After a good night's sleep in his own bed, Trollex woke up feeling new and fresh. He hummed along to some of the songs he'd heard on his trip as he did his morning routine, and by the time Beat was up, he was brushing his teeth while singing coat of many colors to his toothbrush. Beat blinked a bit, watching Trollex as he danced.

Eventually Beat decided to catch the others attention, letting out an awkward cough. He snickered a bit as Trollex let out a startled cry, zipping to hide behind the nearest object, which happened to be a coral tree used as a light fixture.

Trollex peaked out from behind the coral; shooting Beat a half-hearted glare. "Beat? What are you doing?"

The little fish grinned. "Making sure you're going to be ready for when you talk to the Trolls gathered outside. If you were planning on a smaller crowd than yesterday, prepare to be disappointed!"

He tilted his head slightly. "What do you mean? How many are out there…?"

Beat hummed, looking up to the ceiling in thought. "Well, every single Troll in Techno reef came back, plus a strange group of Pop trolls, and a couple Rock trolls to."

His eyes widened and he swam quickly out of the bathroom and made his way to a balcony that overlooked the courtyard. Sure enough, he could see a familiar group of Pop trolls, and an assortment of Rock trolls, with one being familiar. "Barb, Poppy, Branch and the snack pack are here!" He laughed, diving off of the balcony and swimming to the group. "Welcome to my home, guys!"

He laughed when he realized just what was going on. All the foreign trolls were trying to figure out how to swim, while the Techno trolls did their best to keep the group at least floating upright. He watched as the sparkly Pop troll, who he remembered was Guy Diamond, floated upside down, grinning at Trollex. "King Trollex! Hi! Nice place you have here, very colorful."

Poppy spun in the water when she heard Guy diamond address him, and she did her best to tackle hug him, which turned into an awkward swim and a clumsy embrace. "Trollex! This place is so pretty! I wish I'd come here sooner!"

Of all of them, the three having the easiest time were DJ Suki, who was riding on his usual Synthfish, Branch, who seemed to adjust well to the water, and Cooper, who he knew had done this before with him. He perked up when he heard a distressed cry, and looked up to see the largest troll, Biggie, floating upwards and struggling to return to their level. He chuckled as he watched Bliss Marina swim up to help him back down.

That was when he noticed that it seemed to be one Techno troll sticking next to each guest, helping them swim and blowing the occasional heart bubble. "You guys helped my friends get down here? But why?"

Bliss smiled sweetly, keeping a hand on Biggie's shoulder to keep him from floating away again. "Beat told us how much you enjoyed your time on the surface with your friends, so we thought we'd invite who we could!"

Cooper smiled, swimming closer to Trollex. "Yeah! Mom 'n' dad woulda come to, but they had to stay and help D. with a few things back home."

Guy diamond floated by them, though it was clear the gentle ebb and flow of the seas current was moving him around. He had given up on fighting the will of the water. "So, we decided to come! I wanted to meet more Techno trolls, and man, I thought Pop village was bright and colorful!" He waved a hand through the water, which was when Trollex noticed that there was a thin cloud of glitter around the silver troll.

Barb crossed her arms, showing off her toothy grin. "Yeah! Your trolls gave us a grand tour, and then at the end told us they were trying to set up a concert for you!" She motioned between herself, Poppy, and Branch. "So we've been trying to figure out how we can help to. I brought some rock trolls to help with any heavy lifting, and Popcorn over there brought her friend the DJ."

At that, Trollex looked over towards DJ Suki, who was gently petting a very happy looking Synthfish. He gave his fin a flick and swam over, catching her attention. "Oh my gosh, Trollex this lil' guy is so sweet~. He offered to help me out with swimming. What's his name?"

His ears perked up at that. "Wait, you know it's a boy…? Um, his name is Syn, and he's a Synthfish. He helps me out with my shows usually." He smiled as Suki affectionately rubbed Syn's head, eliciting a pleased sound from the large fish. "I guess Synthfish have the same sensibility as Wooferbugs, huh?"

Suki grinned, nodding. "He took to me fast. So I was thinking, I could help by doing what you usually do! You usually DJ the party, so let me this time!"

