six truffula stumps

[shortishandbossy]

[He's sitting out in front of the tree this afternoon, open journal in front of him like he's been doing almost every day since he came. And every day when he does he feels that twinge of regret with maybe a little guilt mixed in. A horrible feeling, really. He wouldn't recommend it.]

[The only noise is the background sounds of the outdoors until he speaks quietly, as if he doesn't want to disturb it all.]

Lots of you have a thing you regret doing back home. Let's hear it if it isn't too personal.

Comments

[staggeringego]

Well that's a personal question... and honestly I haven't a clue where to start with the list either.

[whichwayyoulean]

You know what? Let's not.

What's bringing this question up, anyway?

[shortishandbossy]

Yeah. You have a list?

[shortishandbossy]

Why do you care?

[beastisbeauty]

I regret that my lab accident created the Hulk, but I also regret spending so much time trying to get rid of him, instead of learning more about him, so he could do good.

[shortishandbossy]

[The Lorax has no idea what or who the Hulk is, but he's not gonna ask. Not right now, anyway.]

Is he still bad?

[beastisbeauty]

He was never bad. That's part of what I failed to understand, what I still struggle with, sometimes. He's not bad. He's just so strong, that he can cause a lot of destruction, without even meaning to.

[shortishandbossy]

...Huh. Well, hopefully you have him under control now.

[beastisbeauty]

I doubt I'll ever completely control him. Once he's out...I'm not really there, except maybe as a voice in his head. All I can do is make sure he only comes out, when it's necessary, and even that isn't perfect.

Dictated

[putuporshutup]

[Meg might not be quite so evil anymore, but she doesn't do regrets.]

Let's see... nope!

[staggeringego]

Might have a small one, though to be honest the amount I probably should regret but don't is a lot larger.

[bronwe]

[ Well, since he stole this dude's moustache, it seems like replying to this very personal question is one way to repay his debt. ]

Stealing...

[whichwayyoulean]

[That comment hurts more than he's willing to let on. He stares at the journal in silence for a moment, before letting out a steady breath]

Okay. I deserved that. But fine, if you don't want to talk to me about it, don't. You don't owe me anything.

Written

[hasmommyissues]

Oh haven't you heard?

Regret is apparently so old fashioned.

[shortishandbossy]

I know.

It's nothing, kid. Just a question.

[shortishandbossy]

At least you can try.

forever!

[shortishandbossy]

None at all?

[shortishandbossy]

[He won't be angry at him forever, don't worry.]

Yeah, I can see why you'd regret that.

Dictated

[shortishandbossy]

Is it? I've always been a little old fashioned myself.

[shortishandbossy]

It's easier for some people to let those things go, I suppose.

Re: forever!

[putuporshutup]

No. I did my job well in order to survive. It was my destiny. Hate to sound cliche, but I do believe everything happens for a reason. No room for regrets there.

[whichwayyoulean]

Kind of a specific question there, Moustache.

[shortishandbossy]

What's your point?

[shortishandbossy]

Fair enough.

[whichwayyoulean]

No point, just saying it's not something people usually just wonder.