Heres the request OwO:

And for the people who don't know what DPD is:

Now you don't need to look it up! (I did cause I'm dumb)

Here ya go :).

(Sorry for taking so long, I got kinda burned out and stuff and needed more ideas.)

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Peter Stark POV

   'Come onnnnn Petey, do some real damage!' Spider whined in his head. I rolled my eyes, webbing up the robber and replying 'No, I'm not a murderer. This man will be given justice. Now go back to bed, I don't need you right now.' Spider pouted. 'But Petey, that's no fuuunnnn!' I just sighed, saying, 'Goodnight, Spider.'

   'Rude! I didn't wanna get stuck with a brat like you, but here we are!' I sighed, hearing him grumbling in the back of my head about how I'm weak.

   See, here's the thing. I was kidnapped by Hydra when I was six. I don't remember much, and thinking about it makes me sick, but I do remember when Spider first talked to me. He was kinda like Venom in the sense that he was a Symbiote, but he didn't actually take over unless there was a big avengers mission. Hydra ingected it in me when I was seven, and all I remember was excruciating pain. 

   But our first conversation was... interesting.

~~Flashback brought to you by OwO~~

   'Ahh... my host. We finally meet.' 

   I watched the strange red blob pulse in... almost a greeting.

'Who-who are you...?!' I said repulsed by what I saw. It laughed and shoved me closer with a claw. 'I am you. You are me. We are one. Nothing can change that. So Petey, what do you want to kill.' I gasped. 'I- I don't wanna kill anybody! Why would I do that?!' 

   'Hng... you seem... pure. Not easily... corrupted. I seem to have met my match.' It pondered, then loomed over me, seeming amused by the situation. 'Let's make a deal. You let me stay in your body, and take some of your nutrients. I'll help you get out of this hell hole. Then, we go our separate ways.'

    I hesitated. Nothing ever comes without a price, I knew that. But I was desperate.

  'Deal.' I said immediately. I really just wanted to see my dad. I didn't care what the consequences were.

~~Present day OwO~~

   Spider ended up staying though, because of my DPD. I became dependent on him. I don't know why he did it... but he stayed. And we became Spider-Man. 

   But now, without his commentary, it was lonely... my DPD had gotten better, but it still wasn't completely manageable. 

   Soon my breath began to hitch, and I paused from swinging, landing on a building. Soon i was having a full on panic attack. 'Crap, not now. Spider! Spider please!' I yelled into my subconscious. I was getting scared after a few more calls for Spider. I began to cry. 'Please, Spider... don't be gone... I can't do this alone...' 

   'It's alright, I'm here Petey.' He said and soon I felt a red wreath on my shoulders, comforting me. 'S-spider...?' I thought quietly in my subconscious. It wiped my tears away with a small claw. 

   'I'm here. Don't worry. I'm not gonna leave any time soon. You're too good of a host and... well you've grown on me. But don't let that go to your head, brat!' He said that last part jokingly. I laughed, saying, 'I won't. I promise.' 

   'Now get back to your dad, he's probably worried sick.' Spider said. 'Also, try not to wake me up so rudely. Did anyone teach you manners?' I snorted. 'Did anyone ever teach you not to go around killing random strangers?' I thought snarkily. 'Whatever. They probably deserve it.' I smiled at his weird logic.

   I entered my bedroom to find my dad pacing, and muttering to himself. Then he saw me. He put his hand on my shoulder and started to say, "You better have a good reason for-" but he was cut off by Spider.

   "Relax, He had a small panic attack. I helped." Spider said in a bored voice. He rarely talked to the others. He deamed them, "uninteresting" compared to me. I didn't get that but shrugged it off. 

   "Oh... well thank you. And Peter, next time call me at least. I have enough gray hairs from you." Dad said as he pulled me into a hug, kissing my forehead. "Okay, dad. I will." I said smiling, and walking to my bed. If I turned around, I would've seen Dad give a small nod to Spider and walk out.

—A few hours later— 

  I woke up the next day with Spider curled around me, protecting me. I smiled.

  Yeah, he cared about me.

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Ugghhh this feels so rushed I'm sorry guyyyssss.

It's your friendly neighborhood author here with something a little different. Hope you enjoyed it, even though I hate it because I can't focus right now. I plan to update again sometime today.

Imma go read a bit more fanfic before writing more though, so see you soon Webheads!

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