Here's chapter 19!
A late Happy New year, Happy Valentine's Day, and a whole lot of holidays I've missed mentioning to Everyone!
So very, very sorry for the late update, folks, but I had a whole lot to do this past year such as busy weeks at work that left me tuckered out! Plus, the added writer's block just made it worse! Not to mention that I got the flu for a whole week then felt chests pains for a month, not to mention the root canals, ear infections, the works! But my stories and love of writing will go on no matter the cost and delays. Anyway, hope u like this new chapter which I have no doubt that you'll love it.
I like to thank everyone for staying alert for each chapter of my successful original troll story. And as a treat, I decided to reveal to you that this story will have a sequel which takes place a few months later. The new tale is packed with adventure, drama, and a lot of new characters, both good and bad. Can't reveal much, so I hope this news interest you.
Spoiler Alert: This chapter contains info aka spoilers that will be revealed in the sequel.
Also, for those of you who don't know, I am happy to say that I've drew the official cover poster of this story of mine. I added it as its symbolic image and to those who wish to see it clearly, feel free to see it at my account "Cyberneokakuya" at deviant art.
Anyway, Enjoy!
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A Blue Angel Born From Love
Chapter 19: Showers, Stories, and Secrets
-In the Present-
"So, another Trollstice came and went as it does every year. This meant another year of peace for its survivors, including our parents," Branch continued on. "Everyone else continued like this until the day they've escaped the Troll Tree...or until they were..." Branch didn't finished as he lay down on his back, sighing as he sadly looked up into the sky.
His friends understood what he was going to say. Like Branch, they wished that everyone escaped the Troll Tree, but alas, not everyone was as fortunate as they were. Still, if it wasn't for the victims' sacrifices, Peppy wouldn't had a reason to plan their escape, not to mention that Poppy and the rest of the Snack Pack wouldn't had a chance to live at all. For Guy Diamond, even though he never knew his grandfather Beryl, it was because of him that he still had a father in Shiningstar. That goes the same for Poppy's friend, DJ Suki, who wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her late uncle Tempo who gave his life to save her parents.
"So, Branch, what happened after that?" Poppy asked Branch.
Branch recovered from his thoughts and didn't realized that he stopped telling the tale. "Oh, right. Well, let me think...oh, now I remember. After Trollstice, my parents resumed with their lives, mostly preparing for my arrival, despite not knowing when it'll be. One day, Queen Joy wanted to plan a surprise baby shower for Mom when she returned home from her errands and boy, was she surprised."
"Sounds like something Mom would do," Poppy smiled at the thought of her mother whom she never knew. But thanks to Branch's story, she was learning more and more about her and of their friends' history.
"Yeah, and then, as an added bonus, it became a slumber party for everyone else. I didn't know whose idea was it whether it was Joy or Primrose's. Nevertheless, the party was a success," Branch chuckled. "Then...from what Guy's parents have told me, Mom finished up the party with an enchanting story. A tale so unforgettable and legendary that it would speak across generations."
"Wow! What story is that?" Guy Diamond asked.
Branch made a slight frown and said, "I don't know. When I was small, Grandma was going to tell it to me when I am older. Guess I'll never know now."
"I'm sorry, dude. I didn't mean to upset you," Guy Diamond regretfully said after making Branch remember of his loss.
"It's okay. Who knows what kind of tale it was?" Branch shrugged. "Everyone in my family are no longer here and every time I asked any of our friends' parents, they either change the subject or say that they'll tell me when I was older and ready. Ready for what is what I like to know. Anyway, the party happened on a cool yet breezy autumn day..."
-Back in the Past-
The colorful autumn leaves flows through the cool wind over the troll village. Red, orange, yellow, gold, and brown, that was the main sight to behold around them. Trolls passed the day with traditional autumn chores and activities. Some raked the leaves off their yard and homes and some enjoyed playing with the dancing leaves. Others gathered some nuts, berries, and mushrooms from the forest for the harvest while others began cooking or baking new recipes. The season brings beauty and preparation for the cold season to come and now that Trollstice had passed, the trolls enjoyed the days peacefully.
On this fine, early afternoon, Primrose strolled around the village, carrying a basket filled with food and treats for home. She thought that Rosiepuff might be able to cook special recipes, both old and new with these new ingredients and Wood wold definitely love the sweet smell of chestnut, cinnamon, and maple syrup which she also gathered from the market. And one thing's for sure, she was sure that her growing bundle will enjoy whatever she eats.
