Good god, someone peer pressurize me into updating when I say I will xD

Well...All I have to say is THANK YOU DarnitMyButtWentNumbAgain for submitting a review D ILU x3

Hours passed before Seymour came back. Mr.Mushnick went to his own house. Seymour would stay at the shop and watch over it at night on his own choice. I was asleep while leaning back in a chair at the desk with a book lying dead in my hands.

Talk about multitasking.

"Ellie?" Seymour quietly called out to me as he gently shook me. I opened my eyes slightly. Tired beyond all belief. "I'm back." He said.

"Welcome home..." I mumbled out as I rubbed my eyes and sat up. "Damn...Chair is NOT a good bed." I grumbled out. He smirked at my moodiness.

"How's Twooey?" He asked. I looked up and had a look of exhaustion and apathy.

"Oh, your damn morbid plant? Downstairs." I said. He looked at me oddly. "Yeah, that's right, MORBID. Your plant? Yeah. It's fine. I fed it. MY BLOOD. IT TOOK MY BLOOD." I droned out coldly. "I don't even let doctors take my blood. And there's your freaky fat plant goin' drinking it like wine." I ranted on and on.

"Blood? No way!!" He said panicked. I dragged him downstairs, pulling him by that hideous tie he wears a lot. As we walked up to the plant, it looked as if it was sleeping.

I pulled out a pocketknife I had and opened the knife part. Seymour backed up with a panicked look. Glancing to him, I gave myself a tiny cut on the finger, only wincing from the slight pain. Holding my cut finger over the plant, it quickly rose up and wiggled madly.

"It's INSAINE!" I said. I dropped a few small drops of blood in for it. MY BLOOD. YEAH. Evil. "Seymour," I said "What are we going to do? We can't keep feeding it blood." I said. HE looked at me with a somewhat sad look.

"We have to." He whispered out. I stepped back and gave him a look that just said 'What in the hell are you talking about!?'

"What in the hell are you talking about!?" I asked. The plant just wiggled for more blood. I would have hit it. But I was preoccupied.

"We can't just let it die...Audrey would hate me." He said quietly. I sighed.

"Damnit Seymour." I groaned, "FINE. Since you're like a brother to me... I'll help you with it okay? Maybe after a while it'll stop with the drinking of the blood." I said hopefully.

"Yeah, Maybe."