Trolls: Gladiola Trollkonge

Chapter 1: Scrapbook Prologue and Royal Birth

(cue to the opening of a scrapbook picturing the story and the narrator doing the job of narrating)

Many years ago -like almost past my age, there were a species of adorably, optimistically, colorfully, jovially, and musically incredible creature known as the happy Trolls. For generations, they had lived a fairy tale like life in their home, the Troll Tree, until they were discovered by the Bergens, a bunch of creatures who emotionally foiled the Trolls' constant happiness and for years believed that eating a Troll was their only ticket to true happiness, which is why they caged the Trolls in their tree and would take Trolls from the tree to feed themselves on their 'Trollstice' holiday.

That was until about thirty-eight years ago, the Troll King Peppy hatched a plan to dig underground tunnels beneath the Troll Tree and lead his people and baby daughter, Princess Poppy, far away from the Bergens before any Troll could get eaten. For the next twenty years, they lived a carefree life in their hidden village and Princess Poppy grew to be the happiest, most optimistic Troll that everyone adored.

But what the Trolls didn't know was that, because of their escape, the Bergen Chef in charge of Trollstice was banished from Bergen Town by King Gristle Senior, making her incredibly bitter and vow to get revenge on the Bergen royalty by finding the Trolls and using them to bring Trollstice back. And much to her luck, she found the hidden Troll village due to one of Princess Poppy's loud parties and ended up capturing a bunch of the princess' friends.

So Princess Poppy ended up embarking on an incredibly journey with the village's grey paranoid survivalist Troll, Branch, that involved a living forest, a weird cloud that walked around without shoes, the Trolls helping a scullery maid win the heart of the Bergen King, a traitor who ditched the Trolls to save his hide, and Princess Poppy helping the Bergens find the true happiness that came from within and not from eating Trolls.

Now the Trolls are living back in the Troll Tree, beginning a new era of peace with their old enemies, the Bergen Chef and Creek have been exile and missing for good, and the world has gone extremely happy.

But the best part in this story? Princess Poppy ended up discovering that the grey Troll Branch actually had romantic feelings for her that she ended up reciprocating, and his true colors turned back into being blue. They married a few months later and ruled the Trolls equally as their king and queen.

Just in time for spring to come...

The Birth Crops Fields by the Troll Tree, eighteen years ago

"Easy there now..." Biggie said, guiding Branch and Poppy as the royal Trolls lifted their seed carefully and placed it into the pit they had dug. "There you go!"

"Phew! Talk about heavy lifting!" Poppy wiped off the sweat from her forehead.

"I might not know much about Troll biology, but how come you're burying your babies?" King Gristle Junior asked. He and his girlfriend Bridget had been spending more time with the Trolls now that they were friends, and when they had come to visit them at the Troll Tree this afternoon, they had found quite a number of Trolls digging through a crop field on the East Side of the Tree and placing seeds that were big enough to match the size of one of their infants.

"It's the first day of spring tomorrow," the former King Peppy explained to the Bergens. "Baby Troll births are best in spring, but it's good luck if a baby is born on the first day of spring. Especially a royal baby."

"The parents first lay a Troll seed containing a growing infant using all the happiness and love they are prepared to devote for the child," Biggie continued for Peppy. "After the seed takes a week to ripe, the parents then have to plant it in the Birth Crops Fields and then the baby will be born the next day or so inside a growing, blooming plant."

Branch and Poppy both caressed the seed's shell lovingly. After so many months of happiness, they were finally going to have a baby, a new heir to the Troll kingdom. And how lucky they would be if the new Troll baby happened to be born tomorrow on the first day of spring!

"What kind of plant do you think the baby will be born from, Branch?" Poppy asked her husband as they covered the pit and seed with warm dirt.

"I should hope it's not poison ivy," the blue Troll said. His wife just chuckled and smiled at him, unable to believe that even after all those months, Branch still remained sarcastic despite regaining his colors.

"What kind of plants do baby Trolls grow from?" Bridget asked curiously.

"Well that depends, my dear," Peppy said. "The kind of birth plant is very unpredictable and the nature of the plant is usually essential to naming the born Troll. For instance, when Poppy was born, she was born from a very rare pink poppy flower, which was quite a surprise since Poppy ended up being born pink all over."

"Lucky me!" Poppy said as her hand brushed the soil-covered bit to make it as smooth as a blanket.

"All female Trolls are born from flowers while males are born from any other form or sprout," Biggie said. His arms hugged . "So honestly, there's no way of predicting what kind of Troll we'll end up with."

"I guess we'll have to find out tomorrow..." Branch sighed.

The next day, right at sunrise

Gristle and Bridget woke up from their sleep when a guard burst the doors open of their room, nearly getting his foot eaten by the king's pet alligator.

"Hasn't anyone heard about knocking five hours later?" Gristle complained while Bridget tried to hide her dignity under the covers.

"Your Majesty, it's happening!" the guard said.

"What's happening?"

"The Troll Queen's cowbell is banging. Everyone is rushing to the Troll Tree. The royal seed is about to sprout!"

Without even thinking twice, the Bergens grabbed some clothes to put on and ran as fast as they could towards the Troll Tree, where a big crowd of Bergens were gathered to witness with their Troll friends the arrival of a new baby.

"It's starting!" Satin exclaimed. "Look!"

Everyone watched as a small mass of green leaves began to glow and grow their way out of the Birth Crops Field. "Those green leaves...We're expecting a new princess!" Branch informed the other Trolls, who jumped in excitement at thought of having a new princess after Poppy.

Then, right when the early morning rays hit the green leaves, the flower pod began to glow. It was a lavender colored flower pod with beautiful magenta and sky blue stripes.

"I've never seen such a flower before," Peppy remarked while Branch and Poppy cautiously approached the flower pod that began to open and reveal its petals and the awaked infant it was carrying.

"So what kind of flower is it?" Bridget asked.

"My word..." Peppy gasped. "It's a stripped gladiola. No one has ever seen a Troll from the royal family born from a stripped gladiola in a millennium!"

Everyone was gasping and murmuring in amazement while the Troll King and Queen were more busy taking their newborn daughter from the nectar she had been stuck in for at least five seconds. Branch grabbed two of the stripped gladiola petals in order to use one of them to wipe off the nectar and the other to use as a blanket for his daughter as she was being held by her so-happy mother.

The new princess was such a sight! Her skin was as lavender as the flower she had come from, and like its stripes her hair had magenta and sky blue streaks, which turned out to be her parents' natural hair colors. And her lovely blue eyes were just as lovely as her father's.

"Branch...She's so beautiful!" Poppy cried in happiness as the baby cooed happily in her mother's arms.

"Mama!"

"Yes, that's right! It's mommy! And look, here's..."

"Dada!"

Branch sighed happily at the baby as Poppy passed him into his arms. He smiled at the lavender Troll that was giggling and trying to poke his nose. Now it was time for him, his wife, and Peppy to step up on the platform and present the new princess to everyone.

"Oh my gosh! She's so cute!" a voice was heard among the Troll crowd.

"No Troll or Bergen left behind!" the baby cried out loud happily. This caused a big series of awes coming from the Bergens.

"Fellow Trolls, Bergen friends!" King Branch declared out loud to the big crowd that stood in front of the Troll Tree. "This first day of spring marks the special day of a new arrival!"

"The arrival of our new Troll crown princess!" Poppy joined in as she gave her precious cowbell to her daughter. "Everyone, we give you Princess Gladiola Trollkonge!"

Just like her mother did twenty years ago, Gladiola instantly began to beat her cowbell in musical rhythm, beginning the party at Bergen Town as the sun fully got out of the horizon