Author: Scooter12345 PM
And since that day Ted calls Once-ler's Lekrim his home. Considering requests.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Friendship - The Once-ler & The Lorax - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,467 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 08-12-12 - Published: 08-08-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8407334
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Named after a song by Shannon LaBaire called Calls me Home. It's a great song youtube it. It's fantastic.
He wasn't sure why he was doing this. Why he was putting everyone he loved in danger to go see a crazy old guy. However, something about the Once-ler was just so captivating.
How did he live? What was it like before he left home? What was it like after his factory flopped? Where was his dad in the story? Was he ever in love? Why did he know so much about love?
And these were just questions Ted had after the story was done.
Ted came to the Once-ler's place a few weeks later. He rang the doorbell which had, finally, been changed.
Once-ler stepped out onto the porch. Ted nearly jumped into his arms.
"We did it." Ted whispered.
Once-ler shut his eyes and embraced Ted tightly.
"Yeah, we did didn't we," he smiled.
Ted had moved in for the summer. His mother was still uncertain as to why her son wanted to do this. All he'd said was.
"It calls me home."
What? She thought. What was home about this place?
Then she saw it.
Ted saw home in the embrace of the mustached man. Ted saw home in the stories and the late night cups of hot coco. Ted saw home in caring for the trees. Ted smelled home in the fresh pancakes and the sweet butterfly milk scent of the saplings.
"It calls me home." He said. "I make it home."
Once-ler saw a home in Ted's smile. He saw it in the boy's laugh. He saw it in the red scooter. He saw it in Ted's eyes. He found home in a forest with small animals to play with. He found home again in the teenage boy who was captivated by his stories.
Ted was lying on the porch while the Once-ler rocked on the rocker. The stars littered the sky for the first time in a long time. Then it began to rain. It was pure good rain.
"Oh my word," Once-ler whispered.
"What is that?" Ted asked.
"It's rain Ted," Once-ler whispered. "It's rain! Go on touch it."
Ted reached out his hand and the droplets fell on his hands. He put his face in it and then ran around in it.
"Careful of the saplings kiddo!" Once-ler called.
"I will," Ted hollered. He just stood there letting the water from the sky pour down it's wet kisses on him.
And since that day Ted calls Once-ler's Lekrim his home.