Still, despite the fun and happiness she receives from this season, she still worries for her family. Surviving Trollstice the second time since meeting Wood was miraculous enough, but no miracle would compare than the safe arrival of her little son whom she loves more than life itself.
"My Branch, I pray that you are healthy and safe by the time you come into this world. Though I fear what might happen, know that you will never be harmed as long as your father and I are still here. But most of all, know that you are loved eternally," Primrose softly said while caressing her belly, feeling her baby's gentle kicks in response.
She resumed on her way and finally reached her pod where she can't wait to see her family's sweet smiling faces once she enters inside. The wind was blowing quite strong, but not strong enough to blow her away or knock her down. She managed to open her door and entered inside. But she realized that the room was pitch black with no sign of light.
"Probably the windows are shut to avoid the wind from coming in," Primrose thought. She stretched her hand onto the wall, hoping to find a lamp to brighten up this darkness. Then suddenly, as soon as she was about to reach for the lamp, the whole room lit up and...
"SURPRISE...BABY SHOWER!"
Primrose gasped at the sight of all her friends coming out of their hiding places. The whole living room was filled with party decorations, streamers, balloons, and banners with the phrases 'Congratulations!', 'Congrats, it's a boy!', and even 'Celebration in Motherhood!'. On the sofa, there was a huge pile of presents for her and tables filled with entrees, snacks, drinks, food, and a big cake in the center.
"Oh my, what's all this?" Primrose barely spoke, still surprised by it.
"It's your baby shower, sweetie," Rosiepuff came towards her with a kind smile. She took Primrose's stuff and led her to the sofa. "Why, this is momentous occasion to celebrate!"
"So, were you surprised?" Silkie asked.
"I am...speechless," Primrose replied. "But it's a wonderful surprise!"
"And my work just paid off," Queen Joy felt proud for her wonderful success.
"Joy! Was this your idea?" Primrose questioned her best friend.
"Though I did most of the decorating and planning, the idea wasn't mine, even if I wished it was," Joy admitted.
"Then who-"
"That would be me." Primrose saw Wood coming to her with opened arms which she happily entered and hugged each other. "With some help from my mother," he added.
Primrose chuckled. "Well, I love it." The two love trolls then proceeded to kiss, earning some awws from their friends.
"And the party's just getting started," Wood said. "Shall we begin?"
Primrose felt the baby's eager kicks from her belly. "I think someone's eager to start his own party."
Wood chuckled and whispered, "Is your mother said is true, son? You want us to start now?" He placed his hand as he spoke and felt various taps. The couple laughed. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Then what are we waiting for?" Shiningstar shouted. "Let's start with the presents!"
"How about we play some games first, sweetie?" Amethyst suggested.
"Sounds like a great idea," Wood agreed. "So, which game shall we start first?"
"As long as it isn't that guess the chocolate on the diaper game! It's so disturbing!" Big Bash grimaced and shuddered at the thought. This made the rest of the trolls laugh.
Soon enough, the games had begun. There were games that only men could play and games that both genders could participate. The first game was called "Don't drop the baby." In this game, everyone is given a hard-boiled egg to decorate and everyone had fun decorating it. They used glue-backed felt cut-outs, stick-on googly eyes, paint and glitter. Once the egg "babies" are decorated, the trolls went outside and each contestant received a spoon to carry their egg in the spoon to the finish line.
"Okay, the rules are simple: race to the finish line without dropping your baby or else you're out. First one to the finish line wins!" Joy explained. "Are you ready?"
The contestants nodded with eggs on their spoons and eager to start.
"GO!"
And they were off! The racers moved at a fast yet delicate pace, hoping to win without dropping their precious cargo.
"It looks like Shiningstar is in the lead! Not a bad start. Wood's at his tail, followed by Feather and Thorn, and Buttercup's busting through!" Joy announced as she watched the competition.
The competitors are giving it their all. Buttercup was catching up to the others, but suddenly, she trips on a hole, dropping her egg in the process.
"Ooh, what rotten luck. Poor Buttercup's out of the race, folks!"
Buttercup growled and punched the ground. "Oh, Snap! Let me tell you something, you hole of a hole! You make Buttercup mad, you get Buttercup's wrath!" Then she furiously pounded the hole like it was nothing!
