Disclaimer: I don't own Big Wolf On Campus and I'm not making any $$$ off this. Please don't sue me.

Author's notes: Please review. This is my second fic.

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Tommy races in to the lair and catches Merton applying anti-wrinkle cream all over his face. "Uh...Merton? What are you doing?"

"I gotta keep my youthful appearence, you know."

"Whatever. You have to go down to the Hungry Bucket! There's been a troll spotted there."

"Okay." Merton closes the jar of cream and stashes it in his pocket.

At the Hungry Bucket, Merton and Tommy see a huge old looking troll. Merton cowers behind Tommy but Tommy approaches the troll. "Hey, Troll!" The troll looks up.

"My name is Larry," he says.

"Yeah, well, we gotta fight now!"

"And why is that?"

"Because you're scaring away people. You're an evil, evil, troll."

"No, I'm not. I just came here becaus I'm hungry. I only scared away people because I was mad. The Hungry Bucket doesn't serve trolls but I'm really, really hungry." At this, Merton whimpers.

"What if we found you something to eat?" Tommy asked

"Then, I would go. Duh," replied Larry. Tommy tells Merton to go find food somewhere and miraculously he's back in five minutes with a brick of cheddar cheese, a waffle and a big bowl of potato salad. "Oh man those look nasty!" screamed Larry "There's no way I'm eating that! But hey..." he said as he stared at Tommy "I'll eat that!" He snatched up Tommy and ran for the hills. Merton ran off to find Lori.

Tommy struggles to break the lock on the door of his cell. He peers through a tiny window. "What are you waiting for? If you're going to eat me, eat me now!"

"All these human spices suck. I'm trying to find one I like." Larry yelled back. Oh goody, Tommy thought, I get time to think about my awful death. Just then, Merton and Lori break through a window and stumble on to Larry's floor. "Aww, did you guys have to break a window. Money doesn't grow on trees you know!" But seeing as Lori is stupid and Merton is weak, neither of them can fight off Larry and soon they're locked up with Tommy.

"Hey, I don't have that much meat on my bones. I'm not very tasty at all. Let me out. Please?" Merton begged Larry.

"I don't think so. I just found what I was looking for. Fugazy. It's a delicious spice." He held up a small jar. "Since you were the one making all the noise, I think you'll be the first to go." He smiled at Merton.

But seeing the jar, he remembered something. With one last hope, he dug in to his pocket to reveal...his anti-wrinkle cream! "Here eat this. It's very good. Tastes a little like vanilla ice cream." Tommy and Lori stared at Merton.

"Okay..." Larry said slowly. He took the jar from Merton and dabbed a little on his tongue. "Mmmm...This is good...I'm sorry for giving you guys such a rough time. I really should be more considerate of other's feelings. Next time, I'll ask politely for food. I really think I've learned my lesson and.." POW! Tommy (who has somehow miraculously escaped from his prison) took the opportunity to punch Larry in the head. With a loud thud, he crashed to the floor.

"Let's get out of here" Lori (who also has miraculously escaped from her cell) said.

"But my cream..."

"Now!" exclaimed Tommy.

They all returned to Merton's lair after a night of celebrating not being eaten to death. Lori and Tommy plopped down on Merton's bed and Merton sat at his desk. He then noticed his empty anti-wrinkly cream on the desk. Underneath it was a note. All it said was "Yummy."