Thirty Three Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[Later tonight, one may find the peace of their evening disturbed by a horrible screeching sound permeating the journals. As if metal is meeting metal in a horrible, scraping doom. Accompanying the terrible screeching is a low thudum-thudum-thudum. This continues for about a minute before the Once-ler manages to grab hold of his journal, laughing nervously into the pages]

Sooo hey. Quick FYI. You guys might want to avoid the Laundry Room until tomorrow. Not that there's anything to worry about. Mostly.

Whoaaaah just stay in that corner of the room. Oh jeez you're getting Tide everywhere.

I might have experimentally given one of he tumble dryers legs. And then I was tinkering about in the back of it, just fooling around and I miiiiight have given it a teeny tiny slither of self awareness. Like the teeniest. Hardly anything, really.

[Screeeech. Thudum-thudum-thudum]

I think it's mad.

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

[He raises his arms]

Nope, sure not complaining.

...Okay, maybe I'm complaining a little. A lot of hard work went into that y'know.

[ino]

I'll try to break as little of it as possible.

[ whooo and there goes another leg. now it's just limping around on one leg looking kinda dumb ]

[whichwayyoulean]

You might was well just take the whole lot off now and I'll start from scratch.

[Sure is doing a lot of whining for saving his ass. That's gratitude for you]

[ino]

[casually tossing a piece of that leg very close to your head. B( mister you better be nice to her ]

[whichwayyoulean]

Ow hey! [He'll duck as best he can, which is not very well at all] Enough with the casual violence!

[ino]

Sure, as soon as you stop bitching!

[ aaand there we go, immobile dryer is now immobile. or at least she hopes, now that the legs are gone ]

[whichwayyoulean]

That's not a good reason for violence towards me. If it was, you'd be doing it all the time.