He set a hand on his chin, looking up at Suki. Already being a DJ will certainly help, and with Syn already having taken to her, he wasn't sure the fish would let anyone else other than him play the show. He gave a nod and thumbs up. He hiked his voice up in volume to make sure everyone gathered heard him. "Alright, all you trolls, listen up! We have guests, and they've offered to help with the show tonight! We have our DJ, so Techno trolls; let them help with set up. Wherever you need a fin, don't hesitate to ask! Make sure the surface trolls always have a Techno troll with them, and don't let Heart bubble wear off. We're too far from the surface for them to make it back up safely for air."

At the mention of that part, every land dwelling troll looked upwards, audibly gulping. He smiled. "Don't worry guys, I trust my tribe with my life. They won't let any of you get hurt." He swam over to Poppy and Barb in turn, offering a hand shake. "Thanks again for the help, you guys. I really owe you one…"

Poppy grinned, though there was a clear hint of mischief to it. "Don't thank us yet! Wait till this awesome party! For now, though, we have to get you looking great!" she looked back over her shoulder. "Satin? Chenille? Think you can do something with our young king here?"

The two trolls that were connected by the hair paused in their chat with the Blush family, turning to Poppy. The blue skinned one spoke up first. "That's who we get to work with?" She gasped, nudging her sister. "Oh gosh, look at his colors…! There is SO much we can do with that color scheme~, what do you think, Satin?"

The pink skinned one, Satin looked him over appraisingly, causing him to shrink in on himself slightly. "Oh definitely." She hummed in thought, and the two worked together to swim a little closer. Satin swimming a slow circle around him. "We've never worked on a troll that wasn't like a Pop troll before, so it could be a fun challenge!"

Chenille giggled, and the two sisters started to swim towards the castle, catching Trollex using the hair stretched between them. They spoke in unison. "Let's get you dressed, your majesty~." And they shut the doors behind themselves and vanished into the castle.

At some point, the rolls become reversed as they moved through the halls of the castle, Trollex now guiding them through towards his room. Once there, he looked quizzically at Satin and Chenille. "You guys… do know we don't have any material down here, right?" He gestured to himself. "We tend not to wear clothes."

The two sisters shared a grin, and started pulling clothes from their hair. His eyes widened with each new garment, and soon there was a haphazard pile of clothes and accessories on his bed. He blinked dumbly as he stared at it. "How did you… Where was all of that?!" He knew he could store small items in his hair, but… all of this?

They began to sort through the clothes, holding a shirt or a scarf up towards him, and then shaking their heads. Sometimes one would like something, but the other would disagree. This would often end with an argument, and the piece being tossed completely out the window.

At some point, Trollex realized that there wasn't much need for his input, and all he really had to do was stay in one place. He let his mind wander, staring out the window as he considered how the show tonight might go. It was odd to be the guest of honor, when usually he'd host for the tribe. The last show had been dedicated to the Blush family, who had just hatched their first egg, Coral.

That was when Barb had attacked.

Thinking about the attack got Trollex to realize something. Barb said she didn't know how she knew gathering the strings would let her control other genres. He doubted King Thrash had ever known how, so where did she find that information? She also hadn't questioned what happened in the basement of her dad's place.

Was it possible that it was a common occurrence for the Rock trolls? Or just her in particular? He'd have to ask next time he saw her… He squeaked a bit when a bundle of clothes was suddenly shoved into his arms. "Wha…?"

Satin sighed, scratching at her head. "After a lot of fighting, we finally figured this would fit you best. Well, try them on!"

He nodded quickly and zipped off into his bathroom. He didn't need privacy, since he wasn't wearing anything, but he wanted to get away from the seemingly irate twins. Once safe in the bathroom, he started to pull things from the pile. He was shocked at first to find a pair of headphones where, upon trying them on, he realized that not only were they fully water proof, but they worked as well!

He slipped them down to hang loosely around his neck and looked at the next item. It looked to be a loose long sleeve, which would expose his shoulders and the upper half of his heart. It had a soft grey that faded into pale blue half way through, stylized fish stitched along the bottom. He slipped into it, looking down and noting that it went over his tail a little.

