Nothing unmanly about knitting (Open)

[thneed_need]

The Loft didn't faze him much anymore.

The Once-ler was perfectly content to knit here, especially when his tent was full of wildlife.  It was probably his own fault for installing air conditioning.

After an hour of working though, he began to wish he had someone to talk to, at least, while he worked.     

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[m_benitez]

Emil on the other hand liked stitching his own clothes, or at least embellishing them. It wasn't as if he could not ask someone else to do it; he just missed working with his hands sometimes.

He noticed the Once-ler at work. "What are you making?" he asked.

[thneed_need]

"A Thneed." He looked up from his work with a pleasant smile. The Once-ler had yet to meet anyone who knew what his invention was by name alone yet, but, he remained hopeful it could happen.

[m_benitez]

"Oh," Emil said, wondering why the word sounded so familiar. He peered at the odd garment. "What's it supposed to do?"

[thneed_need]

"Anything and everything!" He beamed from ear to ear, tapping the Thneed with one finger. "This fine thing can do the job of a thousand other objects."