Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 5His friend was having a hard time waking up. "Come on kid," the Lorax said nudging him a little. "Says here 'm supposed to put this under your tongue," he commentedPneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I got it," he said sleepily taking the small thermometer in his own hand and slipping it under his tongue. He knew it was bad when the red stripe steadily rose. He didn't have much energy left to look at it so he just closed his eyes.
"'s stopped what do we do with it now?"
He lifted his heavy eye lids and took it out and looked at it. His eyebrows rose a little. Had he really allowed this to get this bad? He set it down on his nightstand and looked back at his friend who was staring at him with a 'well what did it say?' look.
"It wasn't that bad," he bluffed.
"You're a terrible liar you know that bean pole." He stated.
"I'm not lying," he said sleepily.
He knew he was lying and he swore that was all over his face from the bright red flushing across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose to the glassy look in his eyes. He w
Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 6The Lorax attempted to wake Once-ler awhile later, but nothing he tried worked. He then recalled this was the same guy who had his bed hit the door several times and didn't wake up. He tried shaking him a little but nothing worked.Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 63 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Wake up kid," he said.
He didn't get any response. He took a closer look at the boy and noticed beads of sweat falling down his face. His hair was plastered to his pale and flushed faced. His mouth was open just enough to allow air in.
The Lorax gently laid a paw against Once-ler's forehead. "Jeeze kid, ever do anything by the halves?" He asked. The boy's eyelashes flickered but he didn't wake.
"Come on kid, I need to try and get some water in ya," he said trying to wake the teenager up. "Come on kid," he said rubbing circles on Once-ler's hand. He grabbed the damp Thneed again and dabbed Once-ler's face.
He was lost in thoughts. He heard a loud thump from his first tree hitting the ground. He saw his younger self reaching out as hi
Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 3By the time tomorrow had rolled around the fever was definitely worse. The light freckling of his cheeks was hidden by the feverish flushing. The Thneed was actually really useful, to the Lorax's surprise. It was able to cool his forehead and his neck at the same time simply because of its length.Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Lorax gently lifted a glass with a straw up to his lips. He'd squeezed a little bit of juice from the Truffula Tree's berries and watered it down a little.
"Come on kid, ya gotta try and keep your strength up," the Lorax said to him nudging Once-ler's ckeek with his fingers.
He noticed the young human's eyes trying to open. He was able to drink a little before falling back again. His eyebrows knit themselves together.
"Here come on sit up again bean pole, come on," he said offering him the cool sweet water again. He was able to get a little more into the boy.
Once-ler gave a little groan. "Thanks Mustache," he attempted a small smile.
"I speak for the trees, for the creatures, for the wat
Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 7With the visions came painful stomach cramps and nausea. He started to get really upset. He was confused and nonsensical.Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come on kid, you need to drink something," the Lorax pressed. "Come on. Try to keep this down okay kid?" He pressed again.
He got a faint groan in response. The fever had started to cause dehydration. He was so confused. His eyelids were really heavy. He was tired.
"Come on kid," he let Pipsqueak rub his cheek when he put the straw in his mouth. It was taking quite an effort to get the water into his body.
He groaned as he clutched his stomach.
"What's wrong kid? It's your stomach isn' it?"
He nodded. His eye brows knit together but there were no tears. He was inconsolable and fussy. He was shaking with chills and was simply beside himself.
"I need you to sit up kid; I need you to keep trying to drink this alright? I promise it's going to make you feel better."
He was really confused the world was spinning way to fast. He closed his eyes trying to will it to stop.
The Wrath of NatureThe day had been rather long and dull and the evening was very similar.The Wrath of Nature3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So of course after a day like that, it was obvious that something had to happen.
It was early evening, the sky turning a dark bluish-gray, the sun already dropped behind the mountains, and the first bright stars beginning to appear. The Lorax had gone of somewhere, leaving the Once-Ler alone in charge of the forest. It wasn't the first time and it certainly wouldn't be the last but the Once-Ler always felt extremely pleased with himself when he was left in charge. It did little to help his ego.
