Mini Series: Part 4 {UNDER REFERB}

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Dib entered the garage through a door and sighed leaning on the giant garage door. The plant however, once propping up proudly had plopped his head on the ground. "Oh boy..Here we go again. Twoey I haven't got much left. Just let me heal, a few days and then we can start on the left hand again-"

"Feed me!"

".......I beg your pardon?"

"Feed Me!"

Dib's eyes lit up in surprise. "Twoey! You talked! You opened your-trap your thing you said-"

"Feed me Membrane, Feed me now."

Dib took a step back. "I-I can't."

"I'm starving!"

Dib sighed. "I don't know, maybe I can squeeze a little out of this one." He squeezed a bit more blood out of his fingers as the plant had completely sucked it dry of blood. "More more!" Dib's temper started to rise. "But there isn't anymore! What do you want me to do?!?? Slit my wrists???!!"

Y/N 2 licked his lips in approval.

"Ok. How about I go to Macmeaties and grab you a nice sloppy Joe."

"Must be Blood!"

"Twoey thats disgusting."

  "Must be fresh!"

"I don't want to hear this!"

Feed me!

"Does it have to be human?"

Feed me!

"Does it have to be mine?"

Feed me!

"Where am I supposed to get it?"

Feed me, Dib

Feed me all night long

That's right, boy!

You can do it

Feed me, Dib

Feed me all night long

'Cause if you feed me Dib

I can grow up big and strong

"You eat blood, Y/N 2. Let's face it. How am I supposed to keep on feeding you? Kill people?"

"I'll make it worth your while."

"...What?"

"You think this is all a coincidence, baby? Your sudden success around here? Your cloning papers?"

"Look, you're a plant! An inanimate object!"

"Does this look inanimate to you, punk?! If I can talk, and I can move, who's to say I can't do anything I want!"

"Like what?"

"Like deliver, pal! Let's see you get everything your secret greasy heart desires!"

Would you like a Cadillac car
Or a guest-shot on Jack Paar?

How about a date with Heady Lemarr?
You gonna get it

How'd ya like to be a big wheel?

Dinin' out for every meal

I'm the plant that can make
it all real

You're gonna get it

I'm your genie

I'm your friend

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