Onceler x fem reader

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I step back and apologize and then look at the Onceler. He's wearing pjs with money print instead of duckies. His hair is damp and his cheeks are rosy. He's holding a towel.

"Sorry," He says. "I just got out of the shower." He smiles. "Can I help you Y/N?"

I smile nervously, a little embarrassed about barging in. "Oh, it's nothing, I just got a little nervous because of the storm."

He smiles. "I get it. The barbaloots used to as well." He pauses and then a look of excitement appears on his face. "Let me show you something!"

He walks down the hallway with me to the door next to mine. He pushes them open. Inside I can see aa desk in the middle of the room. He has pictures of himself in magazines everywhere and his 24 hour reports of his sales were on the wall. He also had models of a city he wanted to build.

He was smiling a lot. "What do you think?"

"When did you have time to be on several magazine cover?" I ask. "Oh I took them last night, that's why I was already in my clothes in the morning." I nod. The room's a bit tacky, and feels pretty self absorbed, though he has to just be excited, right?

He pushes me over to go see the city model. "I'm going to buy the city and install several new factories for thneeds and call it Thneedville. There will be stores on every corner selling the Thneed tm! Production rates are going to increase at more than triple the rate they are now!" He laughs excitedly.

I nodded. "I thought everyone already had a thneed though?" "They do," he responds, "Though I'm going to make new thneeds. Out with the old, in with the new!" "Who told you to do that?" I ask. "Momma," he says. "She's got a bunch of great new ideas." I don't want to hurt his feeling though boy do I hate Isabella.

I walk back to my room and the Onceler goes back to his humming. I feel like this is going to end badly. Though what can I do?