He was striding through the forest with several of the animals, letting the feeling of the forest wash over him in the semi-darkness. Barb-ba-loots tangled around his long legs, swommie-swans circled overhead, and, when he passed by the river, the humming fish swam along beside him. Most of the time he was chatting away, talking or singing nonsense words without any real tune. As the night began to wrap itself more fi
Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 2They left him to sleep. However, not long after they left he started to get really fussy. His black hair stuck to his child like face. He started to cry. He held his chest tightly. His chest started to hurt more and more. He was having a lot of trouble breathing and no one was around. He was scared.Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He pounded on his chest trying to cough or breathe or something. He was starting to feel dizzy and was starting to get more upset.
"Bean pole," he heard the voice of the Lorax, "Jeeze I leave you alone for a few minutes . . ."
The teenager just continued his futile struggle. "Help . . . please . . ." he wheezed.
"See if you cut down too many trees everybody's going to feel like this." The Lorax said patting the teen's back trying to calm him down.
The Once-ler tried to force a smile but failed as he continued to cry. He curled onto his side trying to keep his breathing under control. The Lorax took one of his hands. "Do you want something to drink?'
He got a small nod.
Fifteen CentsBeing immortal was not as glamorous as it sounded.Fifteen Cents3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But the Once-Ler--ever self-preening, I-learn-everything-the-hard-way man that he was--didn't figure that for many years. For the most part he flaunted his powers and strutted about the forest much to the chagrin and disapproval of the Lorax.
Until one afternoon when it finally crashed into place.
"Hey Mustache, check this out!"
The Lorax looked up with an objection ready only to be momentarily silenced by the sight he saw. The Once-Ler stood proudly on the crest of a hill, his narrow chest puffed up, his hands on his hips, and a pleased expression on his face. In place of his usual black and gray vest and pants, he was wearing a ridiculously intricate and far too shiny robe of emerald green, gold, silver, and blue.
"Hark, trespassers," The young forest guardian intoned in the deepest voice he could muster, "Stop your evil ways, for I am the Once-Ler, the Guardian of the Truffla Forest Valley and--."
"--You. Shall not. Pa--wh-wha
Winter Winds"If you feel discouraged when there's a lack of color here~"Winter Winds3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Please don't worry, lover,"
"It's really bursting at the seeeaammsss~!"
"Absorbing everything! The spectrums A to-- What!?"
"What are you doing?" The Lorax was looking disapprovingly at the Once-Ler who was sprawled beneath a truffla tree with his guitar, his legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankles.
"Playing my guitar." The Once-Ler replied in a voice that held an unspoken 'well, duh'.
"I can see that," The Lorax snorted, mustache bristling, "But you're supposed to be bringing in the winter season!" And he gestured around the valley for emphasis.
The truffula forest was cast into deep shades of golden, and crimson, and orange, truffula tufts wafted through the air, caught in the crisp autumn breeze, and the days had gotten progressively colder. Though not cold enough for snow. Still, sensing the changing seasons, the animals of
Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 4Someone's hand was rubbing his cheek and his hair. He looked at the individual in question his vision was hazy. The Humming Fish were humming to him softly. The Lorax was rubbing his cheek with the wet Thneed and Pip-squeak was gently playing with his hair.Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I didn't mean to wake you bean pole try and get back to sleep."
Once-ler looked a little confused. He tried to make out some of the images but he couldn't lift his eyelids more than half way.
"Well since you're up here, kid," he placed a straw in the boy's mouth and once more nudged the boy's cheek.
He tasted a very mild sweetness in his mouth. He swallowed and the process was repeated.
"Alright bean pole, that's good enough for now," the Lorax said patting his hand before tucking him back in.
"Th-thanks a-again Mustache," he slurred a little.
"No problem kid. I speak for the trees, for nature, for animals, for all of these." He said sadly. He knew enough about humans to know that they couldn't last long if their body's got too hot
Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 1He woke up. His arms hurt and so did his head. Pip-Squeak was sitting on the end of his bed looking at him quizzically. The young man on the bed groaned a little. His body slumped back on the pillows. He didn't want to try and sell that Thneed again, at least, not today. He knew he had to try. It was try number four. He was ready to just give up.Pneumonia and Pancakes Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He patted Pip-Squeak on the head and headed for town. He was used to the reception he got by now. He accepted the raw tomatoes and fled back to his forest home. He didn't feel very well. The animals had been living in his home for about a week and he wasn't pleased with it. He was distracted and he nearly fell out of the wagon when a stab of pain through his chest startled him. He started to cough a little and Mervin sped up a little.
