Thirty One Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler hasn't heard from his mother in a while. This is nothing new, really. She only ever comes to him if she wanted something, it's always been that way, and he doubts she'd ever change, magical castle notwithstanding. But he hasn't heard from her since that dinosaur mess, and eventually, his love for her overwhelms his common sense and desire not to get his heart kicked in, as it always inevitably does. He heads off to her room, finding the nameplate gone.

Well. That was that. She'd left him. Again. Quietly this time, with no harsh words to bite into his memory as she drives away into the smog. Just a door without a name on it. He doubts he'll ever see her again, and he feels guilty for finding some relief in that thought. He exhales, opening his journal. He doesn't even know what to say at first, he doesn't even know if she even HAD any friends here]

For anyone who cares, my mom. [Pause] Flora her name's Flora. Look, I don't know if anyone knew her or not- but she's gone. Back home. So there you go.

[He'll just go try to find somewhere to brood where his friends won't find him now]

Comments

[rogueofheart]

:33 < i used to wonder how humans could manage just one quadrant instead of four
:33 < but now i s33 that is fur the best

[whichwayyoulean]

Probably, we'd only make a big mess of it if we had four quadrants to deal with.

[rogueofheart]

:33 < i can s33 that, h33 h33
:33 < i guess i am sorry that she is gone and that she kind of stinks
:33 < but i hope you f33l better anyway
:33 < and if you n33d some ch33ring up i am here

[whichwayyoulean]

Awww, thanks, Nepeta. I'll be fine, I promise. I've got you guys, haven't I? That's all I need.

[rogueofheart]

:33 < yep!
:33 < you have a lot of furriends here
:33 < including me

[whichwayyoulean]

[Stop being precious]

It means a lot.

[It really does, to actually have FRIENDS is still something he's getting used to, even a year into living in this place]