What the Fudge Bodyguard (Once-ler x Reader){Haylo}

Onc-ler!xShort!Tempermental!Reader! Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The morning after Oncie had been introduced to the weird Lorax and the psycotic, yet lovely, (Name), he had been a bit brighter. He had felt like all things bad, all his troubles, they were gone. Lifted from his shoulders, and he was most definately ready to face the world again.

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~.:Once-ler's POV:.~

Something warm and soft woke me from my sleep. It was rubbing against my cheek and tickling my face just under my eye. Sitting up straight and stretching my arms, I looked down at my bed next to me and saw her, the girl I had met yesterday, curled up like a puppy on top of the blankets. She was so cute when she slept, she certainly seemed less threatening, and more... happy. A slight smile crept across my face and I tried to climb out of bed without disturbing her, but, unfortunately, I failed miserably and she opened her eyes slowly to stare at me.

Even though I had only known the girl a short time, she creeped me out with that stare. It made you feel like your flesh was melting, and you just want to shrink up or crawl in a hole and die. I tried to put on a nice smile anyways, in case she didn't mean to be awkward, and she looked away before stretching her limbs and jumping off of the bed. The first thing she did was head to fridge. Without a word, she took out a bag of marshmallows and a tomato. She sat both things on the table before heading back to find some ice to put in a cup, and then filled it with water and ate the ice cubes out. She wolfed down the tomato and popped a marshmallow in her mouth, all while reading somethng in a notebook. Maybe something she had written.

Such an odd girl; weird eating habits, weird drinking habits, she reads more than she talks... and her eyes could pierce your soul, even at the slightest glance.

I rubbed the back of my neck, sneaking a few marshmallows out of the bag, eating them slowly and being sure not to disrupt her reading. I doubted she would like that, so I stood and turned to-

"Hey... You know, I was thinking, it's not so hot today... Nevermind..."

I turned my gaze to her, watching for any slight change in expression, one that never came. "Yes? What is it?"

She only shook her head and continued reading, marking something on the pages now and again. "Nothing..." She turned the page in her notebook and made noticably large marks on the page, eventually scribbling something in a random place. She drew small lines everywhere before tearing the page out and shoving it into my hand. "For you." She grunted and looked away, seemingly embarassed, and closed her eyes. Her cheeks were visibly pink.

It was a drawing of me, me with her sitting at my feet in an almost feral position. Interesting. Smiling a huge smile, I gave her a nod, and said my thanks. I thought about trying to hug her also, but feared my life would end if I did so.

She only grunted again and gave a quiet 'hn' before slinking out of the room to sit somewhere.

~.:Your POV:.~

You sat in the darkest corner of Oncie's closet. What did you just do? Where you being nice to that guy? Why? You don't even know, maybe it was because it looked like he was about to crap his pants? Who knows, who even cares. You don't usually draw for anyone but yourself, what's next? Writing him things, letting him read your stories? No, you can't go soft, not now, not ever.

Oh who are you kidding, you couldn't be an ass cheek to your new master, he wouldn't like that too much. It would scare him, make him angry even. You didn't want that.

The closet door creaked quietly and opened a bit, there stood Once-ler, clutching your art to his chest and smiling from ear to ear. He held onto the paper with one hand and grabbed your wrist with the other, pulling you off of the floor and hugging you to his chest. Sudden sadness filled you, no-one had ever been kind like this, or appreciated you this way. You felt a sob coming on, but your muscles decided to shrug his arms away and twist your face up until you had the angriest of expressions.

You saw the shocked and slightly hurt look on his face, it made you feel so guilty, so you just backed up against the wall and pinched the bridge of your nose, cursing yourself in your mind. Why did I do that?! I'm so stupid, he'll hate me for sure now. You sighed, closing your eyes, and frowning deeply. That one move had already ruined the morning for you.

Oncie stood away from you, still holding your picture, and walked away quickly, returning with a few tacks. So he was going to hang it up, huh? You watched him tack the drawing to the wall and step away with a smug look of victory on his face. He complimented on how not crooked the paper was on the wall, then laughed at himself before complimenting your drawing skills.

"Thanks, (Name). Really, it's awesome-r than heck." He grinned and skipped out of the room, at least he wasn't angry with you...

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