The young man started to groan. His arm was about his chest. The cart came crashing through the forest. The animals all came to see what the matter was. Pip-Squeak ran up to the Once-ler and snuggled into him. Th
The Lorax Comes BackAt the far end of townThe Lorax Comes Back3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where the Grickle-grass grows,
the air feels slightly fresher when it blows
and Swomee-Swans have come to sing with the crows
on the Street of the Lifted Lorax.
And deep in the Grickle-grass, some people say,
trees have finally come back to stay.
And even the Once-ler has begun to come out every day,
truly proud of himself for the first time in his life
for he knows he's the reason for the end of the strife.
All because of him and one little boy
who'd come to him, bringing joy,
who'd taken the last seed,
who'd cared enough,
are what everyone needs.
Now they'd came back,
even pushed to the old forest,
which had used to be so black
and smogged and empty and dead
the kid too came back- and he said,
"Thank you for allowing me to do this,
there's just one step left if you want true bliss,
but, first, we must wait."
The Once-ler was stumped,
but waited he did,
and seconds later he heard a familiar sound,
that made him turn 'round
to that fir
Once-Ler: Prince of ThneedsHere he is in all his gloryOnce-Ler: Prince of Thneeds3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Styling a green suit of money
Wearing his styling shades
As he held a double-edge red guitar
His company is booming
But the forest is dying
Truffela trees fall
As the tufts are harvested
He's consumed by greed
Making a profit is in his mind
Being at the top of the world
He's got everything he needs
He's the Prince of Thneeds
The maker of his creation
Started as an impossible dream
Has now became reality
But at what cost
Valley is decayed
He lost his friends
Family has abandoned him
All he has left is his old factory
The green suit that he wore
The first thneed around his neck
He was all alone with nothing left
Who will suicide hurt?Empty and cold insideWho will suicide hurt?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is this all that's left
This narration inside my mind
The ability to have these thought is the only thing keeping me alive
What would it be without them
No pain to think about
Nothing to worry about
I wouldn't need to cry anymore
I'd still be empty, but atleast I wouldn't have to know it
I can't cry anyway
There are no tears left inside
It's like my sorrow is too much to express
But would others cry
What about my parents, my friends, my one true love, would they cry
My parents wouldn't shed a tear
I have to friends to shed tears for me
For me, there exists no one true love
There is no lover to shed a tear for me
I was scared I'd hurt someone, but there is no one to hurt
If there is no one to shed a tear for me, than why should I shed a tear for myself
Bite the Hand That FeedsTitle: Bite the Hand That FeedsBite the Hand That Feeds3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pairing: Once-ler / Greed-ler
Summary: It was just like any ol' day in Truffula Valley; the Once-ler goes into into town to attempt to sell his Thneed, and ends up unsuccessful. Coping with another failure, an unexpected visitor makes his way to his house, and demands that the Once-ler chop down the threes. He refuses because of the promise with he made with the Lorax. How will this mysterious guest convince him otherwise?
