Trust Me, It's True
Part Four: On the House
The next morning was slightly confusing. Seymour and Audrey both woke up late for work, but with the absence of their boss, there was nothing wrong with arriving late. They stayed together for just a bit longer before walking hand in hand to the flower shop. The usual crowd awaited their arrival and once again, the reporters, salesmen, and business owners offered Seymour new opportunities, but for the first time in a long while, it did not bother him. He could think of Audrey that day and hope, just hope, that one day he would tell her the truth.
She'll have to know if we ever get serious about being together, he thought, and turned to look at the plant. Then I'll figure out some way to end this, and I'll take Audrey away from this horrible place… if she'll have me. Imagine that; me marrying Audrey!
Those thoughts continued to bubble in Seymour's mind all day long as he took care of the plants and tended to the many customers' needs. Once all of the customers left, and he and Audrey kissed goodnight, the Audrey II spoke to Seymour again.
"Soo, you were there all night with Audrey, huh?" the deep-voiced plant asked.
"-Lay off, Twoey."
"Good thing we didn't make any bets about Audrey, huh? I woulda' won!"
Seymour rolled his eyes, but thought of Audrey at the same time. "How could I help it? I love her."
"Yeah, yeah… I still knew it!" the plant insisted.
Seymour scratched his head, thinking of something. "Hey, Twoey, why were there all those pizza boxes in the shop front today?" he asked the terrible flytrap.
"Oh, um, I just got a-a midnight snack!"
Seymour chewed his lip. "So how much do I owe the pizza guy?"
Audrey II paused, then made a small burp with a grin, hiding half a pizza delivery hat in the back of its mouth. "Don't worry, boy. I think it was on the house."
THE END.