A/N: I haven't seen one of these yet...
I'll write the first!
I present to you, a MAXIMUM RIDE and THE LORAX crossover!
O_O
I am still very disappointed with James Patterson.
My friend was talking to me the other day about just how horrible I am to Max. (Based on prior stories)
All I can say is:
It's fun putting you through terrible things, Max.
Max: Thanks. -_-
Me: There's the Max we all know and love!
Max: Do you?
The Once-ler: No. Now let's go on with the story.
Me: Guess I'm going to have to agree with Once on this one!
~OS
The Once-ler's P.O.V.
After a good three or four hours of being pelted with fruit, (at least it wasn't rotten), The Once-ler was good for the day. He hitched up Melvin, and started the long journey back to the forest.
Max's P.O.V.
My dreams were swirling with fragmented images of my not-life and cotton candy.
Oh, only if I could wake up and find this a dream!
I tried to think about Fang, and how warm he was, and the way he always seemed to know what I was thinking...
The Once-ler's P.O.V.
The Once-ler got kicked again.
Cursing under his breath, he tried to look around in the darkness.
He didn't see the familiar lights of his tent.
"Melvin? What's going on?"
The mule in question snorted. Then he kicked The Once-ler off the cart.
"OW! What was that for?"
Melvin snorted again. Then he pointed with his front hoof at something ahead of him.
He scooted forward for a closer look. It seemed to be a girl.
What is a girl doing out here in the middle of the night?
He shrugged. He didn't want to freak her out by having her wake up in a different place.
Before he left though, he did leave a pillow and a thneed.