Nineteen Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler would be lying if he hadn't thought about this before. He'd been considering it for a couple of months now, but with Ted's arrival, with a seed of his own (a seed that was GROWING, more importantly) he figured it was time.

It terrified him, of course. It was a big step, and a big risk. If he got this wrong, it could destroy his world's future for good. He'd put the final nail in the coffin he'd been making them with his own foolish actions for the past five years. He couldn't chance another foolish, arrogant risk.

But he was also excited, a small sliver of hope had treacherously sneaked into him. This could be something he could do. It was the promise for...something. Redemption, maybe? The chance to make up for what he'd done back home, here in this Paradisa. Something to finally give him some semblance of inner peace.

And so, he takes a deep, calming breath, before speaking into the journal. Unsure. Unsure of if this would work, unsure if this was ultimately the right thing to do and terrified he'd miss his chance if it WAS]

I have a question. Hypothetical question. Say you come here, to Paradisa, with a thing. Doesn't have to be a specific thing, this is just a hypothetical thing. And when you leave, you leave that hypothetical thing behind. Does that mean that hypothetical thing stays here forever, and this is the super important part does that mean that thing stops existing in your world?

I mean, some of you have left and come back with memories, right? Would anyone know the answer to this question?

...This purely hypothetical question.

Please?

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

That's...okay, that's pretty impressive.

I have scarves here, lots of them. And it would be better than a scarf. [Do not make him sing the Thneed jingle at you, Ted. He'll do it]

[findatree]

I know, I know. It also works as a hat, and a bunch of other stuff.

[whichwayyoulean]

You don't sound all that enthused.

Maybe I should sing you the jingle...

[findatree]

Come on, seriously? Another musical number?

[whichwayyoulean]

They're educational. They're a fun way of learning.

[findatree]

Uh. It's okay, really.

[whichwayyoulean]

[ Guitar string twanging]

Are you sure?

[findatree]

You would have your guitar handy...

[whichwayyoulean]

I always have my guitar handy, Ted. You never know when you need musical accompaniment for something.

[findatree]

Look, can I at least see this thneed while you're singing about it?

[whichwayyoulean]

Sure, I don't see why not. So long as you don't try to put it on a snowman.

[findatree]

[but the song says EVERYbody needs a thneed. Oh whatever]

Okay, fine.

[whichwayyoulean]

[NOT SNOWMEN]

So you can see the Thneed and then you'll understand the awesome jingle. Deal.

[findatree]

Deal.

[whichwayyoulean]

We'll have to work something out.

[findatree]

Should I come up to your tower?

[whichwayyoulean]

Sure, I'll disable the boot and everything. [See what a caring adult he is]

[findatree]

[and Ted is a lazy kid who will drive his scooter up all those stairs. If he runs someone over? Oh well]

[whichwayyoulean]

[Ted no that is not how you travel in a castle]

...What's that sound?

[findatree]

[what you mean he's supposed to climb them with his feet? What kind of madness is that?]

It's me! I got my scooter for Christmas!

[whichwayyoulean]

...You're driving it inside?

[He'll be opening the door to check this out for himself. Ted WHY]

[findatree]

It's too cold to drive it outside. [logic, he has it]

[whichwayyoulean]

...So you decided to not bother using your legs inside any more?

[findatree]

If you're going to keep complaining, I'm not giving you a ride.

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh no, I won't be able to ride a gravity defying death machine.



Woe is me.