Today some of my friends and I decided to have a fanfic challenge; we were each given a fandom we are unfamiliar with, a scenario, and some basic information. I got the Tryll Trilogy. Enjoy!
Disclaimer, I do not own the Tryll Trilogy. I have also never read any of them.
"Oliver!" Wendy shouted, her voice echoing through the corridors. She waited for a while, and, hearing nothing in response, sighed as she mentally ticked off the third continuous hour of searching. "It's his tenth birthday, and we've lost him. Perfect". She was about to continue her search, when she saw Loki walking towards her. She asked if he had found Oliver, but as a response, Loki just sighed and pointed upwards. Wendy immediately understood, and the two of them ran outside, only to see Tove levitating a laughing Oliver above the roof. Loki walked up behind him and gave him a tap on the shoulder. Tove turned around and his face went white. He slowly lowered Oliver, and once he was safely on the ground, Loki delivered a hard slap to Tove's face. Loki and Wendy then made a silent agreement to never again invite Tove to gatherings.
Well, there you have it. Feel free to leave a review telling me what I got right or wrong. Or you could just say something generic. The choice is yours!
A Bird Of Many Flavours, signing off.