Author Note
Oh, god, I'm so sorry for neglecting this fic! It's just that I've been really busy with school and family stuff. I had to be in a top English class, didn't I?! How fun. Six page essays, argh!
Enough whinging on my part. I want to thank Falling Stardust, Star's Snowflake and PhantomBialystock for your lovely reviews - extra thanks to Star's Snowflake for getting in touch and getting me moving.
Am I the only one that expected more Little Shop fanfics? I thought there would be HEAPS - there are only one or two! Odd.
Well, hope you enjoy this next chapter!
P.S. I changed the years - I was going by the year the movie came out, not the year it was set! Thanks to my friend Star's Snowflake for telling me!
Chapter Start
1986
'Krelborn!'
The blond young woman looked up from the microscope in front of her, adjusting her glasses as she straightened up.
'Yes, sir?'
'What are you doing?'
'Trying to figure out what species this plant is. I think it's some kind of fly trap, but I'm not incredibly sure.'
The professor wandered over to the girl, who had the strange and admittedly interesting plant standing next to her, a small square cut from one of it's leaves.
'Where did you get this?' He said, stroking his thin moustache with his thumb and index finger.
'There was a small stall in the market earlier today selling a whole bunch of 'em.' She replied. 'They didn't have a specific breed for it, so I thought I'd try a few experiments and see what it actually is.'
With that the plant drooped, it's now dry leaves crumbling from it. She gasped.
'What the? Why is it doing that?'
'You haven't been watering it, that's why.'
'I did water it. Three times a day, giving it plant food regularly.'
'Well, there's no time to look at it here. Either throw it away or take it home with you, Krelborn.'
She nodded and lifted the dying plant to her car.
...
Soon the car was parked in the driveway of her house. The plant had been covered to prevent flies attacking it - they seemed to love the plant. She lifted the small bundle and rushed into the house, locking the car as she went. She was welcomed home with the smell of apple pie baking in the kitchen.
'I'm home!' She yelled with a smile.
'Hi, dear!' Her mom yelled. 'How was college?'
She didn't have time to answer. The loud thud of footsteps came towards her. Suddenly she found herself in a headlock.
'Oh, thanks, Eddie!' She yelled.
Eddie Krelborn was her younger brother; he was almost the exact double of his father apart from his hair length and the lack of glasses. Although he was three years younger than her at sixteen, he was taller - much taller - than her.
With a laugh, he let go, taking pity on his older sister.
'Caught you by surprise, Layla?'
She gave him a sarcastic smile and punched him in the stomach.
'Kids!' Their mother yelled. 'No rough housing in the house!'
He shook his head with a smile before wandering into his room. Layla found her way to the living room. Her father sat there with her younger sister next to him.
'Hey, guys.' She said.
Her dad turned around and smiled before turning back to the TV. Her sister turned around, watching as Layla motioned to her room. The younger girl rose from the sofa and followed her.
'Close the door, will you?' Layla said as she walked into her room with the plant.
The young girl did so and sat on her sister's bed.
'What's that?'
'If you shut up for a minute, I'll show you. But you gotta promise something first.'
''Kay.'
Layla turned to her sister and looked her in the eye.
'Maggie Krelborn, you've gotta promise that you won't tell anyone, and I mean anyone at all, about what's under this sheet.'
'Not even-'
'Nope. Nobody. Not a soul. Got it?'
'But why?'
'Cause it's a secret, silly!'
Maggie hesitated for a moment. 'O... Ok then.'
Layla smiled. 'Good. Now, here goes.'
She pulled the sheet gently from the plant. It looked worse than ever; almost completely brown and shrivelled.
'God, it almost matches the fertiliser!'
'Can't you make it green again?'
'Probably. I'll need help though.'
Maggie sighed. 'Ok!'
'Pass me the knife. Be careful.'
'I know what I'm- Ouch!'
Layla hurriedly turned around. Somehow Maggie had sliced her finger. Being the almost thirteen year old baby, tears welled up in her eyes.
'Hey, don't cry, it's just a nick.'
'No, it's not! My finger's coming off!'
'Just calm-'
Her sister wailed like a toddler. Rolling her eyes, Layla shoved her sister's finger into her sister's mouth, making her suck the blood away and shutting her up. As she did so, there was a faint smacking noise from the plant. They stared at the shrivelled thing as it leaned forward. Maggie removed her finger from her mouth.
'It wants blood!' She whispered.
'What?!'
'It wants the blood from my finger.'
'Don't be ridiculous, how could a plant possibly-'
'Look!' She wandered to the plant, feeding it a few drops.
Layla lunged forward, pulling her sister away from the plant, pulling the cloth over it without looking.
'Don't bleed on my experiments!' She yelled.
'But-'
'Get out!' She yelled, pushing her little sister out of the room.
...
As Layla slept she was oblivious to the changes going on inside the plant. Now it was nourished by a few drops of blood. Now it was no longer brown. Now it was double it's original size; and now it had one thing on it's mind.
More food.