The others were half way to the finish line. A sudden wind began to blow, giving the others a challenge and it costs Feather's egg to fly and smash into his clothes. "Ahh, my clothes...and my baby!"
"Well, guys, it appears that like his egg, his dreams of getting his World's Best Father mug is shattered!" Joy said. "But it's not over yet, trolls! Here comes Wood and Shiningstar as they approached the finish line and our trolls are neck and neck!"
Wood and Shiningstar were almost there and then, in an instant, Wood stretched his hand forwards and managed to break the tape first, thus winning the contest.
"It was awfully close, but it looks like Wood had inched ahead just to enough to win it!" Joy happily cheered. "It's official folks! What a race! Wood had won it!"
Wood panted but smiled proudly. Primrose was pleased by his victory and went to congratulate him. "You were great, my love."
"Thanks, but this egg baby is nowhere near precious as our own. He is my prize and so are you," he said lovingly and kissed her forehead.
"Well played, Wood," Shiningstar offered his hand in good sportsmanship. Wood shook his hand honorably. "But just you wait. Next time, I'm bringing the gold home!" Shiningstar expressed his ego quite vividly especially when he accidentally squished the egg in his hand without realizing it. "Oh, great. I'm so gonna pay for child care now. Don't tell my wife!"
Playing the rest of the games were fun and exciting, but it definitely left the boys exhausted and out of breath, which means the ladies have the most of the time for themselves. They all moved to the living room where they sat in the sofa, chairs, and even on the floor and talked to each other.
"I'm telling you, Primrose. You look absolutely gorgeous. You can hardly tell you gained any weight," Silkie commented. "At least from behind."
"Oh, Silkie, thanks...I think," Primrose shyly chuckled.
"So, have you had any cravings since you were pregnant?" Ivy asked while watching her son play with some fuzzy toys on a blanket.
"No. Not at all," Primrose said while eating both a cupcake and a brownie and then sniffed around. "Do you smell peanut butter?"
"With cravings, you can't tell whether it's you or the baby that's hungry," Amethyst added, patting her baby as an example. "Last week, Shiningstar saw me eating some silly string on a cracker. I'm telling you it was hilarious!"
"Yeah, next thing you know, she'll probably eat a frosting sandwich!" Shiningstar cried.
"Shiningstar, I think that's a normal treat for us trolls," Big Bash said while rocking Biggie.
"But what if it's sugar free?"
"Okay...that's different," the big troll remained silent.
"Okay, everyone! It's present time!" Joy exclaimed happily. While she went to get the presents, Ivy, Big Bash, and Chester carry their sons and places them inside a little playpen to keep themselves busy.
"Here you are, boys. Your mommies and daddies are going to have a little time alone so play nicely or have fun in anything you do," Big Bash said to the little ones before rejoining the group.
Rosiepuff gently led Primrose to her special seat standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by her friends and loved ones with a pile of presents by her side. "Look at all these presents. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that they are fit for a prince."
"Well, I know that I am patient enough to wait for the day our heir will arrive, but for now, Primrose's baby is the center of attention," Joy commented. "He sounds like quite a miracle."
"He sure is... to our family," Wood agreed.
"Oh, Primrose, please open ours first," Silkie said eagerly while Feather nodded. "It's the one with the pink ribbon and blue sparkly paper."
Wood reached for the said present and handed it over to Primrose. She took the card taped on top of it and began reading it.
"Congratulations on your new mess-oh, mess maker," she chuckled. "Hopefully this helps. Love, Silkie and Feather. P.S. There's no such thing as too much clothes to wear, so I hope your bundle has a passion for fashion."
Primrose then opened the gift to reveal a pile of unique bibs and diapers. And underneath them was some stylish onesies and clothes with decorative patterns and colors. "Aww! How nice!" She cooed.
"Won't your baby look so gor?" Silkie squeaked happily. "He could be a junior model for babies this season or the next once he's here, of course."
"Oh, thanks, you guys," Primrose gratefully said. "Guess he'll shine with those on."
"Just like the stars above," Wood added.
"Don't mention it, you two. And if you need comfy diapers, just say the word. We'll make a package for you, along with backup diapers and extra backup diapers," Feather suggested.
