The Strange Case of Mister Once-ler

Ah, such a familiar face still.

Why thank you, Madam Pluto. 

I’m quite sure if you’re looking for a permanent cure, a kiss would not suffice but perhaps as only a placebo. 

Ahaha…

And I ended up answering this much later. 

Oooh! Look at me! I'm a big whiny,

overdramatic,

loud-mouthed,

wannabe surreptitious,

scandalous,

terrible excuse of a Once-ler, 

Byronic hero CLICHE!

HAH.

Read my mind, darling. Shall you be joining me in some festivities?

H-Happy Holidays, Doctor!

I have been quietly and not-so-quietly fond of you for quite some time now, and I am wondering-- depending upon the timeliness of this note's reception --if you might do me the honor of being my New Year's kiss?

If the idea is not agreeable to you, I understand wholeheartedly. We are nearly strangers, afterall. But I should say that your presence cheers me to no end, whether by sunlight or moonlight. My gift will never equal those you have given to me unknowingly. So I do hope that this present pleases you and that I might see you again soon.

Sincerely, Tizzy

Darling, I apologize I missed this. Hopefully "better late than never" is a sentiment within your creed. Heh, swing by anytime.

I'd be more than happy to give you a kiss--

The world isn't usually bright when I'm around, though, you know what I mean?

In regards to it being evening. 

"No, I swear HE WAS A GRAY BLOB WITH NO FACE."

"Yeah, yeah, we've heard it before...Slende-"

"NO, I SWEAR TO SHIT HE'S A GREY BLOB WITH NO FACE RUNNING FRANTIC IN THE STREETS OF LA LIGHTING FIRE TO EVERY BUILDING AND SETTING OFF CAR ALARMS--"

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For some reason, they would rather cuff a man with a green suit than one without a face. 

IN MY HEART I STILL BELEIVEEE

THAT WE WERE MEANT TO BE 

I usually find myself the host of gallant parties around this time of year.

Don't cry yourself to sleep over it darling, it seems that our schedules appear to be synchronized, but we weren't quite aware of it as of late.