Which way does a tree fall? (oncest)

It got weird~chapter 1~

Greedlers pov

I flutter my eyes open and damn it's so bright. What happened to my curtains? Eh whatever it's too early anyways. I try to pull the covers up but they are gone. I go into full panic mode and sit up quickly.

I'm in grass? Where am I? I then realize I'm in my green suit. What the fuck? I look around a bit and see my tall top hat and blue glasses. I stand up and dust myself off. That is until I was interrupted but a familiar humming from the distance. I quickly grab my things and hide behind a bush.

In the distance there's a wagon being pulled by a donkey. Weird I haven't seen a donkey in years. I remain in my hiding spot until the wagon comes to a stop. I'm just out of site from the tall lanky man in front of me. He does have a fine ass.

A fast wind flies by making a marshmallow land in front of the bush I'm hiding behind. I crouch down lower as to not be seen by this man. He walks over and bends to pick up the marshmallow. He seems familiar, but from where? I quickly stand up to get a better look at him. My hat in hand and glasses pocketed.

That's when I realized, that's me? Younger me when I first came here. He sees me before I can hide again and looks at me for a split second before screaming and running for his wagon. "WHAT THE FUCK WHO ARE YOU!?? WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME!!?" He yells grabbing his- er my axe. Damn this is kid is loud as hell.

"Hey Oncie quit yelling." I say in a firm demanding manner. "Y-you look l-like.." he says stumbling over his words a bit. "Spit it out Oncie" I say firmly. "Y-your me. You have my face but your taller?" He says utterly confused. "I'm going to help you out. Give me the axe." I say grabbing ahold of it for him to step back.

"What no I have to cut down a tree." He says still a bit frantic. I roll my eyes. He hasn't cut one down yet so he hasn't seen the Lorax, fuzzy little bastard. "Give it, I'm going to help you grow quicker" I'm quick to make up a lie. I just don't want the Lorax to ruin it. I finally grab the axe and throw it a few feet away.

"You won't be needing that. You are going to pluck the trees. It's better that way." I say walking over to the axe and throwing it way further this time. "You won't be needing that for the thneeds." I say in a low voice. Then he throws a million questions at me at once. "Won't that take too long? Also if your me then what do I call you it would be weird calling you me? Also how's you get here anywa-" I cut him off by placing my hand over his mouth then removing it.

His lips are about as soft as the tuffula tuffs. And rose red too. It would be like masturbation and not be weird to want to fuck him/myself, right. I smirk at the thought of his perfect lips around my thick cock. I shake my thoughts away and say with ease "call me Greedler, Oncie. Also I don't know how I'm here. I'm here to help you okay. And when I say your plucking the trees I mean it." I said it harsh, but maybe he'll listen and mind me.

I start to walk down to his/my house since I know exactly where it is. As I walk I put my hat back on and put my hands in my pocket to find a piece of paper folded inside. Hmm weird. I pull it open and read it: I warned you beanpole. I told you not to do it. Maybe you'll fix it this time. Damn I know exactly who did this. The Lorax that orange hairball. I pocket the note and keep walking humming the song younger me was humming earlier.

Oncelers pov

This day has gotten weirder than anything I've ever experienced. I met an older version of myself and he seems really rude and harsh. I'd never be like that what happened to me? And that smirk seemed off. His teeth are sharp and he has long claw-like nails. I don't know what happened but I'm not turning out like him.

"Oncie when we get back to your- our house make your amazing pancakes? I haven't had them in what feels like ages." He says. Well at least he's not yelling or being rude, so I guess I will. "Yeah sure thing Greedler. What about some tea to go with it?" I ask him politely.