DO NOT PANIC. I am still going to continue with 'Trolls- Daughter Of The Rivers.' I just really need to write another story. So I won't keep talking. Ladies and gentlemen…Poppylina
Once upon a time. There was a Bergen king and queen of Bergen Town, called Gristle and Bridget, who longed for a child to call their own. One day they visited a good fairy witch, who gave them a pink poppy seed and told them to take care of it and grow it. The couple did what they were told and took care of the flower as best as they could. One day the seed sprouted into a beautiful, red poppy. Bridget kissed the small flower and the petals opened up, revealing a sleeping baby troll. The small baby had hot pink hair, light pink skin and when she opened her eyes, they were a beautiful violet colour. The king and queen fell in love with the adorable child and called her Poppylina. They called her Poppy for short, to save the hassle of a long name.
The Nursery was finally complete for the king and queen's tiny troll daughter. The looked around the troll friendly area and then at their daughter.
"Bridget, this is one of the most happiest days of my life" said Gristle, as he held the small baby in his hand.
"This has become one of the best days of my life too Gristle, she's so beautiful" said Bridget, as she scanned the small child that smiled happily up at her.
"I always believed fate would be kind to us, as long as we follow our hearts, our life's will be amazing" said Gristle, holding his wife's hand.
"Then I shall follow my heart with you too Gristle" said Bridget.
Years later and Poppy grew into a beautiful troll and had the voice of a thousand angels. But she was so small though and could you imagine the troubles for a girl, no bigger than a thumb.
It was a beautiful day in Bergen town. The sun was shining, everyone was happy and Poppy was spending time with her animal friends. She was out in the royal farm with her Bergen parents, helping as much as she could.
Poppy was sitting on a small water bucket where the animals would drink there water. She had the abilities to talk to the animals and they would talk back to her. One of her hobbies she loved to do was sing.
Duck
Who is the girl no bigger than a bumble bee?
Goat
Who is the angel with a funny name?
Poppy got up from where she was sitting but then slipped into the water and gave a yelp of surprise.
Cow
Moo, we don't know where she's from or how she came to be
Farm Animals
But happy was the day she came
A cow then came to her assistance and picked her up with the ring around his nostrils and placed her on the duck's beak.
Chickens
Poppylina
Goat
She's a funny little squirt
Chickens
Poppylina
Cow
Tiny angel in a skirt
Chickens
Poppylina
Farm Animals
First she's mending then baking, pretending, she's making things up
Chickens
Poppylina
Bridget smiled at Poppy's singing but took a broom and started sweeping where the chickens were.
Poppy jumped off the wooden bucket and grabbed a feather that had fallen onto the ground and swept while doing a small dance with her Bergen mother. She then fell into a small hole that led to a nest of eggs in the chicken pen,
Poppy
Who would believe the wonder of the world I see
Each little minute brings a new surprise
There's only one peculiar thing that bothers me
Seems I'm the only one my size
Later on, Bridget tossed some seeds onto the ground and the chickens ran to the seeds but blocked out a little chick that was hungry.
Chickens
Poppylina
Goat
Thank the Lord and save our meals
Chickens
Poppylina
Turkey
Maybe if you had high heels
Chickens
Poppylina
Farm Animals
If you stay here forever we know that we'll never be glum
Poppy rushed into the crowd of chickens, grabbed as many seeds as she could and rushed back to the small chick. She laid the seeds on the ground in front of the chick and it rubbed against Poppy in a way of saying thank you.
Cow
By gum!
Later on, Poppy was helping Gristle with a cherry pie. The chickens then surprised her at the window and she slid into the pie.
Chickens
Poppylina
Farm Animals
She is always in the thick
Chickens
Poppylina
Gristle put a thin bit pastry dough over the cherries and picked up the pie. Poppy climbed out of the pie and sat on the edge of the pan. Gristle gasped when he saw his small daughter in the pie and quickly pulled the cherry off her head. He put her on the table and gave her a small towel, while she shook the berry juice out her hair.
Poppy
But I get out in the nick
Chickens
Poppylina
Farm Animals
For us sometimes it's sickness, but this time it's bigness
After Poppy dried off, she went outside to help Bridget pick some figs off a tree. She saw how the fruit was much bigger than her and her eyes would always widen when she saw them.
Poppy
Oh a plum's so big, and a fig's so big
And they call it a twig, but a twig's so big!
Farm Animals
It's a big big world! Poppylina, Poppylina, Poppylina!
Poppy
That's me!
