I do that?"

"Can't you just picture it? The wacky adventures of an exasperated hero, trying to teach two unruly anti-heroes morals and how to be good! I can see it already, making up different rules, at least fifteen of 'em!"

"Oh, really? Look, Deadpool, I can't deal with you right now, so if you don't mind, we're gonna leave."

"No, wait, don't go, I'll be good! Scouts honor, promise."

"You're not a scout."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. So, where we goin' next?"

"What, I never—"

"Pleeease."

Spidey sighs and hangs his head, muttering unintelligible things under his breath. "Fine! Whatever, you can come along. But only if Venom's cool with it."

"We do not mind. This strange man seems funny."

"Great! When do we start?"

"Right now. But if you're coming along, we need to set down some ground rules. No killing, or maiming."

"What if it's an accident? These katanas are very sharp."

"No accidents."

"But—"

"But nothing. You coming, or what?"

"Ugh, fine. You're such a buzzkill."

"And you're crazy."

"Guilty as charged! So, what're we doin' first?"

Yeah, so, Deadpool's here because I say he is and I can make those decisions. He was originally gonna be in Friendly Neighborhood Venom, but I just couldn't seem to fit him in anywhere. So, this was my solution.