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Dark Choco Cookie offered a bittersweet smile, his happiness unable to hide the tinged of sadness within his jam-colored eyes.
"Father," He trailed off. He couldn't find the right words; to say goodbye to the one whom he had subconsciously wished to see again for years.
"My son.." Bewildered, Dark Cacao Cookie's voice shook. He gazed upon his estranged son, too late to rewrite the sorrowful past.
Dark Cacao couldn't say anything. Another mistake to add to his pitiful list he has been building up in the back of his head. Yet again, he only pushed his son away. How hopeless he was.
"Come now." A smaller figure spoke, hand in hand with Dark Choco. The king's son only nodded in acknowledgement.
Maybe for once, he could close this horrible chapter in his life, and leave everything behind. Dark Choco was selfish, so incredibly selfish. Possibly the wickedest there is, Dark Choco thought. His self-deprecating way of thinking would never leave him, though.
"Father, I'm sorry."
"I wished we could've start anew. Alas..." Dark Choco turned away.
"Son, wait!" Dark Cacao, with all his might, yelled. Hoping his voice would snap his son's train of thought.
"Perhaps, we'll meet again. To see this kingdom prosper." Dark Choco's words, sorrowful, yet contented.
"Farewell!"
The significantly smaller man, orange in fur, happily waved goodbye. Pitying the king, he bowed and warmly smiled.
Having realized too late, Dark Cacao loved his son as much as the strange creature cherished every forest.
Holding each other, the orange mythic lifted one arm behind him,
and lifted his buttock into the air, gliding upwards with Dark Choco.
"Dark Choco Cookie!! No!" However, his cries with in vain, and the lonely king only stood in the spot they once were, watching the two ascend to witches-knows-where.
The orange creature peered around, and kindly nodded.
The Lorax, was his name.