Just a case of innuendo fever XD! I'm not a BIG fan of Tedler. I would see them as friends or brothers. This is an AU, so their age is different. Ted=13. Once-ler=23. Enjoy the innuendo for our naught little minds!
The sun was rising and the truffula trees were drifting in the breeze in Greenville. Many months ago, he met a young entrepreneur called Once-ler. He makes an invention called the Thneed, made for every use. He made a promise to a forest guardian, the Lorax, that he wouldn't chop another tree down again. He instead plucks off the tuffs, for they grow back faster if whole tree isn't chopped down.
The Thneed creator would often visit from his cottage to the Wiggins' residence when he's on break from knitting all those thneeds. Audrey, Ted's new girlfriend, stopped by inside to look for him about her new art. She walked upstairs and before she knocked on the door, she could already hear him talking in an annoyed tone. "Come on, man. Just get it in there already."
She leaned her ear to the door to hear what he meant by that. Not only that, but she can hear Once-ler, too. "Hold on a sec. I need to move my legs a bit. Now this may hurt a little." Assumptions started to fill her head as he eyes widened. "They're not doing...are they?"
Norma, Ted's grandma, came by and noticed her kneeling to the door. "Audrey, honey, what are you..." She shushed her off and gesture her hand to the door. "You gotta hear this," she whispered. At that moment, they both leaned their ears. They can hear short forced groaning in the other room.
"Ow! 'This may hurt a little?'" Ted asked angrily. Once-ler yelled back at him. "Well excuse me for my size, but I warned you. Just move your hips closer." The girls could hear moaning and heavy movement. "How can I? It can't fit," the youngest complained.
Both stiffened and gawked at each other. "Are they really...?" whispered Grammy in shocked. Audrey kept shaking her head in denial. "I don't know, I don't know!" she whispered back almost getting louder. The old woman's hands were already shaking. "Well... h-how will we tell his mother?"
"Tell me what?" They both jumped up from a voice behind them, managing to keep quiet. It was Helen, Ted's mom. Quickly they shifted their arms and shushed at her, but unfortunately, the mother was already on to them. "Alright, what are you hidi..." she asked out loud, but Norma tapped her can on her daughter's lips."Uh, sweetie, I don't know how to say this but...you should hear this yourself," she gestured at the door.
The mother decided to play along and placed her ear. The movement inside was getting really rough. Ted sounded like he was in agony. "I'm telling you, it won't fit." She could hear the beanpole grunting. "Just hold still. I almost got it in," he moaned with force. She could hear their moaning and grunting getting louder. She could feel her hair behind her neck standing up. She gagged as her own vomit shot up her throat. At one point, they groaning turned into a yell. Her son and this young man doing...?! She didn't want to finish the thought. She heard enough! With rage fueling in her body, she instantly busted through the door. "GET OFF MY BABY, YOU SICK-what?" The anger turned into bafflement in a flash.
The shout made the boys jump and slip on the Twister game mat, collapsing on each other. The slip pushed the spinner towards her feet. "Mom, we were in the middle of a game," her son whined, buried by the eldest. The salesman hoisted himself up. "Hi, Ms. W. Ted's just whining cause I was kicking his butt in this game," he grinned smugly at the boy below him. Audrey and Norma peaked through and were baffled, as well. All three girls sighed with a huge relief.