Warnings: Smut, slight abuse (basically PWP)
Note: My friend didn't have Microsoft Word, so there will be misspellings and/or weird sentence structure. Yeah, finished the rest of this at 6 in the morning. You can definitely tell where it went downhill. Regardless, I hope you enjoy reading it! ; u ; /
It was another unsuccessful day of selling the Thneed. At least he was smart enough to dodge some more of those tomatoes. This was really starting to wear him out. The citizens just didn't understand what
30 Years Later30 years after the Once-ler had given the seed to Ted, the forest was well on its way to being the way it was before! Aggie looked over it with a smile, her curly red hair glistening in the sun. She couldn't be prouder of it, knowing that her dad was the one who started this, and saved the forest. Her parents would often tell her of the day that they shared the Truffula tree. Her father had given it to her mom as a present, and a short while after that, they had started dating. Then, they got married, and had a beautiful baby girl, who had her mom's red hair, her dad's inventiveness, and both their creativity. She remembered visiting out here when she was just a little girl. Her parents would let her run around, and would explain as much as they could about the trees, and the people that lived here. She even remembered the Once-ler. She was only 5, and he was very old. He added onto the story of the Lorax that her dad had told her, because over the years small details had been forgotte30 Years Later4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Atheists - A Very Vocal Minority"Stop pushing your religion down our throats! Keep your religion to yourselves!" Most individuals, if not all, have heard this expression used at least once in their lifetimes. If you've never heard it aimed at you, then you have likely said it to someone else. Given the context, it is easy to determine that the speaker is typically an atheist; yet, replace the word "religion" with "belief," and suddenly these sentences become quite appropriate to direct at atheists. Search any popular (or semi-popular) scientific video online centred on origins, evolution, or the big bang, and you'll find countless comments in the discussion section rebuking religious beliefs, insulting Christians (and other religious groups), and expressing great disdain and disrespect for any kind of God. Find any popular religious video - whether it's on origins/evolution or not - and you will find similar mudslinging in the comment section (though likely not in the same great amAtheists - A Very Vocal Minority8 months ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Life Fades QuietlyOnce-ler had been unusually tired since getting up that morning. He'd gone about his usual routine of breakfast and tidying up with shuffling steps. The movements were more difficult. The Lorax noticed immediately and chalked it up to exhaustion from a late night before. The old man had slept little, his thin frame shaken with the painful hacking of dirtied lungs.Life Fades Quietly3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He was still coughing throughout the morning, even as he shuffled through the yard to tend the tiny saplings springing through the new grass. He paused every few moments, coughed into his fist, and sighed under the watchful gaze of the guardian.
The Lorax worried only a little, until the old man stumbled and went to his knees, his watering can spilling over the grass next to him. From his knees he crumpled face first into the dirt and the Lorax was by his side in an instant. "Hey! Hey, beanpole, you alright? Didn't break a hip, did ya?" he joked as he helped Once-ler roll onto his back. The old man looked startled and he lay
How Bad Can I Be? [Once-Ler Fanfic, Chapter Six]Chapter Six : Don't Give UpHow Bad Can I Be? [Once-Ler Fanfic, Chapter Six]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Once-Ler tensed, as if someone had just thrown an entire bag of ice down the back of his shirt. For a moment, all he could do was stare at the Lorax, wide-eyed, face pale, and hope that the conversation would not be too violent. Quickly, he threw a glance in Norma's direction, sighing a little with relief when he realized that she didn't look too intimidated. Her eyes were large behind her round, circular glasses, gleaming with surprise. But there was something else there, as well. When she stared at the Guardian of the Forest, for just the flicker of an instant, he thought he saw some kind of recognition there. Where could she have possibly seen the Lorax before, though? As far as he knew, the fuzzy orange creature had never left the Truffula Valley, and Norma had already said earlier that she had never been to this place before. It was definitely puzzling, but for now, he put that to the back of his mind. How the
How Was Your Day?the details of the eveningHow Was Your Day?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that made the evening mine
the details, in retelling
take up the others' time
the tiny hopes and inklings
that tell me I am human
the thoughts, decisions, plannings, peace
are too damn time-consumin'!
they'll let me tell a story;
to deny me would be rude
and once it gets too personal
dissuade me with their mood
to love with ample distance
is acceptable and fine
my emptiness comes from the fear
I'm worth nobody's time
Broken Family"I don't care what you want, just get out of this house! You lazy bum, I can't believe I wasted 15 years of my life with YOU!"Broken Family3 years ago in Drama More Like This
A young Once-ler listened from the staircase as his parents fought. Again. For the 20th time this week. Things were getting pretty serious at this point, even his older brothers were around him, listening to the fate of their beloved father.
"And what do you think you're gonna do, huh? Deirdre, you don't fucking work! How are you going to support the boys?! They need to go to school, and college, and need to have a normal life!"
"We can always move in with my sister Grizelda."
"Oh Lord, why don't you just send them to prison?"
