Chapter 1: A proud father and mother

Authors note: OK I have had this idea for quite some time now and I want to put it into action. This is set way into the future when Holly and Trouble are married and have a daughter. Enjoy.

13 years ago...

Commander Trouble Kelp sat at his desk flicking his pen about like a cowboy at a rodeo. He stared into space and forgot about his day job for a second. He had been the commander for several years now and was used to his job. Sitting at a desk seemed to be another day's work to him. But his line of thought was soon interrupted by the sound of a voice on the other end of his speaker. It was Foaly of course.

"Hi commander, Foaly here, just to tell you that your traffic report has come through and I will fax it to you now" he explained, Trouble let out a heavy sigh.

"Thank you Foaly" Trouble replied glumly, sometimes that centaur really bugged him and he didn't know why, but Foaly had that effect on everyone.

"Oh and tell Coral I said happy birthday, I can't believe she has turned two already. It was just like yesterday that Holly was giving birth to her in the surgery". Foaly began to reminisce but Trouble's mind suddenly clicked in.

"Coral's birthday is today?" Trouble asked starting to panic slightly.

Foaly made a sound that was half way between a snort and a giggle down the line that didn't sound particularly pleasant in Trouble's ears "Oh my God... don't tell me you forgot your own daughter's birthday, ooh Trouble naughty you. What is the world coming to?"

"Hey, I have been very busy recently with my job and all and Holly should have told me about this. But she never tells me anything, and I never get a chance to see her", replied Trouble sadly.

"Well perhaps you should do what Holly did and take some time off and spend some time with your wife and child. I also recommend that you teach your daughter something useful while she is still young I mean my daughter is only five and she has built her own computer" Foaly proudly replied. Trouble rolled his eyes, Foaly always showed off his Daughters' skills when he had the chance. She was only three years older than Coral and had the brain like her father's already. Coral was nothing like that.

Holly had resigned from her job for a while so she could take care of her daughter. She and Trouble had been married for only three years now and they had managed to fit their jobs around their personal lives. Once their daughter was born they decided to call her Coral because Holly's mother was called Coral Short and she was described by Holly as "a caring and loveable mother". They decided on calling their daughter after her as a way to remember her.

"Perhaps you're right Foaly" Trouble said lifting a photo frame from his desk that had a picture of himself and his wife with Coral in his arms. She was only one when that picture was taken and it brought a tear to his eye every time he saw his daughter growing up. "I will take some time off and I will spend some quality time with my family!" Trouble announced proudly as he stood up from his chair. There was no reply from Foaly. Trouble looked down at the speaker waiting for Foaly to say something but he never did.

Trouble was about to say something but was interrupted by the sound of clapping at the doorway. There stood his wife Holly and she was carrying Coral in her arms. Coral began to clap with her mother although she did not know what she was clapping for.

"Well done dear! You finally get some time off to help me with this little rascal here", Holly smiled placing Coral down on the floor so she could crawl to her dad. Trouble smiled down at her daughter and picked her up gently, he spun her around and she giggled with glee. Holly started to laugh warmly as she walked into the room.

"What do you have to say to your daughter Trouble?" she asked.

"Happy birthday Coral" Trouble kissed his daughters cheek and she gurgled.

"Oh so you remembered then?" she asked surprised.

"Of course I remembered" Trouble lied "I wouldn't miss my little Coral's birthday for the world".

Holly nodded taking a piece of paper and some colouring crayons out for her daughter to doodle while they talked. Trouble placed his daughter down on the floor and left her to draw while her parents talked business.

After about 10 minutes Trouble and Holly were still talking and Holly left for a little while to do some shopping. She left Coral with Trouble and he sat at his desk whilst watching his daughter draw. He continued to do so for a couple of minutes before deciding to do some paper work. About a minute later he looked up to find Coral staring up at him waving a picture in front of his face. He took the paper and looked at the picture. It was a picture of a house and some poorly drawn elves on it.

He looked down at her and smiled "Is this meant to be us?" he asked and she nodded and giggled. He picked her up and gave her a hug. He then gave her the picture back but she pushed it into his lap again. "Oh you want me to keep it?" Trouble realised. Coral nodded and pointed to her family picture on his desk. "Yes Coral it is our family picture and I will put it over here" he pointed sticking it to a space on the wall.

He smiled down at her, Foaly was right for a change. Perhaps he should spend more time with her.

13 years later...

Coral's head leaped up from her pillow and reached for her alarm clock. She pressed the off button but it wouldn't turn off, she tried again and it still refused to turn off. "Oh D'Arvit... for crying out loud just turn off already!" Coral yelled sitting up to disconnect her alarm clock. "Thank you", she finally said with a sigh. 'Perhaps I should get a refund for this broken down piece of junk' she thought as she went over to the mirror. "Well" she said "time to start a new day".

Once she had got dressed Coral made her way to the kitchen. Once she sat down with her breakfast she noticed that there was a note sitting on the table, it read...

Hey honey your dad and I have left for work and I have left you

Some money so you can get something at school. Also don't come home

When you have finished school but go to your father's office. I will see you there!

From Mum.