Poppy ran up to her mother's hand as Bridget picked her up. Poppy hugged Bridget's finger as she smiled with love and warmth. When it turned dark, they two bergens and one troll went inside the cosy and safe castle. Poppy had a quick bath and changed into her usual blue dress and flower head band. She stood on the bathroom sink and looked in the large mirror. Poppy liked how she looked but was always upset that she was the only one of her kind.
She was then snapped out of her thoughts when she heard happy panting. She looked over the sink and saw Barnabas, her pet crocodile, to take her to her room. "Hi Barnabas, how's my scaly boy!" she cooed.
Barnabas started getting excited and kept on jumping up to Poppy.
"Okay I'm coming boy!" she laughed. She wrapped her hair round one of the taps, had her back at the edge and jumped off. She landed on Barnabas' back and unwrapped her hair from the tap. Barnabas then tore off to Poppy's room in utter excitement. Once they reached Poppy room, Bridget and Gristle were waiting on two rocking chairs. Bridget picked up Poppy and went back to the rocking chair, with Poppy on her head. Barnabas went to his crocodile bed and lay down.
Bridget then opened a storybook of her fairytales. Some that were heard and some that no eye has ever read. "This is the story about the noble crocodile" said Bridget.
Barnabas heard this, since he stood up in a brave position.
"Who saved the King from the evil chef" Bridget continued. Barnabas then growled at the thought of an evil chef. "Once Upon a time" said Bridget.
"Mother please" said Poppy, cutting off Bridget's sentence "Aren't there stories about little people?" Poppy asked, her little heart full of hope.
"I think there is" said Gristle, as he stood up from his rocking chair and went over to Bridget and Poppy. He flipped a few pages and finally found what he was looking for. "Ah, there it is" he said happily.
Poppy jumped off Bridget's head and onto the book and ran up to the picture. "There are trolls, just like me!" Poppy exclaimed.
"Yes Poppy" said Bridget "And this book has tons of stories with trolls in them."
Poppy took a deep breath of pleasure, as she sat down and ran her hand across a male troll's face. "Mother have you ever seen a troll?" Poppy asked, her violet eyes full of wonder.
Bridget then thought hard. When was the last time she saw a creature like Poppy? Then a faint memory hit her. "Actually, I think I saw a troll once" said Bridget.
Poppy gasped with excitement. This could mean that she wasn't one of her kind. She made sure to not get her hopes up too much and started breathing deep breaths. Something caught her eye when she walked across the page again. Two trolls were in formal attire and were looking lovingly into each other's eyes. "Mother, what's going on here?" Poppy asked, as she pointed to the trolls.
Bridget looked to where Poppy was pointing and explained about that small picture to her small daughter. "Those two trolls are getting married Poppy" said Bridget.
"Wow" Poppy gasped "They really must be in love." Poppy's face then fell "It's a little bit disappointing" said Poppy "I must be the only one of my kind" she walked over to the edge of the book and plopped down, nearly on the brink of tears "I wish I were big."
"No Poppy No" said Gristle in a comforting voice "Never wish to be anything but what you are."
Poppy smiled up at her father, blinked the tears away and then looked down at the page again. She then climbed onto her mother's hand and Bridget took her to her crib with a giant nutshell inside with blankets and pillows.
"Come my dear" said Bridget, as she placed Poppy into the nutshell and tucked her in "It's bedtime."
"Father, can you leave the book open for me" Poppy asked politely.
Gristle smiled and took her in her nutshell over to a counter next to the window "Of course my dear" said Gristle and opened the book for her, where she could see the pictures of the trolls.
"I want to look at the pictures while I go to sleep" Poppy giggled.
Barnabas then lay down on the chest next to the counter to watch over Poppy and protect her.
"You take good care of her Barnabas" said Bridget.
Barnabas gave her a happy bark and the two Bergens walked out of the room and closed the door quietly behind them.
Poppy climbed out of her nutshell and walked over to the book. There was a page where a male troll was waiting at the bottom of the stairs with a smile on her face. Poppy walked up to the page and bowed to the male troll. Poppy spun round and decided to do a small dance and sing.
Poppy
I know there's someone somewhere
Someone who's sure to find me soon
After the rain goes there are rainbows
I'll find my rainbow soon
Soon it won't be just pretend
Soon a happy ending
Love, can you hear me
If you're near me
Sing your song
Sure and strong
And soon
Poppy then went up to the male troll and kissed the page. She sighed and asked herself "I wonder if there are any other trolls out there."
Little did she know that her question would soon be answered. For later on from now, during her dance with the troll in the book, a handsome stranger would arrive at her castle.
And that is the first chapter. This story is going to be like the movie that warner bros made but Poppy is going to be a stronger character. Please review and again don't panic I'm still doing my other stories. Peace out!