Lydia squirmed, feeling a bit nauseous and ashamed at being swung upside down like a toy. She swung forward, grabbing the vine with her hand. She twisted her ankle out of its grasp and dropped the distance, rolling on the ground as she landed, to take the pressure off her feet. She saw a vine swooping down at her head and she dodged, grabbing it, ripping it off the plant. 

“You need a weapon, Lydia,” Josh spoke up. “Your strength is great but … I don’t think you can really hurt it much with your bare hands. You can’t even get close to it. I think you’re kind of wasting your time.” Lydia could see him sitting there, smirking a bit, amused at her attempts to fight it. 

She ground her teeth. “Fuck you, Josh.” She swung at the body of the plant, but it did little more than rattle. [i] Maybe I do need a weapon. … [/i] She ran around the side of it, wondering where the weakness was. Everything needed a weakness. She tried various things, including ripping vines off of it, and a failed attempt at ripping it out of the ground. 

She felt the ground tremble and she stopped to steady herself, getting smacked with another vine. “Ow! Shit. Josh, is this damn thing getting bigger?” She reeled, getting to her feet, staring up at the plant, trying to shake off her dizziness. 

Josh looked up at it. “Uh…” Another tremor, and he got to his feet. “...” Lydia saw him stagger suddenly. “Uh yeah, yeah it is…” he said, a bit dizzily. “I’m definitely… feeling the symptoms of hypoglycemia. It’s getting out of my control.” 

“Josh, control your fucking plant,” Lydia scowled. She watched as he pressed a hand to his head. He took off running towards the house, veering off once or twice before Lydia saw him disappear inside the house, anger welling up in her chest. “Well, fucking shit. Did he just abandon-” She jumped back as a vine shot down, digging into the ground, her anger shrinking down into pure rage. 

All of the vines began waving and lunging about at once, as if Josh’s restraint on them had been lifted entirely. Lydia looked up at the plant, thinking to herself. [i] I need something to come at it with! [/I] She looked around, catching the curved metal of a pool ladder, and she got an idea. She took off running for the pool. She ripped the pool ladder out of the pool, turning to face the giant plant, hoping the ladder would be a decent weapon. 

Josh staggered into the kitchen, shoving aside a servant. “Sorry, emergency,” he muttered, and they gave him an angry look. He flung the cabinet open, knocking everything out of it. The servant had a thinly-veiled expression of rage, which would have made Josh feel terrible if it really hadn’t been an emergency. Moving aside, he flung open another cabinet, digging through it. He found a jar of honey in the back of that cabinet, pulling it out. He tilted the bottle up, squirting it into his mouth. 

The servant shuddered. Josh thought he heard a low, “Supers are disgusting…” before they left the kitchen. Josh held the honey under his tongue for as long as he could, willing himself to get it into his bloodstream. He needed to hurry, not that he didn't trust Lydia to keep herself safe... but he needed to get back and help her as soon as possible. He had some emergency medicine in his room, but he wasn’t sure he could get there that easily.