After Ted had planted the trees and O'Hair had left, the Onceler began to cut down trees again. It was no problem considering the Lorax never visited.
"How bad can I be?" He said to himself. "I'm just doing what comes naturally."
"Hey! You! What do you think you're doing?" A familiar voice rung in the Onceler's ears.
"Lorax?"
"Onceler." The Lorax said in anger. "I see you've reverted to your old ways."
"It's just one tree." He reasoned.
"That's what you said the first time around."
"But it's true this time."
"Tell you what, I'll race you to stop cutting down these trees. If I win, take your business elsewhere. If you win, I'll leave you be." He said, holding out his hand.
"It's not so-"
"Do we have a deal or not?"
The Onceler took the Lorax's hand and shook it.
"We have a deal."
Just so ya'll know, I don't enjoy the Lorax fanfics. This was just a joke. But hey, if that's what you're into, I'm not judging.
Well, bye!
-Ashley
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Fanfiction*Ya'll! This is a joke! I don't write Lorax fanfictions on my free time!!!*When the onceler cuts one too many trees, will the lorax be able to defeat him? Will it be too late?
