I don't own Trollhunters. Also, I blame tumblr anons for this.
Bagdwella was sure that the gnomes were up to something. They were always up to something, no matter how much her husband seemed to insist otherwise. For some reason he liked the little pests. She heard chittering coming from a secluded corner of her shop. So that was where those little beasts were hiding!
Broom in hand, she walked to the area. She shoved the shelves aside to find gnomes playing cards. It would be an impressively large hidey-hole if not for the former Gumm-Gumm playing cards with them.
"Oh, um," Bular said, looking around for an excuse. Finding none, he smiled awkwardly at her. "Boo?"
Bagdwella sighed. "You're my boo. Now will you please help me get these vermin out of my shop?"