The messaging screen fizzled on, revealing a panicked Director flailing his arms about. "GROSSOLOGISTS!" he yelped. "There's been another disturbance at another greenhouse in the center of Clarksburg. Venus flytraps! I've already sent Naomi over to evacuate it; now I need you to get rid of those plants before they-" he shuddered - "destroy us all!" The transmission ended.

"C'mon, Ty," Abby called to her brother as she headed for the GRS-1. "We've got some flytraps to pull up."

"Good," he replied. "The sooner we get this over with, the sooner this episode can end."

Arriving at the greenhouse, the two had to shield their eyes from the sun. It was almost noon, and the heat was unbearable.

"Geesh," Abby panted, adjusting her goggles. "I'm sweating like a pig in this thing. If pigs could sweat, that is."

"You have it easy," Ty said. "Your hair isn't black. Mine is, and it's absorbing more heat than yours."

"I'm bigger than you are. I have a lower surface area-to-volume ratio. I can't give off heat as rapidly as you do," she said as they entered the steaming greenhouse. They found Naomi underneath a nexus of tall, yellow-green plants with bear trap-shaped leaves, her goopshooter poised.

"Hey Ni," Ty said, smiling a little.

"Hey guys," she replied. "Everyone else is out. It's just us. So, what's the plan?"

"Paige said we should try to starve them," Abby said. "Without nitrogen, they can't survive. But how do we keep them from feeding?"

"Easy. See the traps? We cut them off. Without them, it can't eat. And since those are modified leaves, the plant won't be able to photosynthesize either, eventually causing it to die."

"Can't we just goop them?"

"I tried that already."

"And?"

"It digested the goop."

Ty, meanwhile, had decided to do something about the plants while the girls were conversing. He morphed his right forearm into an axe, and, gripping its handle with his left hand, swung it into the plant. There was a squelching noise, and the stalk of one leaf fell to the ground, right between the girls.

Naomi recoiled a bit. Abby simply gave her brother a look. He responded with "You weren't doing anything, were you?" and went back to cutting down more stems.

"Well, at least the plan is working," Naomi said. "Perhaps we should make sure the leaf can't close ever again."

"Done," Abby said, effortlessly pulling the lobes outwards with a snap. The leaf now hung limp at the base of the stalk.

"WAUGH!"

They turned around to see Ty had gotten snatched up by a cape sundew.

"Dangit," Naomi grumbled. "We have to fight two family Droseraceae plants?"

"And in this weather, no less," Abby added.

The two girls began firing at the plant, covering its sticky surface with goop. Ty, demorphing his arm,wrestled out of the sundew's grasp, and slid down the length of the leaf to safety...right into another of the plant's leaves.

"Dangit."

"Forget it," Ty said. "I have a better idea." And with that, he morphed into a pea aphid and plunged his proboscis into the leaf, sucking it dry. He did the same to the other leaves, and finally sucked all the fluid out of the root system, killing the plant. He scurried over to the flytrap and did the same. The plant wilted, lost its color, and finally died.

Ty demorphed and belched. "Man, carnivorous plant sap tastes funny."

"I didn't know there were insects that ate carnivorous plants," Naomi said. "So...would that make them herbivores or omnivores?"

"I don't care," Abby said. "As long as it kills those things, I'm fine with it."

The three walked out of the greenhouse and back to the GRS-1. However, Naomi, who was at the back of the group, found a tendril wrapping around her waist. Then she was dragged off, so quickly she couldn't cry for help.

"Perhaps we should ask Insectiva if she's willing to loan some aphids to us," Ty joked.

"Pfft. Please. She'd probably use the aphids for consuming our food supply instead," Abby replied.

"Well, what do you think, Naomi?" He turned around.

"Where did she go?"

Dun dun DUNN!