Chapter 1.

Today was typical, the sun was happily shining over head lighting all that was below it in never ending sunlight. The lakes were crystal clear and the flowers hummed and danced to a joyful tune for all to hear. The grass was green and not a single weed sprouted unless it feared of being plucked by the Gardner of this land. He plucked and hummed his happy song all day long, spreading colorful fertilizer on several rows of big brightly colored flowers and then some for a little tiny white flower hiding among the roses, his most prized of all a small Paphiopedilum. Not a single note out of tune could be heard for miles.

But wait.

There was a note that could be heard, a rather disturbing one. A sort of harsh thump like a note on the bass. Fin like ears flipped up and then down as they listened carefully for the rather harsh sound. The boy sprang to his rubber booted feet and trotted over, resting his gloved hands on a pink flower wooden gate. He smiled happily and raised his arm up and waved. "Hello!" The boy giggled happily.

A troll responded with a small wave of his hand as it wondered over to him slowly taking in all the sights around him. "How may I help you sir?" the boy cooed giving his hips a little wiggle. The male troll looked around wondering where the friendly sound came from then looked down and blinked his jade eyes. "Oh...There you are, you are quite tiny for a troll." The man added as he looked up and around. This place gave him the creeps a bit. It just seemed way to happy for his liking seeing as how his planet is surrounded in mountains and smoke. The boy smiled his shark tooth grin.

"What's ya name stranger?"

The man looked back down and observed this little troll. His hair was bright pink and swayed to one side, his horns were something of a mystery to him having never come across clover horns before, it puzzled his but moved on to his clothes. He wore a bright yellow apron covered with white spots and three flowers stuck to the front, with pockets at the bottom. Two were empty while the last one to the right held some sort of digging tool. A white shirt was hidden under his apron. His gloves were lime green and appeared to be rubber like his black boots. His knee high shorts seemed to match the eyesore color of his gloves, last but not least a bright blue bow seemed to hold his apron in place with two ribbons carelessly off to either side of the boy. He was defiantly a strange sight for a troll. Most were covered in black or gray but this troll was brightly colored, matching this planet's overall look.

"I'm Jacob, it's nice to meet you...I got lost after transporting here on accident. I was heading for my friends planet to play a game with him but it seems I may have pressed the wrong buttons and arrived here...strange I don't think I ever had this placed log into to my transporter's memory system." Jacob said as he trailed off into a slight mumble.

"Oh? How tragic."

The boy looked back at his flowers then back and smiled and turned to the man opening the gate and giving a slight bow to the man in a ladies fashion. "Pardon me Jacob, it is very nice to meet such a tall and...large troll like yourself." The boy purred, his voice fluttering softly.

"My name is Chisanthemum Petals, but you are welcome to call me Chris."

Jacob nodded and walked through the gate and stepped onto the soft green grass, leaving foot prints as he walked over to the garden Chris was tending to before he had arrived. Chris smiled as his ears twitched, following the dented grass and just short of where the man was was, scoping his body with his bright purple and green spotted eyes. Jacob was very tall and lean. His body dress in a black suit as if he was taking a lady out a stroll in the park for a date. Chris licked his lips and shooed a small yellow flower away with his foot and erupted his giggles and laughter as he hugged the man from behind his horns barely hitting his shoulders. Jacob gasped softly and looked down feeling a little uncomfortable with a troll he just met clinging to him like a doll. But he was adorable so he thought just to ignore his sweet advances for now. "Do you like my garden! Isn't the most cutest thing you ever did see!?" Chris teased as he let Jacob go, dragging his short little claws against his hip, but not hard enough to cut. Jacob smiled and nodded his head, his short black hair not moving as he did so.

"It is pretty, you have lots of different colors! Lot's of yellow's and red's...but you don't have that many green's though."

"Oh I will soon, I just needed to find the right shade of green...I was thinking more like a jade color?"

Jacob blinked. "Jade?" Chris sneezed with a small squeak then blinked and rushed to his door, leaping over the small pink steps to his porch and rushed inside his house. "Ah!" Chris cried. "My muffins!"

Jacob tilted his head to the side, looking to his left then his right, his steps were slow but began to walk to the porch then stopped feeling a slight sting at his ankle. He looked down and noticed a rose thorn had attached itself to his black sock and was sticking it's now jade covered thorn into his ankle. "You my little friend." Jacob exclaimed, yanking his ankle from the thorn, plucking a blue petal from the rose who owned it and chuckled to himself. "Have lost."

"Saved them!" Chris cheered coming out into the door way then for a split moment lost his plastic smile as he watched the man tear the petal in two. Jacob turned to Chris. The boy was still smiling? This kid sure did smile a lot. Jacob walked up the steps to the porch and looked down at the small brown muffins then the smiling boy. His ears were pinned down for some reason but he didn't let it bother him. "They smell nice, what kind are they?"

"Troll."

Jacob nodded and was about to take one and then blinked. "Wha-" "Blueberry! The finest muffin's on this planet! If I do say so myself."

Chris giggled, tilting his head to the side innocently. It seemed to work on the man as he smiled and took one for himself. Opening his mouth he placed the small muffin in and enjoyed it, then took another. Chris smiled happily. "Oh dear! Those must be hard to swallow down...They just might be a little dry since I left those cute little thing's in the oven for a bit longer than they should have. But don't you worry sweet pie!" Chris declared as he grabbed the man's hand and led his into the house, sitting him down in a floral themed chair and walked into the kitchen happily. Jacob chewed the first one and staring to take small bites out of the second as he admired the house. It was almost cottage like, the smell of flowers and cakes filled the air. The house reminded him of an old human women, with tea sets and again more flowers.

"This guy seriously needs a hobby..." He whispered to himself finishing the second muffin easily.

He blinked seeing as how the boy left the whole pan full of muffins on the small coffee table in front of him. Smirking and giving a slight hum to himself, he grabbed a few more and relaxed in the chair. Whatever it was he like the way this boy treated him. Although he could not place his finger on another smell that caught his senses. It was musky and almost foul smelling. Like the smell of rust and copper or some sort of dead animal. It was hard to pick out from the sweet air, but it was around. He ignored this as well.