"Moooom" grunted Ted as he put his shoes and a blue shirt "I don't want to go..." he said for the hundeth time

"Teddie, we've talked about this, your...father" she said spitting the word a bit "Only asks for Father's Day to be with you, he doesn't ask you to be with him on Christmas, on new year, or his birthday or during any other time, so please honey, try to be nice..." she said as she accommodate his hair.

"Why should I?" he asked crossing his arms "He left us , didn't he? Is not like he was a war hero, or a busy man, he is just an over sized kid"

Helen sighted

"Please, honey?"

"I'll prefer to spend the day with the Once Ler, he is way better parent, an he isn't even one, I'll like way better to be fixing his house or watering the Truffula sprouts or talking with the Lorax or..."

"Ted, I get it but until you are 18 you'll need to deal with it, who knows, may be you can bond with him, form a good Father-Son relationship..."

Ted look at her with a raising eyebrow "Seriously mom?"

His mother sighted "Be prepared, he'll arrive in every moment"

Ted grumbled again "Curse him and his absurdly good punctuality"

"Well, he needed a good quality in his body..." said Helen out loud not registering she hadn't just tough it.

Then the 8:00 am sounded and not ten seconds has passed by when the doorbell ringed. Ted reluctantly stood up and answered the door,and he was not surprised on what he saw. A middle aged man, with a motorcycle helmet under his arm, leather jacket and spiked hair.

"There is my favorite son!" he said as he pulled Ted into a tight hug.

"I...I...I'm your only son, Carl" he said gasping for air after the hug ended.

"Right, that's why you are my favorite" he said as he saw the mother of his son with a mild face and crossed arms.

"Hi Helen" he said awkwardly as he put his hand in front of her.

She didn't uncrossed her arms.

"Carl" she said as greeting "I want him here Midnight sharp, with no broken bones, no lose teeth , not rashes, allergies, dog bites, sun burns, starvation, dehydration, cuts, bruises or traumas, is that clear?" she said removing her glasses, something that only put her in a more dangerous position.

He shifted uncomfortably "Yes ma'am" then he turned to Ted, "let's go kiddo, I'll show you where I work now" as he handled Ted the helmet.

Ted grunted a little bit and put the sweaty helmet on as he hoped to the back of the motorcycle.

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Meanwhile in the far end of town where the grass now grows. And the wind smell sweet and pure as it blows, and all birds sing specially Swamy Swans and Humming fishes hum. In the street of the Returned Lorax.

The Once Ler woke up at the sound of knocking at his door. He stretched and yawn as he woke up. "In moments like this is when I regret removing the hammer at the door." he said as he washed his face and putted his scarf and gloves on. "Mustache, if you want pancakes you better put the ingredients out" he said as he headed to the door.

"Why so early beanpole?" asked the guardian putting the milk out

"Someone is knocking, and I don't think is Ted, he said he had family business today..." he pulled the lock and opened the door, and he was no where prepared on who was at the door.

"Chet! Bret?" he said as he gasped

"Long time no seeing you lil' brother"

"What do you want? There is no more factory of Thneeds , and if you think you are damaging the sprouts, then you are very wrong..." he threatened as his hand got closer to the ax by the door.

Bret responded first

"Easy Oncie!" he said holding his hands before him "We came here in peace"

"Yeah, is this the way you receive your brother after more the 30 years?" added Chet

The Once Ler put his hand crossed in his chest

"What do you want?" he asked sourly

"Can we come in? It has been a long journey..."asked Bret

"Only if you tell me why are you here" he said glaring at both of them.

"Fine" responded Chet "It's about Mother"

The Once Ler wasn't sure if he wanted to shut the door on their faces on invite them in.

"And about Father" added Bret

There was an awkward silence

"Fine" responded the Once Ler as he removed himself from the door "but make it fast"

"It's a nice house" commented Chet

The Once Ler nodded "The kid had a good taste"

"The kid?" asked Bret

"Yeah, the Kid, Ted, he is the responsible the forest is starting again, he is a good kid, still a bit immature but I owe him more than I could give him." he sighted "You may have a seat" he gesture.

They sat down in silence

"So what is it about?" asked the Once Ler impatiently

"Well" began Chet "It is a delicate topic" he said opening a briefcase with various letters. "Mom...well, she...she reunited with Father a couple of years ago."

"Oh" responded the Once Ler feeling his chest compress and his eyes water. Yeah she probably had been the worst mother in history of mothers, but she was still his mother.

"Do you need a second, bro?" asked Bret handing him a handkerchief.

"No, no" he said raising his hand "please continue" he said removing his hat revealing his very fuzzy white hair.

Chet sighted"Well, she did mention you in her will, she left you the old car, we investigate and it's actually worth a small fortune...if you fix it..." said tapping his fingers against the briefcase.

The the Once Ler needed to do a question he knew that the answer will hurt him, but he needed the truth. "Did Mother, ever, mentioned me again after, you know...the whole Thneed fiasco...?"

Both twins looked at each other unsure. "Well" they said at unison "She did, but every time she mentioned you was when she was, you know a little friendly with the booze" Bret continued "When she was 'friendly' she was always comparing you with Father, and I got to tell you Oncie, you are his splitting image if he had...you know lived long enough, you even have his chin..."

Chet cleared his throat. "But there was this occasion, like a year after the factory closed and everything Mother became a little too much friendly with the booze and she was in that stage when people began pondering in all the mistakes of their lives and so and she did mentioned you saying 'I'm the worst mother and person ever ,I left the smallest of my kids broken in that rotten wasteland, my baby my baby' Well, as you can guess she didn't remember a thing the next day, and it took like five years to her stop bashing the poor trees, creatures and Thneeds.

There was a silence again.

"But that isn't why we came here" Bret continued "You see, a couple of weeks ago we began cleaning thru Mother's stuff, you know sorting cleaning and stuff, and we find this" he said grabbing thorn letters out of the briefcase. "We find three letters addressed at you, that we assumed you never received, since they were stashed in a cabinet by mother's bed."

Chet took the word "We grown curious and parched the letters back together, and uh..." the youngest twin was out of words.

"You should read it yourself" he said handing the letters to his brother. The Once Ler took it cautiously and fliped it over.

"Before you read it, Once" stared Bret "I need to know something"

"What is it?" asked the Once Ler

"Did you ever...leave? Did you really spend all your youth in this former wasteland?"

The Once sighted gently. "No, I never leaved, ever since Thneed Co. fell I've been here regretting everything I've done, well at least up until the kid came by..."

The twins looked at each other

"Once Ler" the said at unison "We are sorry"

"What?" asked the Once Ler surprised

"We are the worst kind of older brothers ever, while you sit here consuming yourself we got lives, we got married and had kids, while you spend your days trapped in a guilt that it wasn't only for you to share, we were as bit as responsible as you, that is why we are sorry, sorry for not being better brothers, and if the furry peanut was still around we'll tell him we are sorry for chopping down the trees and you know being so dumb to ruin a four-creatures environment" they said all this at unison, to Once Ler knew that they truthfully mean it, he glanced at a corner of the house just to see the Lorax watching his intently, looks like he had hear the whole thing...he just nodded, he understood and forgot this two brothers. Then the Once Ler began reading the letters, and his face turned paler and paler as each word was read and as he scrambled three the pages.

"Oh my Seuss" he said ad he passed a hand over his forehead. "Now what I do?"

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Longer than expected but yeah :)

R & R

Ps. Father's day in on June 16th so be sure to give your father, (or mother) a cool gift ;)