Chapter 2

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The flight was delayed because of a drunk man fighting with the flight attendants. The Drunk man was the Onceler. The flight attendants had to restrain him down in a seat in the back of the plane. He was a raging drunk sometimes and normally would say with a stern voice

"Where's the rest of my vodka you orange slut?"

At this time, when he was beyond drunk, he forgot that the Lorax was dead. He was sobbing on the plane and with pain in his drunken voice he said

"Lorax, daddy, when can we have sex again so I can cum on your face and you can lick it up?"

The flight attendant replied "Sir, that is vulgar."

The Onceler glared over at the flight attendant, looked at her nametag, and said "Lucille, is it?" The flight attendant said 

"Yes, sir, that's my name." 

The Onceler said "Why don't you stop being a whore and get me more whiskey."

 The flight attendant put her palm on her face and replied

"I'm getting tired of this. Fuck you and this job. I quit once this route is done."

 The other attendants cheered her on and started to clap.

The flight attendant looked over in disgust at the Onceler. The Onceler threw up and then passed out. The Onceler woke up and wasn't restrained anymore. He was sitting in his seat on the plane. He opened the window and it was nighttime. He checked his watch and the time was two am. He was relieved because the plane only had an hour before it landed. He started to kick the back of someone's seat and hum 'Teenagers' by My Chemical romance. The man who's seat was being kicked turned around and said

"Excuse me, please stop kicking my chair."

The Onceler responded with annoyance in his voice "Fine." He tried to fall back asleep and eventually he did.

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