After travelling through miles of desert and land the Onceler's cart finally arrived at a rich valley full of trufula tree. The Onceler was so glad he had finally found the trees he needed that he pulled out his guitair and started playing it.
"This is it!" he sung "This is the plaaaace!"
Then immediately, animals came out from the trees including Minion fish and started singing along with him. This irritated the Onceler who in a fit of anger unsheathed his axe and brutally massacred all of them untill there was left only a bloody pile of hacked off limbs of teddy bears, ducks and minion fish.
"Fuckin' hell that was annoying" said the Onceler "But now I can finally cut down one of these trees to make a thneed. Then I can make a business off it and get loads of money and pussy."
With one slash at the trunk of the trufula tree, it fell down onto its side. The Onceler went to pick it up but he was startled by the sudden lightning that struck the stump of what once was a tree. Then out of the stump, flew up a mythical creature as old as time: The Lorax. Except the only thing was that it wasn't actually the Lorax, it was fucking sans.
"What the shit are you?" asked the onceler.
"i am sans the skeleton" he said "and i have a question for you. do you wanna have a bad time? because if you cut down another one of these trees you're gonna have a fucking terrible time."
"How bad could that time possibly be?" Replied the onceler, cockily "But anyway, I don't give a shit about your threats. I'm gonna cut down all the trees in this valley and become fucking rich"
"oh shit you're gonna get rich?" said sans "in that case i'll help you. i don't really give a fuck about the trees anyway."
"Fine" replied the Onceler "Get an axe and bring me all the trees you can chop"
"no need for that" said sans and immediately he summoned several gaster blasters which blasted the trees right out of the ground.
