Sunset rolled over and opened her eyes. Something had woken her up. She laid still and listened. There was a noise that she couldn't quite pick up on.

Next to her, Wallflower laid fast asleep.

Sunset listened more intently. It sounded like the television. They had watched a few shows before bed. Maybe they'd forgotten to turn it off.

Careful not to disturb Wallflower, Sunset arose from the bed and went downstairs to where Alistair was sitting on the coffee table. Ray had been returned to his tank for the night.

Sunset walked toward the living room just in time to see Alistair pecking away at the remote. “No!” she whispered loudly, taking the remote away from the plant, “It'll rot your brain and you'll be a ve—”

Alistair cocked his head to the side.

“You know what?” Sunset said, “Let's forget about what you'll become.” She sighed. “Don't you sleep?”

Alistair rolled his head the other way.

“Obviously, a foreign concept to you.” She paced, lost in her thoughts. “Do plants even sleep? They must do something when the sun goes down.”

“Creeee,” said Alistair.

“No,” Sunset replied, “everyone else has gone to sleep and you should, too.” She set the remote next to the TV and proceeded to return upstairs. She stopped, however, when she heard Alistair begin to mumble and cry.

Sunset let out a long sigh. “Fine...” she said, “Come here.” She picked up the little plant and sat down on the couch, placing Alistair in her lap. “You're such a baby.”

Alistair cooed happily, rested his head on Sunset's chest and, soon, was quiet and content.

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Wallflower pawed at the empty bed beside her. “Sunset?” She opened her eyes, but her girlfriend was nowhere in sight. Out the window, Wallflower could see that the sun was beginning to come up. Figuring Sunset may have already woken up and gone downstairs, Wallflower arose and left the bedroom.

Immediately, she found Sunset asleep on the couch with Alistair gently cradled in her arms.

Wallflower smiled as she covered the two with a blanket. Leaning over, she gave Sunset a kiss on the head. “You're such a good plant parent.”

Author's Notes:

That's the end, folks!

Now y'all head over to Scampy's place and enjoy yourselves some more Sunflower.

I've got some more writing to do!