The Anarchy sisters drive through what seems to be left of the Truffula Forest. They began to cough erratically due to all the smog in the air. Panty and Stocking observed their surroundings carefully as they tried to catch their breaths. Dying truffula trees filled the area with barbaloots and swamee swans lying underneath them as a desperate attempt for shelter.

"L-Looks like G-Garterbelt was r-right about this shitty place. Everything here looks deserted..." Panty muttered as she drove See-Through with one hand, her other hand covering her mouth from the deadly smog. Stocking nodded as she stared off far into the distance with a pair of binoculars and noticed a lake filled with garbage and unhappy fishes. She frowned slightly feeling bad for the poor creatures, she had to admit that they looked cute. Chuck smiles to himself as he eats a bag of chips in the back seat, feeling oblivious to his surroundings. Panty gasps slightly as she notices a enormous factory that sat on top of a hill up ahead of them.

"Ne, Stocking! T-That must be what's causing all of this s-shit!" She exclaimed inbetween coughs in her voice. Stocking raised an eyebrow and nodded, gritting her teeth with irritation.

"No doubt about it. Let's find out who's responsible and kill this mothafucker so we can head back home!"

"Right!" Panty smirked slightly as she hit the gas pedal making See-through pick up an incredible level of speed up the hill."GO SEE-THROUGH GO!" A poor group of barbaloots were soon sent flying when the two angels drove past them, not giving a single fuck who gets hurt in the process. Chuck laughs as he watches a few barbaloots and humming fishes hit See-through's windshield, amused by their pain. The dog's laughter faded once Pipsqueak and a few fishes were sent flying towards the back seat and landed in a pile on-top of him. Pipsqueak gave a small smile as he grabs Chuck's bag of chips and enjoys a meal he haven't had in weeks, much to Chuck's dismay. Finally See-through came to a stop when it finally reached the top of the hill, parking on the side of the factory. Panty and Stocking step out of their car with annoyed expressions planted on their faces as frightened but curious looking animals surround them. Panty notices Chuck wrestling with a barbaloot, which looked bigger than the other bears, over the bag of chips.

"H-hey! Make a mess in the car and all you fuckers are gonna pay!" Panty yelled at the top of her lungs, grabbing chuck from the backseat and threw him on the ground and stomped on him into a bloody pulp. Stocking sweatdropped as she watch Panty make a scene, growling irritably. Her attention falls back to the front seat of the jeep, where her personal backpack was being violated by more barbaloots and swamee swans. She gasped with horror as she watches them steal and devour her candy bars and her packages of swiss roll cakes.

"Ahh! YOU FUCKING ANIMALS! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SWEETS!" Stocking jumps back into the jeep, trying to rescue her bag from the starving animals. Pipsqueak smiles naively as he continues to munch on what was left of Chuck's chips, watching the fights ensue between the bitchy angels and the animals of the forest.

Meanwhile inside the Onceler's Thneed factory, The Lorax argues with the Brett and Chet, who appear to be guarding The Once-ler's office door. They laugh and lift the poor defenseless orange creature from the floor and began tossing him around like a football.

"You gentlemen put me down! I need to speak with the Once-ler! Please!" The Lorax exclaimed as he was thrown around like a ball. The two boys just laugh at him, ignoring his requests. The Lorax eyes widen when the Once-ler's office door opens, revealing the oncel-er in all his glory. He was dressed in a stunning dark green suit, with long matching green gloves, blue fashionable shades and a REALLY tall top hat. The Once-ler stared back at the Lorax with a angry expression, not wanting to deal with his 'hippie lectures' after a long day at work.

"What are YOU doing here? You're not wanted here! Brett! Chett! Please show him the way out!"

The two brothers groaned slightly, not liking the fact that their younger brother is now the boss of them but agree to his requests.

"Yes, Mister Once-ler sir!" The two brothers said simultaneously before walking away with the Lorax in their grasps.

"You have to stop this! THIS IS BAD!" The Lorax yelled back at the once-ler while being carried away by Brett and Chett. Once-ler gave him a small smirk and a wave goodbye before returning back inside his office, feeling victorious.

"Ugh, Get a hold of yourself Stocking..." Panty rolled her eyes as she watches Stocking stare down at her empty backpack, her sweets were all gone.

"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! THOSE LITTLE BITCHES ATE ALL MY CANDY AND CAKES!" The Loligoth yelled back at her sister, ripping up her bag in the process. Stocking growled as she stomped her way towards the entrance of the Factory.

"Come on, Let's beat this idiot up so we can just go home already!" Panty nodded and followed behind her. The group of animals stayed behind, feeling full from the buffet of snacks they devoured. Chuck lies on the ground smooshed up into a bloody puddle from Panty's beatings. The two angels let themselves into the factory, looking around curiously. The place was filled with machines that harvested Truffula tuffs and turned them into sweater-like objects. These 'sweaters' would then be packaged up into boxes labeled 'Thneeds'. Stocking sniffs the air inside the factory and covers her nose in disgust.

"Ugh, it smells like oil and spoiled milk in here." Panty and Stocking continued to search around the building, soon finding themselves in a somewhat lobby area. There sat a front desk with a woman with blonde hair, and glasses, she seemed to be playing with a wad of cash. The two girls approach her and slam their hands on the desk, gaining her attention. The woman looked back at the girls, eyeing them up and down with judging stares.

"Hmph. Can i help you ladies?" The woman spoke with a southern accent, raising her nose up in the air mockingly. Panty and Stocking's eye twitch with anger, automatically feeling insulted by the woman's behavior.

"We want to know who's in charge of this fucking place!" Panty yelled back at her, gritting her teeth. "TELL ME NOW!" The woman gasped and placed her hands on her hips, horrified at the Angel's use of the vocabulary.

"How dare you use such language at me young lady! I happen to be the MOTHER of the person who runs this successful business! Hmph, but why would take a horrible excuse of a woman to meet him? Get out before i call security!" Panty felt a vein inside her pop, her face filled with rage at the woman who sat in front of her. Panty leaned against the Once-ler's mother's face, staring down at her with intimidation.

"LISTEN YOU FUCKING HAG! I DON'T NEED TO TAKE SHIT FROM YOU! JUST who DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? I WILL FUCKING BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT!"

Soon Panty found herself in a fight with Onceler's mother, forgetting about why she came inside the factory in the first place. Stocking grumbled as she walked away from the scene, using Panty as a form of distraction. She wandered around a narrow hallway, filled with posters of a man in a green suit with subtitles reading, 'Too BIG to FAIL.' She scoffed at this and continued her walk in the hall. Her eyes widen when she finally approached a huge door with the words written 'The Once-ler.' She growled as she slams his fists on the door violently, hoping someone would be inside. She heard a voice emerge from behind the doors, it seemed annoyed and enraged.

"Gah! Come on in, whoever you are!" The sound of rummage through paper was also heard with the man's voice. Without saying a word, Stocking slowly opens the doors and lets herself in, closing the doors behind her with a slam. All she could see was the top of a top hat emerge from a tall luxurious chair for the man had his back facing her. She watched as the green suited man shuffle through stacks of paperwork.

"Ugh, what is it now? Can't you see I'm dreadfully bus-" He stopped mid-sentence when he turned around in his seat to find a girl with freakishly long blue and pink hair, dressed in Gothic Lolita clothing glaring back at him. The girl was leaned against the wall with her arms crossed. He had to admit that she looked rather cute but the unpleasant expression on her face brought shivers down his spine.

"Hmph, So YOU are the one who's responsible for all the shit around here..." Stocking said in a menacing voice.

"W-Who are you...?"