(this chapter is rated PG-13 for blood)
"Hey man, ya gotta wake up. Dig?"
Peter slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was still on the floor where he had fainted. He looked up and Valerie 2 was on the table, staring down at him. Was Peter dreaming? He stood up and sat in the chair he was in earlier.
"Did you just talk?" He asked his plant.
"Of course I did man. I'm a-"
"Magical flower?" Peter asked, putting on his innocent smile.
"Yeah, something like that."
"Flower Power!"
"Uh, yeah. Listen man, I hear some dude is getting hitched to your chick."
Peter put on a brave smile. "It's okay. She loves Ronnie and I want her to be happy."
"Aren't ya uptight about it at all?"
"No."
"You're weird brother. But what if I told ya that ya can have that chick and anything else ya want?"
The Monkee leaned forward. "How?"
"I'll take care of everything for ya. All I need is payment."
"But we're broke."
"Not that kinda payment, I mean food."
Peter got up and opened the icebox. "We have some salami."
"I don't eat salami."
"What do you eat?"
"Blood." Valerie 2's tongue stuck out the side of his mouth as he thought about it.
"That's disgusting."
"Don't knock it till ya try it brother."
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you any blood." Peter pulled something out of the icebox and handed it to the talking plant. "How about a carrot?"
"I ain't no carnivore."
The front door opened and Mike, Micky and Davy all stepped in and went over to Peter, who was still holding the carrot in his hand while Valerie 2 became still again.
Peter pointed at Valerie 2. "Guys! He talks!"
"The carrot talks?" Micky asked. "Have you been watching 'Attack Of The Killer Tomatoes'?"
"No, Valerie 2 talked! He drinks blood and-!"
Mike placed his hand on Peter's forehead. "I think what happened to you today effected you more then we thought. You'd better get some rest."
"But-"
"Come on Pete." Micky put his arm around his friend's shoulders and walked with him to the downstairs bedroom while Peter told him about what the plant had said.
"What do you think Mike?" Davy asked their leader.
Mike looked at Valerie 2, who was motionless. "I don't know shot-gun, but I do know that there's something funny going on."
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Night came and all of The Monkees were sleeping, except for Micky. For some reason he was having trouble falling asleep and all day his head hurt and his legs felt weak. Was it his cold? It couldn't be that. He tried once again to sleep and slammed his face in his pillow. After a few minutes he felt something grab his leg and it dragged him off the bed and down the stairs.
"Guys!!" He screamed for his friends but they were sound asleep.
Now he saw his attacker, it was Valerie 2! His vines had grown longer and rapped around his right leg. Micky tried to think of a way out of this. He didn't want to be dinner for a salad! He grabbed onto the stairs, refusing to be dragged any further. But the more Valerie 2 pulled, the more the thorns dug into his leg and soon blood was dipping onto the floor. Valerie 2 grew impatient. He released more vines that rapped around Micky's arms and he finally let go and was once again being dragged across the floor, leaving a trail of blood along the way. There had to be something he could do.
The downstairs bedroom door opened and Peter's eyes widened when he saw what was going on. "Valerie 2! Stop it!"
The plant looked at Peter then reluctantly let go of the drummer. "I was only havin' a little midnight snack."
Micky ran to Peter, almost falling over. "Pete! Your plant just tried to eat me!!"
"Ya got it all wrong man." Valerie 2 told him. "I was just gonna drink some of your blood, is all."
"I'm not a coca cola machine!"
Suddenly music and a singing voice came from nowhere. "Things go better with coke."
"Where the heck does that music come from?" Micky asked and Peter shrugged.
"Are you okay Micky?" Peter looked at Micky's injured leg.
"It's just a flesh wound."
"It wouldn't be that bad if ya let me drink your blood man." The plant told him.
"Next time I'd like to have a warning of some kind." Then Micky groaned. "Look at me! I'm arguing with a flower!"
"Flower Power!" Peter grinned and Micky just shook his head.
"Some people are trying to sleep here!" Davy walked out of the bedroom then saw the bloody mess. "What happened?!"
"He happened!" Micky pointed at Valerie 2.
"It ain't my fault." Valerie 2 said.
"Yes it is!"
"No it ain't!"
"Is!"
"Ain't!"
"Is!"
"Is!"
"Ain't!"
"Ha! Got ya!"
"Darn it!"
Mike, who was woken up by all the shouting, threw a pillow and it hit the back of Micky's head. "What's all the arguing about?"
"Peter's plant attacked me!" Micky rubbed his head where the pillow whacked him.
"Sit down man, you're hurt." Davy started looking for some bandages for Micky's leg.
Mike walked down the stairs then looked at Peter's plant. "I had a feeling you were up to something."
"Really?" Valerie 2 said, pretending to sound surprised. "Tell me, what am I plannin' ta do?"
"I'm not sure, but I do know that you can't stay here."
Peter protectively stood in front of his plant. "Please Mike, let him stay."
"Are you crazy?!" Micky shouted. "He thought I was a milk shake!!"
"I know, but I'll watch him and make sure he doesn't hurt you guys anymore." He looked pleadingly into Mike's eyes. "Please Michael."
The Texan let out a sigh. He could never say no to that face. "Okay Pete." "Are you crazy?!" Micky asked him. "He'll kill us in our sleep!"
"If he was going to do that he would've already." Mike told him then he faced the plant again. "I am going to find out what you're up to."
Valerie 2 smiled. "I'm lookin' forward to it man."
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