Adarian put the tooth brush on the work bench next to the Geranium. He was finally done. Those fangs never looked so white, nor it's breath so minty fresh. He sighed with a feeling of accomplishment running through him. He gathered up the used floss in his gloves and deposited it in the nearest trash bin. He then took off the gloves and flexed his tired sweaty hands. "Professor, I think I'm finally done." he stood by his plant admiring it. Even flesh eating plants looked better when clean.