The Once-ler Goes to Neverland

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At first it started out like any old day for the Once-ler: cutting down trees, manufacturing thneeds, and making enormous amounts of money. He was currently sitting in his office thinking up plans on ways of biggering his company, biggering his factories, and biggering his corporate signs, when the Lorax appeared out of nowhere in front of the Once-ler. Oncie let out a high pitched scream and jumped causing him to ruin his plans.

"What do you want now?" Oncie asked exasperatedly,"Come to preach about how I'm ruining the environment again?"

"No, beanpole, I'm done giving you chances to make things right; I've come to a realization that you're too stuck in your greedy ways now," said the Lorax somberly.

Oncie, now slightly confused but mostly irritated, questioned him saying,"Okay, then why are you here?"

"Since you won't stop cutting down trees, I have no choice but to send you to...Neverland."

"Pfft, Neverland? The Neverland Peter pan lives in?" The Once-ler began laugh at such a silly notion. "Neverland isn't real," Oncie said still laughing.

"We'll see about that," the Lorax replied ominously.

"Well, this has been fun...Now get out, I have work to do!"

**Later That Night**

That night when the Once-ler was trying to sleep, he found that he couldn't. For some reason the Lorax's "prophecy" had really shaken him up. It made no sense why it would have; the Lorax was obviously a fraud and Neverland was a fictional island, right? Of course, Oncie thought to himself. Unless... No, he thought, I'm just paranoid because of the stress caused by my quickly biggering company. The Once-ler then shut his eyes and began (unlike most people who count sheep) to count the amount of thneeds he would sell. However, while counting his thneeds he failed to notice the Lorax sneaking into his room holding a small, glowing, and seemingly moving object.

Author's Note: if this garbage gets at least 1 vote or 1 comment somehow I'll make another chapter...maybe