#theredonceler

[ask-that-freak-ler]

I thank you both... perhaps we can drown this thing out, with all this tea I’ll be drinking.

[crocutamod]

A very happy Thneedmas to @sweetredbeans!! Here’s a picture of your beautiful boy drawn by @deliciouslimes

[thefaceofthneedinc]

Excuse me Face, but if you're giving hugs, might I have one too? It's been a very rough day.

Oh um.

Sure. Sure as sugar you can have a hug :)

I'm real sorry you're having a bad time, is there anything else I can do to help?

[thefaceofthneedinc]

Face! Face, you absolutely have to come over, I have the most amazing, precious thing to show you...won't you come over, please?

I'll be over faster than I can table crawl!

[thefaceofthneedinc]

A Letter from Red-ler?

Dear Face Mr. Onceler Face,

I can tell you from the beginning that this letter is probably going to be a large portion a disaster--

No that's not a good way to start.

I suppose then...I'll start by wishing you a Happy Birthday. I know it was yesterday, but I've—I had to finish this first. May you have a wonderful year Face. Britton and I—we got you something in Paris—it's for when you've grown a mustache.

But that's not really the real point of this letter, although it's definitely true. I've been working on this for a while now—but I can't ever find the right words. So I'll start with this.

I'm so very sorry.

So. So sorry.

I was not a good friend to you—I'd never had a friend before, but that's an excuse and you don't deserve excuses. No matter how you look at it, I wasn't a good friend. Given that...I completely understand if you don't want to see me ever again. Expect it even. However I had to apologize properly.

I am sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you Britton and I were going out originally. I promised I would, and I broke that promise. I'm sorry I didn't keep you updated with what we were up to, with what I was up to.

I'm so, so sorry that I didn't get to introduce you to Adriel. He even asked after you, and I meant to bring him by, and I didn't and that is entirely my fault, for not making time for you.

If...if you don't want to see me again I understand. Just...let me know...all right?

If this is...if this is the last time I really get to talk to you then I want to wish you all the best. I hope your company never fails; I hope you grow a magnificent mustache...I hope for a shining future for you.

And thank you—for being the first friend I ever had.

Sincerely,

Red

(attached, in a small package, is a mother-of-pearl mustache comb)

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He thinks I don't want to ever see him again?

That ain't true! I just... thought he didn't like me anymore...

I reckon I'd... best go talk to him...

[thefaceofthneedinc]

A Letter

the-red-onceler submitted:

Dear Face,

I know things have been rather...less than comfortable between us ever since I didn't officially tell you that I was dating Britton first. And I hope that this might start helping to make it up to you, because you are THE very first person I am telling this: I haven't even posted anything anywhere.

I asked Britton to marry me and he said yes.

Whether or not you consider us friends, I will always think of you as one of my oldest and dearest friends that I have had the pleasure of making recently, and in light of that I would also like to ask if you would be willing to be my Best Man for the wedding.

Sincerely,

Red

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*reads through the letter, then rereads it*

Red and Britton are gettin' hitched... Thats real good I reckon

I'd best go... talk to Red at least

[tragicillustrator]

[thefaceofthneedinc]

-Red writes but stays far away due to remembering a certain Incident that happened involving gloves one time- Good luck dealing with this Face. Hope to talk to you AFTER the week is over.

Why don't you teleport yourself in here, Red, and we can do a lot more than just Talk B)