Spider-Man stood in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s laboratory, holding a glass jar containing a pool of red Slime.
After pulling out the stopper, he reached inside. The moment his fingertips touched the red liquid, a small depression appeared on its surface. Spider-Man continued lowering his fingers, and all the red liquid avoided them. Then, a strand of Slime cautiously touched Spider-Man's fingertip.
Spider-Man heard a young male voice ring out beside his ear. "Huh??? Wait! Venom once bonded with you? Oh my God, pull your hand back!"
"Why are all of you like this? What exactly is wrong with Venom??"
"He's a lunatic! So his host must be a lunatic too! Their minds must be full of all kinds of messy stuff..."
"...Huh? You seem... oh... my God! You're exactly the kind of host best suited for a Symbiote. I can feel your kindness and determination... All right, I can give this a try."
"That's more like it." Peter watched as the red Slime gradually covered his arm, then spread across his whole body. He shook his head, stretched to warm up, and said, "Don't forget the spider emblem on my chest. That's my trademark!"
"Like this? Or should it be bigger? How about dark blue? I'll preserve the original features of your suit."
"This is amazing! Oh my God, you really get me!"
The remaining Agents of the Cosmos Symbiotes still inside their jars conversed through the genetic catalog.
"I told you Red Wasp would get along with these kids. He even gave him a new suit."
"That's normal." Blue Spirit's neutral voice sounded. "Red Wasp is the youngest among us, and his previous hosts were all very young as well. I even suggested that he find an older host and learn how to carry out missions with greater composure. Now look