Lasagna's Voice

Part 1: New guy in town

"Local capitalism and tumblr sexy man, The oncelor, found dead at 76 in his own home" the radio man sasy. Jon was new in town so didn't understand the importance of such a loss to the community of New Thneedville, but any death was sad to him. He was overcome with loss and resorted to alcoholism ot easy his suffering. Garfield, his noble and loyal orange cat sat by his side.

"ALcohol is bad" garfield tells jon.

"WTF are you, a woman in the 1930s go away you orange fiend." jon replies, drunkenly

"okay" garfield says back.

This was different to garfield. Jon was usually a super cheeri guy and never would drinkg the liquid courage. Garfield decided the best decision was to go for a walk. So that is what he did. Whewbn he jusmped out the window, defenestrating himself [and Odie because why not], he saw that it wasnt only Jon whom was strucken by the course of alcoholism. The whole town lie drunk and mumbly on the street, saddened by the death of their resident gazillionaire. The inability for the oncelor to name an heir immediately collapsed all of capitalism society with his deth so the town was forced to resort to worker councils where everyone had an equal say.

"Socialism is where. the governet does stuff and i hate the govern,ment!" yells grandma norma "I wanna go back to workin 16 hour shifts in the mines! Like god intenditd!"

There was one mournful voice that lay quiter than the rest, oxymoronically speaking volumes greater than the aggresive hollering of the common townfoldk. Grafield approached the sunken voice. as e walks closer, he sees a small oange guy with a beautiful gold mustache better than eggmans. The orange guy was crying. The tears reflected the light of the sun into garfields retinas, he became effectively temrorarily blinded by the light. when he gains his vvision back, he locks eyes wiht him. They stare for what feels like hours.

"Hey" They both mtter out at the same time.

Garfield is overewhelmed with shyness and anxiery. How could he let himself interupt him???? He gained a rosy tint on his cheeks. Blushing. Unbenonst to garfield, the orange man had acquired a blush of his own.

"Im the lorax, I speak for the trees" Says the orande man.

Garfield cannot let a single word out of his mouth. He is thunderstruck. Speechless. His eyes widen, looking the lorax up and down. The loraxbegins to approach. "you are orange to-" Is all the lorax can say before garfiled darts off.

Neither of them able to stop thinking about the others eyes.