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.

[m_benitez]

"Not that I've had *personal* experience with that sort of thing, but cutting down a tree is a very good way to annoy any resident Guardian," Emil pointed out. Well there was the time that he'd vandalized a tree while he was drunk, but that was another story best not related to a complete stranger.

"You can't blame those beings for being rather protective."

[thneed_need]

"There's protective, and then there's obnoxious. Mustache falls into the latter. I gave him a marshmallow--which he ate---and then what does he do? He tries to tear down my tent. Then? He tried to drown me."

Being a dramatic soul, there's some liberties taken with retelling, though he won't really back-track unless pressed.

[m_benitez]

"Well nature tends to have ah....different terms when it comes to retribution and appeasement," Emil pointed out. If there's something he'd learned in the past year, it's that the law he's been defending has no place with elemental forces.

"So how are you two ah....getting along now?"

[thneed_need]

"I guess we're getting along pretty well. He eats my food, sheds on my clothes, and uses my stuff like he owns it. Also, my tent is infested with forest animals. Thankfully I don't have allergies, or I'd be dead by now."

Despite the dramatic tones, he doesn't mind all that much.

[m_benitez]

"Sounds more like a pet than a friend," Emil joked. "But haven't you ever tried to, how shall I say this, work things out with him?"

[thneed_need]

Pictures the Lorax's expression at being compared to a pet. It amuses him.

"I apologized and told him I wouldn't cut down any more trees. He says he's keeping an eye on me, and apparently this involves eating me out of house and home."

[m_benitez]

"Well it sounds like an odd friendship," Emil said. "Though if you look at it differently, *your* presence there in the valley is eating him out of house and home."

[thneed_need]

"Hey, I brought all my own stuff--he can't possibly object to that. And my tent doesn't take up that much space."

[m_benitez]

"How do you eat then?" Emil asked.

It wasn't that he was being mean; he just liked raising these sorts of questions.

[thneed_need]

"I brought a lot of supplies from home, and I get things from in town too. Truffula fruit, while tasty, is not exactly a balanced diet."

[m_benitez]

Emil shrugged at this; at least the Once-ler sounded reasonable. "Have you ever found out then *exactly* what is annoying your friend then? There has to be another reason."

[thneed_need]

"Personality clashes, I suppose. He calls my Thneed 'garbage', I call him a mustached-hippie-meatloaf, the cycle continues."

[m_benitez]

"Well you can have opposing personalities and *not* insult each other," Emil pointed out. He should know; that's the story of him and his best friend.