"I think we'll need more than a year's supply of those diapers once our boy arrives as well," Amethyst said. "We'll need it 'cause I'm already handling one mess maker here."
Shiningstar almost choke on his drink when he heard his wife mentioning him and slightly blushed while rubbing his head. "What can I say? I'm a born glitter machine."
Fuzzwell then stood forward and mumbled something. Big Bash then translated for her. "Primrose, Fuzzwell said that he, Chester, and Buttercup all chipped in for a little present, too."
The Fuzzling stepped aside and Chester turned around and presented a blue baby carrier carrying Buttercup, being small enough to fit in it. "Ta-da!" Chester and Buttercup cheered while the groups smiled at the adorable scene.
"You know the baby's gonna love it because I do!" Buttercup declared.
"Aw, you guys, that's so sweet. Thank you," Primrose said. She then grabbed the next present which was covered in glittery wrapping paper. "I bet this one's from you, Amethyst."
"Sure is. Open it!" She giggled.
"If you insist," Primrose chuckled. She unwrapped the box and gasped. Inside was a cute baby rattle, some teething rings, and baby bottles. "They're great. Thank you!"
"I'm glad you like them. Let's hope your son does too," Amethyst said kindly.
"I'm sure he will."
"I'm telling you, babies are so darling. They smell so nice with that special baby smell," Olivia commented.
"That is until you go through their first diaper change," Biggie added. Everyone laughed in agreement.
"And their booties are so tiny. It's just too cute for words," Silkie squealed.
"Yes, they outgrow clothes so quickly, sometimes you wished they just stay babies and never grow up," Rosiepuff said. "When my son was small, he was one of the cutest babies, but he'll always be my baby."
"Okay, mom. Thank you!" Wood blushed in embarrassment. "Not in front of everyone, please."
"Just expressing my love for you, Wood. When you reach my age, you'll do whatever you want."
The group continued on with their present time and Primrose was having the time of her life. From Big Bash and Olivia, she received some baby booties, baby lotion and powder, and baby toys. Rhythm and DJ Sonic gave her mini stereo with soundtracks with many lullabies in it and a baby monitor. Even Thorn and Ivy gave her a baby bouncer. Though she and Primrose aren't as close as most are, it was nice of Ivy to think more for the baby since new life is something to celebrate. Finally, Joy presented Primrose with a homemade baby blanket covered with unique patches given by the many trolls from the village.
"Oh, these presents are lovely. I just hope we find room for it all," Primrose gratefully replied. "Thank you, my friends. You are all wonderful."
"Yes, thank you all for these magnificent gifts," Wood agreed.
Rosiepuff then came to Wood's side and whispered, "What about your gift, dear?"
Wood realized that he forgot that one gift. "Oh yeah! Now let's see here. Where have I put it?" He checked his pockets and checked on the table. Just then, he remembered. "Oh yes, I remember now. I put it right here for safe keeping." He reached inside his hair and pulled out a small green box with a blue ribbon. "Saved the best for last."
Primrose received the gift with a smile. "Oh, Wood, you shouldn't have."
"Maybe, maybe not. But a parent's gift is limitless. Go ahead now, open it."
She went ahead and when she pulled the top off, she gasped. Inside was an adorable, blue, crocodile plush toy sewn with a smile on its face. "Oh my troll! Wood, it's perfect! How adorable!"
"I thought our boy deserves a little friend while he's at home and we're not around. Little Crocko here would be perfect for that," Wood said.
"Crocko? You've named it?" Primrose asked curiously.
"Name kinda sticks, doesn't it?"
"Guess it does. I love it, Wood. And I'm sure Branch will too," she said, playfully patting her belly.
"And until he comes, Crocko will have to go in the baby's crib," Wood decided.
"And speaking of cribs, that's something which my man should be putting up soon, don't ya think, Shiningstar?" Amethyst joked.
Shiningstar chuckled nervously, "Yeah, but there's plenty of time for that. Our baby's not here yet."
"And when he comes, you still wouldn't have put the crib up yet!" Thorn joked and everyone laughed along.
"Ha-ha," Shiningstar sarcastically laughed. "You'll see. That crib will be here before my baby does."
"So you say," Amethyst said.
