Heyy! I SAW THE LORAX AGAIN YESTERDAY! OH YEAH! WHAT NOW! *victorious air jump* SIXTH TIME BABY! Anywho, I loved it again. AUGUST SEVENTH IS WHEN IT COMES OUT. OKAY?

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~!~Oncie's POV~!~

"Do you think she'll like it?" I ask Allulah, handing her the box I got for Sally's birthday. Allulah looks at it.

"It's a box, Once," she says blankly. I roll my eyes.

"Open it, genius!"

"Right." She opens it up and looks at the ring in it. Her eyes widen. "Holy crap that's beautiful!"

"Think so?" I anxiously ask. "It's a promise ring." I take the box back and shut it softly. "Since we aren't old enough to get married, it's like swearing we will one day."

"Aww!" Allulah smiles. "That's so cute!" I smile.

"Thanks. She better like it. It cost a fortune to get it engraved." Her eyes widen more.

"You got in engraved?"

"Yeah." I take it out again and hold it out to her. She peers into it and slowly reads, "Forever." I took it back and returned it to the box as she cooed, "That's precious!"

"Thank you," I say, smiling at her. "I really hope she likes it."

"She'll have to be crazy not to!"

I smile. "Thanks, 'Lullah."

~!~Sally's POV~!~

"See what a good boyfriend I am?" the Once-ler asks me the second I woke up. I jump and look around to find him sitting in my desk chair. "I waited until you woke up."

"Whatever," I say, rubbing my eyes tiredly.

"So..." He walks to my bed and plops down beside me. "Happy birthday!" I smile sleepily and lean on him.

"Thanks." I yawn. "What time is it?"

"Eight-thirty-six," he replies, looking at his watch. "Perfect time!"

"For what?" I ask.

"To make you get up and take you outside!"

I groan. "Why?"

"You did the same thing to me a week ago!" he reminds me. I sigh.

"Touche." I pull myself out of bed, looking down at the baggy pants and small tank top I use as pajamas. "Am I presentable?"

"As always," he says with a smile. He takes my hand and says, "Okay, blindfold..." Before I know it, he has me blindfolded and is lading me out into the backyard. "Okay, take the blindfold off!"

I eagerly pull off the bandana, expecting to see something, but there's nothing. I glance at the Once-ler, who's behind me. "My present is the back yard?"

"Nope."

"Then why are we back here?"

He shrugs. "You did it to me." I laugh and shove him.

"Oncie!" He smiles and says, "Ready for your present?" I nod happily. "Okay." He looks down. "Lemme tie my shoe."

"Kay." He kneels down and ties his shoe, and I glance around the backyard. I see Melvin in his backyard, eating grass. I smile slightly, and then I hear Oncie clear his throat. I look down and my jaw drops.

He's still down on a knee, but holding out a small box with the most gorgeous ring I've ever seen. I'm speechless. He says, "It's probably not what you think. I just wanted to make a big deal out of it." He stands back up and says, "It's a promise ring."

"What's that?" I ask, breathless.

"Since we're too young to be married, this is just a promise that one day, we will be." He takes it out of the box and hands it to me. "Do you like it?"

"Oh my God..." I say in the same breathless tone. "It's...it's beautiful..." He smiles, relieved.

"Thank goodness. I was worried you'd hate it."

"Never!" I exclaim. I throw my arms around him. "I love it!" He hugs me back.

"Good." He pulls back and kisses me. I return the kiss instantly, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer to me. After a moment or two, we pull back, smiling at each other. I hold the ring up to my face to examine the diamond better, and something inside it catches my eye.

"Forever," I read. I look at him again. "You got it engraved?" He nods.

"Yeah." He takes it from me and slides it onto my finger. "I thought you should know I'm never leaving. Ever. I'll be here forever."

~!~One year later~!~

"What do you mean you're leaving?" I ask, my eyes wide and my heart falling quick. The Once-ler frowns.

"I'm sorry, Sal, but I have to."

I groan and wrap myself around him, my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. "I'm not letting you."

"Sally," he laughs, "I'm not leaving for at least a week, probably two."

"You know what that means, right?" I ask, looking up at him. He raises his eyebrows. "We have to get a bazillion 'I love yous' and kisses into two weeks." He laughs.

"I can live with that." He lowers his lips to mine and kisses me sweetly. It quickly deepens and I sigh in content. He lightly puts his hands on my face.

I should probably explain the whole 'leaving' thing. A few weeks ago, when we were bored and alone, I commented how much I hated having to find a lot of clothes. And how I wished there was one article of clothing that could do the work of a thousand. Oncie, who was laying on his back looking at the sky, like I was, rolled over, looked at me, and said, "Now there's an idea."

"What?" I had asked, rolling onto my stomach like he did.

"Making one of those," he clarified. "Something that could do anything. Something every needs."

"A Thneed!" I exclaimed without thinking about it. He gave me an odd look. "Thing, need, Thneed." He laughed and shook his head.

"You're crazy."

"No!" I had said, sitting up on my legs. "No, I'm brilliant. This is amazing." He cocked an eyebrow, but I ignored him. "Once, it'll be terrific! We'll knit it, and it should look crazy! Like...have a huge hole in the middle of it, and just plan insane. And it can do anything! A hat, a sweater, anything!"

"And what, pray tell, would this be made of?" he asked, still raising an eyebrow.

"That's just it. We gotta find something perfect to use."

"You have fun with that, honey," he said, smiling and shaking his head before laying back down on his back.

"I dare you to," I said randomly, leaning over him. "I dare you to find the perfect material, make one, sell it, and make them big." He rolled his eyes.

"I'll get right on that, Sal."

Who knew he actually would. Maybe it was just to humor me, maybe it was just because it actually interested him, I'll never know. But he was leaving.

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