Strength pulsed through the plant's roots as it cackled and poised each weapon, ready to blast whichever creature moved first. It felt wonderful to expel the pot from around its roots and be free. Its leaves flourished and unfurled. Venomous saliva filled its mouth. It was suppertime.
…
The plant lunged, using a shot from a laser gun to distract the two. Zim was too smart for it and pulled Dib out of the way. Using his incredible invader senses, he leapt up on the plant's stalk and grabbed on, tearing away at the stalk with his sharp claws.
But the plant shook him off and he flew into the darkness, screaming.
…
Dib was left to face the plant alone.
"What are you doing?" he shouted. "I took care of you! You were supposed to help me defeat Zim!"
"I have only one purpose," the plant laughed evilly. "And that is to spread my seedlings all over the surface of this planet and EAT every last creature on its surface until we dominate!"
"NO!" Dib screamed. "I've been helping another alien invader this whole time?"
"That's the gist of it," the plant cackled as it wrapped its roots around Dib and picked him up by his feet. "And I'll start with YOU!" Its mouth opened and Dib stared down its throat. He screamed and struggled, but it was no use. Just as he thought everything was lost, the plant screamed in pain.
The pod violently shut and started to wither. Its leaves dropped like petals off a flower. The stalk became flimsy before snapping in half. The pod fell to the ground, twitched, and stopped moving. The roots fell limp and Dib managed to scramble free. He looked around.
Gir, the little robot, was sitting next to the fragmented pot with a spray can of some sort. Dib walked over.
"Hey, can I see that?"
Gir looked at him and handed the can over before running off giggling. Dib looked down at the label.
NEW! Weed Killer!