Coral looked up from the letter and continued to eat; she went into the lounge and turned on the TV. The reporter for the PPTV was in a studio talking about a couple of goblins who had stolen a LEP police cruiser and was joy riding on a busy road. They zoomed in to the side of the cruiser which had the words "The B'wa kell rule and the LEP drool" that were some sort of graffiti that the B'wa Kell used.

"As you can see" said the reporter "the B'wa Kell are making a quick getaway towards the chute E31" Coral choked on her cookie that she was eating and stared at the TV with amazement.

"They will never make it" she said to herself "In a minute they will crash... I just know it!" Coral looked at the runaway vehicle and the LEP cars behind it as the reporter continued to speak. Just as the cruiser was about to enter a large tunnel, it suddenly lost control and crashed into a nearby lamppost. The two goblins attempted to escape, but one of them bumped into the lamppost and the other one ran straight into an LEP officer who was approaching the cruiser to arrest them.

Coral stood up pointing at the TV "I told you. I told you that they would crash, goblins are so stupid. They deserved what they got", Coral explained as if she was talking to someone other than herself. She then looked at the clock and then started to panic "Oh D'Arvit, Foaline will be here any minute now!" she started to pack her school bag.

Then there was a knock at the door, Coral knew it was her friend Foaline. Foaline was Foaly's daughter and she was a super genius just like her dad. She and Coral were best friends since they were very little and Caballine would babysit Coral while her parents were working. They became close friends and always hung around with each other at school. Although Foaline was three years older than Coral she was still in her lessons. Unlike human schools elves, pixies, centaurs and other creatures didn't have year groups; they just mixed ages around into classes.

"I'm coming Foaline! Just hold on a second" Coral shouted running upstairs to grab her jumper. Once she grabbed it she came back down and opened the door to find her smiling Centaur friend who was wearing very big glasses and carrying a big folder.

"Hello Coral, ready for school?" she asked still smiling.

"Yeah just about", explained Coral putting her bag on her shoulder "OK, now I am. Let's head to school".

Once they reached the end of Corals street Foaline started to chuckle "what do you find so funny Foaline?" Coral asked suspiciously.

"Oh I just can't wait to reach Trixie's house that's all" Foaline explained still smirking.

"Oh... and why are you so eager to reach Trixie's house?" asked Coral who was starting to smirk to.

"Didn't she tell you?" asked Foaline "she told me last night that she was going to dye her hair"

"What colour?" asked Coral.

"Purple!" Foaline started laughing hysterically.

"What? She can't be serious! What do you think the 'Blondes' will say?" asked Coral a bit concerned.

"Oh, they will probably laugh and then find their lunch coming sooner than they think... she will be serving her daily Knuckle sandwich" laughed Foaline.

Coral didn't reply, she couldn't, and the Blondes were the worst group of girls in the school to mess with, typically known for their blond hair. They usually laughed and Coral, Foaline and Trixie because they were different. Foaline and Coral usually ignored them but Trixie was a feisty girl and picked fights with anyone. This was probably because she was a pixie and that is what pixies are known for best. Trixie had black hair originally but she wanted to dye it purple to make her look different. Coral had never dyed her hair in her life and like most elves she had red hair. Hers was long and wavy and she loved her hairstyle and her colour. Foaline had brown hair that was similar to her mothers.

Once Coral and Foaline reached the front door step they knocked on it twice. Trixie's mother answered the door and invited them inside. She called for Trixie and then Trixie made her way down stairs. Struggling to hold back her laughter Foaline spoke "nice hair Trix". Trixie gave her a hard glare and showed her fists defensively.

"Don't make me angry today centaur I'm not in the mood" Trixie grumbled.

"Ooh, feisty one. Who woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?" Foaline smirked.

"Don't go there centaur not if you want to live the rest of your life with a twisted hoof. Keep on pushing me!" Trixie snapped.

"Trixie don't be like that to your friend, she was only commenting on how nice your hair looks", Trixie's mum explained to her giving her, her bag.

"OK mum I'm going now bye!" she told her heading to the door with her friends.

Once they got outside Coral asked "what was all that about?"

"Hey, I was only commenting on how your hair looks. There was no need to threaten me!" Foaline said trying to be dramatic, Coral and Trixie just rolled their eyes and laughed.

"Actually to be honest, I think your hair does suit you" Coral said truthfully.

"I like it it's just I am wondering what those morons at school are going to say", Trixie looked down.

"What is this...? Trixie the great vicious pixie caring about what people are going to say about her hair? What is the world coming too?" Foaline chuckled.

"No of course I don't care about what they think I just wonder about what they say" Trixie explained.

"Is there a difference?" asked Foaline grinning broadly.

"Oh... Get out you silly centaur" Trixie laughed.

Coral was enjoying her friends arguing but she knew that they would have to go soon "hey, guys can we do what we set out to do, and go to school now?" she asked.

And so Coral, Foaline and Trixie carried on walking to school not knowing that they would be in serious trouble later on.

Authors note: So this is my first chapter. I hope you like it. Next up a fight between the girls and the Blondes. Will their parents let them off lightly? Please review and I will update soon! Thanks.