Thirty Four Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[Learning about Sheena's death has bumped Once-ler's paranoia from a five to a ten. He knows people are hiding out in the library, in that bar in town, in those other safe zones, but he remembers being on the Event Horizon. If something is attacking them, or god forbid if one of their OWN is attacking them, then it won't matter if you're in numbers or not. Heck, being in a big group might just attract attention to them. He's more than content to stay in his tower with all his traps, thank you. But there are two somethings that are missing. He quickly picks up a pen to scribble into the journal:]

[Ted and the Lorax]
It's starting to get bad. You guys should come to my room, I've got enough here to protect us. [Probably. Hopefully]

[He almost leaves it at that, but he knows he can't. Not after the news of today.]

[Friends]

Just give me a sign you guys are still alive, ok?

[There's a tap of his pen on the journal. He's a salesman, he's finding it difficult to get things across without his quick and easy patter. It's very different having to write it all down]

Well, this sucks.

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[whichwayyoulean]

Unless these are killer squirrels, you definately need something bigger.

Just gonna start sketching out blueprints in the journal doop doop]