"Well I'm sure they'd enjoy it more!"
Once-ler pulled his knees closer to him, ducking his head. He felt a hand rubbing his back, and looked up to see it was Brent's. At his little brother's shocked face, Brent whispered, "Don't get used to it." Once-ler nodded, ducking his head again.
"They love their aunt and uncle VERY much!"
Do you Remember the Once-ler?Far outside of town where the grass had begun to grow and where the wind no longer smelt sour when it blew lived a man, a man named the Once-ler.Do you Remember the Once-ler?3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Once-ler, now an old man, lay in bed alone with his thoughts. His mind cluttered with the fog of his past. The loss chances and regrets were piled high atop shoulders, like the weight of the world. For you see, it was his fault for the loss of Truffula trees Oh, that Thneed, that Thneed, that something that everyone someone should need, had indeed cost him everything he once held dear. Greed became a part of him, had changed him and had given him a thirst, one that could never be quenched or could never be satisfied. By the time he realized what Greed had done to him, it was too already late. The trees and creatures were gone and left behind was the source of their despair. Although, the he did have a hand in the destruction of those precious Truffula tress and the lifting of the Lorax, he was offered the chan
The Lorax: The Guardian CaresOnce-ler just got his bed stolen, woke up floating in a river on his stolen bed, and was brought back to life by the Lorax. After all of that, he had a right to be mad and tired. He just promised to not cut down anymore Truffula trees, and the Lorax promised to keep an eye on him.The Lorax: The Guardian Cares3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"... But first I have to find my bed," Once-ler moped away from the river bank, in search for his bed.
After searching for an hour, the Once-ler's bed was nowhere to be found. And what was worse, he was getting exhausted. He had lost his bearings from being so tired. So, Once-ler just picked a spot under the shade of a Truffula tree and lied down. He closed his eyes and fell asleep almost immediately.
The Lorax, meanwhile, went to the Once-ler's camp to return a sock he found of his. He knocked on the door, waiting for him to open it. When no action came from within the house, the guardian peeped through his window. The Lorax's eyes widened when he didn't see the tall human inside.
How Bad Can I Be? [Once-Ler Fanfic, Chapter One]Author's Note: This is a fanfiction for the pairing of Young!Once-Ler/YoungGrammyNorma from the 2012 film version of Dr. Seuss's "The Lorax". If you don't agree with any of this, then I suggest that you do not read. ALSO! If you haven't seen the movie yet and don't want to be spoiled, then DO NOT READ. SPOILERS AHEAD. Thank you!How Bad Can I Be? [Once-Ler Fanfic, Chapter One]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter One : Everybody Needs A Thneed
Nights in the Truffula Forest were always calm, it seemed. In all the time that Once-Ler had been out here, trying his best to sell his wares, he had never seen it so much as drizzle. But surely there had to be some form of precipitation out here, otherwise the colorful foliage would never be able to grow as tall and vibrantly as they did. Still, he had been here for nearly two weeks now, and a raindrop had yet to fall from the sky. Tonight was no exception. The sky was especially beautiful, velvety blue and dappled with bright stars. Once-Ler cast an occassional adm
Momma Knows Best (For Jessy-Cakes)"Mr. Once-ler is free next Tuesday from 1:15 to 3:50. Can we schedule a meeting for you to meet him then? Alright, then. Thank you, have a good day," Vanessa Hudson said, finishing up a phone call. It was her job as Once-ler secretary to take calls and create schedules. She was peaceful working on Once-ler's schedule, when Once-ler was walking by and stopped at her desk. He leaned over it to look at her.Momma Knows Best (For Jessy-Cakes)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey, V. How about after work we hit town. Get some dinner? Maybe see a movie?" Once-ler asked with a smile.
"Sure. I'd love that," Vanessa answered with a smile. "I'll see you when it's closing time." Once-ler leaned over more and kissed Vanessa on the check.
"See you soon, V," Once-ler said as he began heading out to his office. Once-ler's mother watched them. She frowned.
That girl! She's ocuping my Oncie from working! She's such a distraction to him. Not only that, but she's taking away all of his money that he spends on her. The money that should be mine! His mother