Peter had been chatting and laughing with Batwoman while licking his ice cream, planning to head home and sleep soon. Then, with his tongue still hanging out, he suddenly froze.
He had spotted an evil Fury LMD getting out at a gas station with a woman, apparently planning to buy something from the convenience store.
"Why are they still coming? Does it never end? Is this really a war of the Clones?" Peter sighed and stuffed the remaining half of his ice cream into Venom's mouth. "I need to deal with this robot problem. You—"
The man beside him said nothing. When Little Bug turned his head, he realized the man had vanished into the darkness again at some point.
Spider-Man rubbed his forehead and, speechless, began his operation.
The gas station convenience store was small, the very common kind of distinctly American little shop. There were barely any customers in the middle of the night. Only an old cashier stood there with a baseball bat for protection, drinking beer while watching a football game on TV.
Amid the commentator's passionate narration, Fury led Valentina through the aisles. The pistol hidden in his sleeve remained well concealed, and they looked like a loving married couple.
To pry Hydra's plans from his wife, Fury had agreed to her conditions. This Hydra agent had no other demands; she simply wanted to spend a day with Fury as though they were husband and wife.
So, not long ago, the two had gone to a scenic restaurant outside the city for a candlelight dinner, then driven to the coast near Long Island to look at the sea and take a leisurely drive.
Late at night, Valentina had asked for marital relations, saying she had not had any in decades and rather missed it. Fury