"You're buying a thneed right? The money?" He asked looking down at you. The sunglasses he wore on his face lowered halfway, you could barely make out that he had deep blue eyes.
"Oh, oh no. I'm not buying. I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about." You say returning your eyes back to the thneeds. Before you could reach out to touch one, the man tightly gripped your wrist, causing you to groan and glare at him again, this time a bit less friendly.
"I'm sorry but you can't touch unless you buy." He spoke in a rougher sounding voice, giving you a serious face. Your eyes scanned him for a second, you sighed and gave a pout.
"Fine," You asked pulling your hand away from him, rubbing your wrist. "I'll buy one." He sat back down giving a large grin and crossed his arms. "How much?"
"Oh well, I'm selling them for seven dollars each!" He declared, gently dusting off the small flower in his front pocket.
"Seven dollars!" You shouted in disbelief. "How?" You said barely even able to speak.
"Only the best of my Oncey!" An older woman with tall blonde hair said rubbing the thin man's shoulder, in a somewhat rehearsed looking hug. The Once-ler growled as a response and fixed his uneven top hat.
You smiled at how silly she acted with the businessman.
"Oncey?" You asked crossing your arms, a small smirk on your face. You've never heard of a businessman named oncey before. That's almost as weird as anything being called a thneed.
"The Once-ler." He sternly corrected both you and the woman who you guessed could be his mother.
"That's not any better." You said slightly lifting your fingers to motion to him. You kept on smiling at the man as his face scrunched up in annoyance.
"So are you going to buy one or not?" The Once-ler asked you clearly losing his patience.
"Uhh, yeah." You said lowering your smile, pulling the money out of your purse.
You gave the Once-ler a ten, he took the money and grabbed your change. Quickly he grabbed something and scribbled over it with a pen. Walking around the stand the Once-ler took large powerful steps. You followed him out of the crowd and to the side.
He began strutting over to you. You took a few frightened steps back. He then stopped in front of you, you blinked looking up and down at him, it was then that you realized just how tall he was. The top of your head barely reached his chin! His height and thin body caught you off guard for a minute.
Long fuzzy pink strips fell onto your shoulders. You blinked three times in confusion as you stared at the thneed. You heard a chuckle slip out of his mouth, forcing you to stare back up at him.
He bent down close enough for his shadow to completely engulf your body.
"You tell your friends now, you hear?" He whispered into your ear, his warm breath hitting your skin. You shuddered and felt a heat rush to your cheeks.
The cold silk of his glove gently touched your hand. You could feel money and something else. A piece of paper? You have a heavy sigh and looked up to him, batting your eyelashes.
The Once-ler stared you straight in the face, he wore a large smile with slightly rosy cheeks. He shook your hand and snickered again, probably from the awestruck gaze you've been giving him. He swiftly turned around to head back to his stand. You shoved the money in your purse.
Turning the other way you looked down to the thneed. Reaching up to your shoulders to touch it, your eyes widened. They were right, it was softer than silk. Your fingers slowly brushed through the tuffs of the thneed that wildly poked out. Your eyebrows furrowed.
"What is this stuff made of?" You quietly asked yourself.
"Why it's only made from the best feeling trees in the world!" A very country sounding accent blurted grabbing your shoulder. You groaned at how harshly he wrapped his arm around your neck.
"Trees?" You asked, slightly pouting your lips. "What kind of trees?"
"Truffula's! Uhh, I think." Another man said pushing you out of the stranger's arms.
A groan slipped from your mouth as you gained your footing again. The two men began to wrestle behind you, but you didn't bother with them. You began to make your way back to your car. Thinking of the thneeds, you asked yourself "How exactly are these things being made?"
Unlocking your car, and stepping in, you headed for home. The whole drive there you couldn't take your mind off of the businessman you met earlier, the Once-ler. There was something about him you didn't like. Suspicion began to arise in you at the thought of how many people were buying his product.
Arriving at your home, you grabbed all of the groceries from the backseat of your car and slammed the door shut using your body.
Just before you could make your way inside, the mailman began to stroll up to you.
"Hey there (Y/N)!" The mailman said waving his hand at you. You began to smile at him before you looked down at his bag, it was made out of the same material the thneeds were made out of, but orange. You blinked for a moment before speaking.
"What is that?" You asked pointing to the bag.
"Oh this? Just a little something I picked up while I was off yesterday! Do you like it?" He asked giving you a grin. "I see you've got one yourself, and a pink one too! It looks really nice on you, I mean that!" He spoke in a very chipper voice.
It was then that you began to realize, these were more than just some scarves. Everyone was using them, for various things. The way they were shaped, they could probably be used for anything.
How many more were going to be sold? Were they all eco-friendly as said by the middle-aged man. It wasn't a lot of times things that were eco-friendly were ever popular. The Once-ler's family didn't look like the type to care about the environment, which made you wonder if they were lying or not. Who knows, businesses lie all the time.
Beginning to walk up to the door of your home, the mailman called out to you.
"Ohh, uhh (Y/N)!" He shouted getting you to turn around. "Here's your mail, and the paper." The mailman said sliding them under your armpit.
"Right, thanks." You spoke slowly, the thought of the thneeds still on your mind. You took a few more steps and unlocked your front door. Stepping into the house, you placed your bags on the floor and reached into your purse.
Putting the loose money back, you gripped the small piece of paper tightly in your fist. Unclentching your closed fingers, you saw a wrinkly and folded business card. On the front, it read "The Once-ler" with a phone number printed underneath it.
Turning over the card, there was a message written on it. "Hope you like your thneed! By the way, you look really nice in pink!" With a small smiley face under the note.
should i continue this? idek haha
onceler x reader (oop)
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