Someone's hand was rubbing his cheek and his hair. He looked at the individual in question his vision was hazy. The Humming Fish were humming to him softly. The Lorax was rubbing his cheek with the wet Thneed and Pip-squeak was gently playing with his hair.
"I didn't mean to wake you bean pole try and get back to sleep."
Once-ler looked a little confused. He tried to make out some of the images but he couldn't lift his eyelids more than half way.
"Well since you're up here, kid," he placed a straw in the boy's mouth and once more nudged the boy's cheek.
He tasted a very mild sweetness in his mouth. He swallowed and the process was repeated.
"Alright bean pole, that's good enough for now," the Lorax said patting his hand before tucking him back in.
"Th-thanks a-again Mustache," he slurred a little.
"No problem kid. I speak for the trees, for nature, for animals, for all of these." He said sadly. He knew enough about humans to know that they couldn't last long if their body's got too hot. The only thing he knew was that Once-ler was way warmer than he usually was and that he needed to get his fever down.
"Come on Onceie, sit up kiddo, Daddy's gotcha," his father whispered as his fever raged.
He was having a hard time focusing on his father but that was okay he was there. He held his dad's hand. The thermometer was taken out of his mouth. He was suddenly lifted into his dad's arms who rocked him gently.
"Shhh . . . it's okay Onceie," he whispered. "It's going to be okay."
His mother vehemently disapproved and thought he should learn to take care of himself. He didn't want anyone to know that he'd already tried that. His father set him back down on the bed and tucked him back in. He put the Teddy-bear back in his arms.
His mother came in. "You leave that kid alone now Nathan, he doesn't need you here every waking second."
"But what if he's left alone and can't breathe . . . He can't yell for me if he needs me." He heard his father say.
The Lorax found a little stick with a red line in it in one of the cupboards. He looked at the marks on the side, they were degree marks. "The human's must use this to measure their temperatures."
There was a little book under it. It was a small little home remedies book. In the cover was, your mother is making me leave you and I know she wants you to learn how to take care of yourself. So please use this.
He looked up a few things. He found out that his companion's normal temperature should be 98.6° he was sure it was much higher currently. He decided that the next time Once-ler woke he'd figure this out.
The Lorax is learning a little more about humans as we learn a little more about Once-ler's past. Oh and also I run on the Farenheit system.
98.6? Doesn't sound normal to me.
Man, was the Once-Ler's mother a prick or what!?
Make more I'm dying for five
Thanks it's litterally what I do when my paper gets too insane to think about I go into la la land and dream about random things like this one. I'm glad you're enjoying it as much as I enjoy writing it.