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the lorax

thirteen truffula stumps

"Shortish and Bossy"? Me? You gotta be kidding.

Anyways. I want my old room back. I don't want to move into town though. I'd rather stay close to the castle to keep an eye on the... thing.

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Oh. So you're the one next door now.

What's the thing?

Guess I am.

The thing is... a certain thing.

[Conan would never admit to anyone that there had a fraction of a moment where he had wondered if the 'shortish and bossy' nameplate had referred to him.]

Oh, that's informative.

I can't say what it is, it's my loss. [Also a good excuse to not tell him anything]

That's a pointless loss.

Not if the thing I can't talk about is special to me.

You can talk around it, can't you?

Maybe.

Losses that can be worked around aren't as bad as the ones that cannot.

[Is that a laugh? Better believe it is]

You are exactly those two things.

[That actually surprises him. It's a sound you don't hear often from the guy.]

But what's shortish supposed to mean? Pretty sure I'm just short.

[The Lorax's misery does that sort of thing for the Once-ler]

Maybe it's taking into consideration your enormous mass of facial hair.

That better be some kinda compliment.

I'll leave that one for you to decide by yourself.

Hey, it's more facial hair than you'll ever grow kid.

That sounds like a challenge to me.

Besides, why the heck would I want a ton of fuzz around my lips?

It grows there for a reason.

Oh, a reason? Please enlighten me.

To cover your big mouths.

So in that respect, it covers your big mouth, too?

[ZING]

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