Last was a strange bracelet, and when he traced a finger along it he realized something. "This feels like… Funk troll fur...?" He took a closer look. "It looks like Coopers… What is this thing supposed to be?" He slipped it onto his wrist, staring at it. It looked pretty good, so he kept it on.

He glanced over to the mirror, and let out a whistle. He looked rather sharp! He traced a hand along the headphones, then patted down the shirt. It was surprisingly comfortable to, and light despite the fact he was under water. He turned and opened the door to slide out of the bathroom.

He let out a startled cry when he saw Satin and Chenille right at the door, practically face to face with him now. He darted back in the water, gasping to regain his breath and steady his heart. "Holy mackerel…! You scared the scales off of me!"

The two twins weren't paying his distress any mind, looking him over from head to tail tip. After a moments consideration, they grinned and high fived each other. "Perfect!"

He glanced down at himself, then towards them. "A-Alright, well, now what?"

"Now, we have to get you over to the—" Satin stopped talking suddenly, her hands suddenly clutching at her throat.

Chenille jumped a bit, a hand resting on Satin's shoulder. "Hey, Satin, what's wrong?"

His eyes widened a bit. Had heart bubble worn off? He put his hands together, forming a heart with them. He blew gently into the space, a pixelated heart shaped bubble forming and floating to Satin. It quickly made it to the panicking troll, and popped against her chest. "There, try breathing."

She took a sharp breath in, and coughed, doubling over. He made another heart bubble, blowing it to Chenille. It popped against her back as she tried to help her sister. It was better safe than sorry. He glanced out the window, hoping that the other land trolls all had a Techno escort. He had to trust that his trolls knew what to do.

Once Satin was able to breathe again without as much difficulty, she stood straight, rubbing at her throat. "That was scary…!"

Chenille nodded, pulling her sister into a tight hug before looking at Trollex. "Thanks for that… Those bubbles don't last too long, do they…? How do they work, anyway?"

He just gave a small shrug. "I'm not sure, and I don't think anyone in the tribe does either. All we know is we can do it, and if you ride down in critters, they can help you breathe down here for a short time to."

As the twins nodded a bit, Trollex couldn't help but feel anxious. He should have tried to keep all the land trolls together and stick with them. "Let's head back to the group. They're probably at the DJ reef by now." He glanced between the two. "Umm, how's your swimming? I could always carry one of you on my back and the other in my arms…?"

They shared a look, then shrugged. "We'll try to keep up."

They began the rather slow journey towards the DJ reef, Trollex needing to constantly remind himself to take it slow. Once they did eventually make it to the group, he couldn't help but pause in the water, staring ahead. While it didn't look exactly like it had before the attack, it was looking far better than it had when he left. Much of the coral had regrown, and with the help of the Rock trolls Barb had brought, the finishing touches were nearly done. There was even one rock troll who was helping to babysit Coral while his parents told the land trolls about their home.

He smiled softly at the sight. He remembered seeing Techno trolls amongst other troll communities, but to see them so joyfully showing around another tribe made his day. He helped Satin and Chenille over to the other Pop trolls, which was when he was approached by Branch. He was a little surprised when the Pop king pulled him aside.

"Trollex, I'd been meaning to ask you for a long while now, but… Do you remember the story? The one that gave us the idea to send you to each tribe to begin with." When Trollex nodded, Branch continued. "Well… in your story, the young troll that lost their color was a Techno troll, right?"

Trollex nodded, tilting his head. "Yeah? It was written by a Techno troll, after all."

Branch nodded. "See, that's just it. Your version was adapted by a Techno troll. We have a version just like it, but it features a Pop troll… I asked the other leaders and sure enough, they all have the same story, but with their own tribe being the one that lost the color…"

"So, if that's the case, where did the story come from the first time? And why were the 6 major tribes the one that gave their color? Which tribe was originally the grey troll…?"

He blinked, never having thought of that. Branch had mentioned they had similar stories, but for it to span all troll tribes? Each only different based on which tribe the grey troll was. He looked towards the group of three tribes working on the coral and set up. Each had grown up with a different version of the same story… so why?

Branch held up a finger, looking at Trollex. "I think… there's a troll tribe that no one knows. And that's who the original grey troll was. A member of that tribe…"