Cryobionic
Seven Thousand Club
Vincent snorted, looking at her in disbelief. "Hope? For a raging, psychopathic bitch who would like nothing more than to see the whole wold burn? You're so optimistic, it's almost hilarious." He joked, letting go of her hand before walking into the kitchen. He returned a short while later with an opened pack of ground beef, "I wanna see if I can still do this," He explained, ripping off a piece of the red meat, and holding it over Chomp's head. The plant twitched, stretching itself towards his hand, and Vincent dropped the piece, snatching his hand away just in time to avoid having it chomped off by the snapping, salivating plant mouth.
"It's a dangerous meat eating plant," Vincent said pointedly, looking up from the thing and at Maria, noting with some interest the new girl sitting next to her, "And I think it's plenty romantic, taking into consideration Ellie's affinity for plants, thank you very much. I mean, look at that," He nodded towards the plant, who had meat mushing it's way out of the sides of it's mouth, staining the pink ribbon around it's head, "And tell me it's not adorable."
"It's a dangerous meat eating plant," Vincent said pointedly, looking up from the thing and at Maria, noting with some interest the new girl sitting next to her, "And I think it's plenty romantic, taking into consideration Ellie's affinity for plants, thank you very much. I mean, look at that," He nodded towards the plant, who had meat mushing it's way out of the sides of it's mouth, staining the pink ribbon around it's head, "And tell me it's not adorable."