Ivy walked us through the structure lovingly stating each plants name. Most were latin words. Harley giggled at some of the names.
She has them in areas like in nature.
We left the bog swamp land, the cacti desert, the mountain valleys, the spring meadows, the vine trellis veranda, the grove of trees, the maze of bushes, the pool filled with lotus, Lilly pads and horsetails, the fruit orchard, the garden of veggies, the hill of beansprout, you name she grew it.
The last stop was in the back. It contained a huge work station filled with small plants in tubes and beakers and soils all numbered. Glass bell jars housed various moss and plants. Grow lights were scattered about and tiny water misters. Small seed packets were sitting in a huge clear filing cabinet.
Ivy turns to a large refrigerator and pulled out a large hunk of red flesh and slams it on the counter.
My eyes widened. "Is that it's breakfast?" I asked nervously.
"This is a snack." She explains.
I gulped and Harley tip-toed to the table.
"Your plants are flesh eaters?"Harley whispered as if afraid now the plants are listening.
"Yes. I tried giving them various diets. Insects were favored but they never grew much. One day a friend had visited with his lunch. He sat his hamburger down on the counter. The plant ate it and immediately grew."
"Wow!"
"That's not the best part."
"I trained it like Pavlov's method to expect the food from my voice command but I decided just like a dog that I needed to get something in return, make it work for its food." She said waving her hands excitedly.
"We did simply movements, then bends, twists it was unbelievable!" She added in quickened tone. "I ended up getting injured during one of the training exercised."
'It was hungry."
"The plant realized it's mistake and licked my wound."
"My blood evidently gave it antibodies."
"The plant licked my wound and instantly it was healed." She said in a crazed tone with eyes opened wide moving her head to the side and waving her hands.
"Now for the best part!"
" This is huge!"
"It can actually heal deep wounds, not just scratches. It makes our tissue and skin regenerate. I mixed starfish DNA with the plant. You see, If someone just severed a appendage my baby could save their life and limb." She screamed maniacally.
"Isn't it incredible?" She spat wide eyed.
"Wow." "Yes, It is!"I scream
"That's one super-plant." Harley said.
Ivy started to calm down and smiled. "Yes. It took my five years to perfect this specie. I had to run test after test, injections, cross-breeding's, soil tests, daily. All my plants died until the one with the heavy carnivore diet prevailed.!" "His name is Goliath."
"Ivy, Goliath can't stay at the loft. He would eat my cats!!" I said.
She winked and I gulped. She was planning on turning Goliath lose on The Joker.
It would be painful but it would grow back.
Oh my now this is going to get interesting!
Ivy takes teaching someone a lesson to an all new level!
