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I have always wanted to do this story! I'm so glad I can finally post it! As usual, chapters posted weekly. Please R&R, and remember...

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In a cheerful land,

On one Christmas Eve.

There happened a story,

You must see to believe.

In the kingdom of Bergens,

Inside the Troll Tree,

There lived tiny Trolls,

Who thrived on pure glee.

Ask any Bergen,

And they'll always say,

"There's no place like the Troll Tree,

around Christmas Day!"

Every Troll in the Tree,

Between every hug, song, or dance,

Would decorate each leaf,

If they had the chance.

They loved Easter Sunday,

Valentine's was real hearty,

And on every Troll's birthday,

They threw a huge party.

But every Troll knew,

From there six toes to their hair,

They loved Christmas the most,

When joy filled the air.

"Welcome to Gristle's!"

"Thank you!"

"Merry Christmas! Thank you for shopping at Gristle's!"

Peppy jostled his way through the chaotic crowd at Gristle's Christmas Mall, reading a list for all the members of his large family. And their friends, and their friends relatives, and so on and so forth.

"We have a Glitter Dress for your sister Satin, a Glitter dress for your sister Chenille, headphones for DJ Suki, shades for Guy Diamond, and a top hat for Biggie's worm, Mr. Dinkles. So that just leaves us…. Poppy?"

Peppy searched for the bright pink in a forest of colorful hair, and sighed. His daughter was having trouble walking through the bustling crowds, again.

"Sale on Aisle 3!"

"Poppy!"

"Merry Christmas!"

"Hello, Smidge. Merry Christmas, Rosie. Excuse me."

He stopped at a large stack of perfectly balanced boxes, and pulled out the center.

"Poppy? Sweetie?"

His happily frustrated little girl smiled at him, "Dad?"

"Yes, Princess?"

"I love Christmas as much as you do, maybe even more, but... doesn't this seem like a bit much?"

Peppy stared at her quizzically, chuckling at her statement, "This is what Christmas is all about!"

Much to his surprise, Poppy shook her head no. She turned away, and glumly walked through the bustling sea of Trolls. Peppy watched her in disbelief. Meanwhile, the cashier was drowning in a pool of money, and being choked with stress.

"Merry Christmas!"

"Thank you for shopping at Gristle's! Wait a second! Your change!"

Suddenly, a loud ringing was heard throughout the tree. Up at the top of the tree, DJ Suki had stolen Poppy's cowbell. She was striking it with a mallet; yelling, "We're another minute closer to Christmas, everyone. One less minute to prepare! Get your groove on and get a move on!"

That's when, off in the distance, a single troll could be heard.

"Rockin' around the Christmas Tree

At the Christmas party hop!

Every Troll dancing merrily

And they don't know how to stop!"

And that's when Poppy and the Snack Pack joined in.

"You will get a super groovy feelin' when you hear

Voices singing, 'Let's be jolly; dance and sing and hug a folly!

Rockin' around the Christmas Tree...'"

Well, some of the Snack Pack, anyways.


Yes, every Troll in the Troll Tree

Liked Christmas a lot

But Branch

Who lived underground

Did not

Meanwhile, Satin and Chenille where swinging down the branches of the tree with their boyfriends, Guy Diamond and Biggie.

"Guys, wait up," Biggie hollered down to the others. "I can't go too fast, I could drop Mr. Dinkles!"

"Well, you better hold on tight!" Guy laughed in his auto tuned voice.

"Yeah," started Satin. "Last one there-"

"- is the Rotten Grey Troll!" finished her twin sister Chenille.

Biggie had caught up with Guy when he whispered, "How far down are we? I really think we should go back."

"What," Guy smirked. "You're scared of Branch!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"They say he lives in a big cave in the bottom of the tree," drawled Satin, teasing him. "And that he only climbs up for the taste of…"

"TROLL FLESH!" Chenille shrieked, jumping on Biggie's back. Biggie screamed and hugged Mr. Dinkles, causing his hair to let go of its current branch. As they fell, Satin and Guy gasped, "Biggie! Chenille!"

Biggie and Chenille held on to each other the whole way down, too scared to grab onto other branches or twigs. They closed their eyes, suspecting the worst, when they suddenly stopped and hung in midair. They looked up to see Guy gently put them down with his hair before jumping down to join them. Satin soon followed, but she landed behind a group of snow covered leaves and moss.

Guy was busy making sure Biggie was okay, while the giant tended to Chenille and Mr. Dinkles. They jumped at the sound of rustling leaves, and slowly turned only to see… Satin.

"Satin," Guy let out a breath he had been holding. "What do you thi-"

"Hush," Satin whispered.

"Excuse me-" he remarked.

"Quiet," she once again interrupted. "Follow me, and don't make a sound."

She crept back the way she came from, glancing back to make sure they were following. Chenille watched as Guy hesitantly followed her, casting a disbelieving look at Biggie. He merely responded with a shrug, and grabbed her hand as he gently drug her with him.

They emerged in an open clearing, and froze at what was before them. There, at the bottom of the Troll Tree, was a huge stone door. It was dark, creepy, and the very opposite of Troll life. Even the place mat was uninviting, simply saying the words "GO AWAY" in bold letters.

"Hey," Guy nudged Biggie's arm. "I dare you to go touch the door."

"Are you insane?" Biggie whispered frantically. "I'm not touching that thing! If you're so cool, you go touch it!"

"C'mon, you're gonna turn down a dare just like that?"

"The only reason you're sending me is because you're too scared to do it!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Fine! I'll prove it! Hey, Satin, watch as your brave boyfriend touches the Rotten Gray Troll's door, because Chenille's boyfriend was too scared to do it himself!"

"You did not just say that!"

"Oh yes I did, what you gonna do about it?"

"I'm gonna go with you! Chenille, take Mr. Dinkles. If anything dangerous comes up, I want you and your sister to run. Got it?"

The twins glanced at each other giggling, and nodded their heads in agreement. Chenille held the worm gently in her arms, while Satin grabbed her hand and wrapped her hair around the nearest branch.

Guy, on the other hand, had started taking slow steps towards the door; a mortified Biggie trudgingly taking quick baby steps behind him. After about five minutes, they finally made it to the edge of the placemat. They both reached a shaky hand out to touch it, when they heard a deep growling noise from below.

They looked down at the placemat, which was now glaring at them with deep, dark eyes.