Death XVIII Little shop of horrors
"What is it, Havoc?"
"I dunno some sort of rare plant, I guess?"
"Looks more like a weed to me…"
"Where'd it come from?"
"I dunno…"
"I think it's the Colonels…"
"Really? Where'd he get it? A trip?"
"Naw…probably a gift from some chick he dumped last week?"
"She must really hate him. This things really huge, really creepy and really ugly…"
"Don't say that Breda! It's a pretty plant!"
"You're such a dork Furey."
"Hey—"
Slam!
"Honey we're home!"
"Oh...Heya Chief, Al, What's hanging?"
"Nothing much, brother and I just came back from our last mission. We're going to hand in our report to the Colonel now."
"Yea, stinking baster—whoa hey, isn't that the freaky plant from the mission with those hookers?"
"I think so, but was it always so big?"
"I don't kow. Did they ever figure out what it was?"
"I guess not."
"Where in the hell is the Colonel anyway?"
"Not here"
"Haven't seen him since yesterday"
"Just great—"
"Hey I think it's moving!"
"Chief watch out!"
"Brother!"
"Ahhhh-shit!"
Gulp!
"…it ate my brother…"
"Just what the Hell is that thing!"
"The Venus Fly trap, Dionaea muscipula, is a carnivorous plant that catches and digests animal prey—mostly insects and arachnids. Its trapping structure is formed by the terminal portion of each of the plant's leaves and is triggered by tiny hairs on their inner surfaces. When an insect or spider crawling along the leaves contacts a hair, the trap closes if a different hair is contacted within twenty seconds of the first strik—"
"Falman! When did you get here?"
"So does that mean it thought brother was a bug?"
"I thought he was a delicious little appetizer!"
"…."
"I'm going home."
"Me too."
"I agree"
"Wait for me!"
"Brother!"
"Yum."
Two updates in one day. My class is sooo boring.