The trolls had a wonderful time throughout the whole day. They chatted, laughed, and ate the cake they've prepared for the party and it was delicious. Even Big Bash had three pieces of it while Chester had a face full of it, too. The party was a success and Primrose was delighted by all of it. But what filled her blissful heart was all her friends and family gathered together, having a wonderful time with one another and forgetting all the troubles from Trollstice and the Bergens. She wished that everyday could be like this. If only.
By the time the party had ended, the sun had already set down from the sky and the stars had appeared around the night sky. Inside Wood's home, Rosiepuff, with help from the others, had cleaned up the living room. The decorations had been put away, trash thrown away, and leftovers were either placed in the fridge or eaten away.
As a bonus, both Primrose and Joy decided to have a slumber party which everyone immediately agreed. They pulled out some sleeping bags, pillows, and blankets and set them around the living room. They made sure the pregnant mothers were comfortable in their sleeping spots, so they used a couple of Rosiepuff's huge quilts which Primrose and Amethyst could lay in and an extra quilt for the babies as well. Soon enough, all the guests were snugged as bugs in a rug, no pun intended.
"You know that this calls for? A bedtime story!" Shiningstar exclaimed loudly.
"SHH! You're gonna wake the babies," Olivia hushed him.
"Sorry," he whispered. Luckily, the infants haven't stirred and continued resting, making a yawn or two. "So, what kind of story y'all want to hear?"
"I propose a scary, thrilling one," Thorn suggested.
"Are you kidding? This is a baby shower. It should be happy and sweet. Not to mention, we've already experienced this year's Trollstice and that was scary enough for all of us, thank you very much," Amethyst explained.
"Besides, we shouldn't tell a tale like that, especially in front of children," Big Bash added.
"How about a dramatic one?" Shiningstar asked. "I've been told that I'm a born drama giver."
"By who?" Joy asked. The others laughed along. Shiningstar just sighed and spun his eyes at their teasing.
Primrose, seeing that there's no compromise between this group, slowly got up and said, "Hang on. I'll see what I could find from all my stuff I brought from my pod."
"I'll help you," Wood followed.
The couple then headed to Primrose's belongings stored inside a spare room. There were some unpacked boxes, bookcases, and a trunk which they began searching inside.
"I have been meaning to finish all this unpacking, but I just keep putting it off until later," Primrose replied bashfully.
"It's no problem. You've been busy. It happens to all of us," Wood kindly assured and he closed her in with a hug. They kissed softly, sharing their love with content faces. "Right now, you are preparing for our little one's arrival and from the bottom of my heart, I believe that being a parent is the hardest job we both will forever love."
"And it's all because I chose to be your wife which I don't regret for one second," she added, gently grabbing his cheek in her palm.
"Neither do I," he smiled and playfully rubbed his nose with hers which she return with a chuckle. "Now let's continue. There must be something we could use."
While Wood checked her trunk, Primrose rummaged around her bookcase. There was a little dust, but nothing she couldn't handle. Just as she dusted away a small puff on her face, an aged leather book fell from the shelf, landing right beside her. "Oops."
"I'll get that for you," Wood bent down to grab the book. He blew the dust off and swiped the last flecks of it off. "Huh, what's this?"
Primrose grabbed it and examined it. Judging from the slightly torn corners and old pages, she assumed that this book has been around for quite a while. She unbuckled the strap and looked inside. She gasped as she flipped through the pages. "Oh, my. I haven't seen this since forever."
"You recognize it?"
"Yeah! It's a j-" she stopped short and quickly rephrased herself. "It's just a very special tale my father used to tell me all the time, well, whenever I asked him I mean."
"How special is it?" Wood wondered.
"Special enough for our story time...if you don't mind of course," Primrose hoped.
"I don't mind. It's your event. You should decide, but are you sure?" Wood asked sincerely. He remembered Primrose telling him of her parents' fate on the day they've met and didn't want to open up some old wounds. "Won't this bring some... painful memories of your father? If it's too hard for you, I'm sure we could find something else."
"No, no. I'll be okay," she insisted, gently moving her hand over the book like if it was a fragile item. "I'm sure everyone will love it just as I do. My father would have agreed to this if he were here today."
He glanced at her with a soft smile, understanding the feeling of not having a father beside you, but he let that thought aside because he has her now, and soon, their son. How fortunate he was to have such a family filled with loving people. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's give them a story they'll never forget."
Holding the old book in her arms, Primrose and Wood quickly joined the others in time to see Rosiepuff passing mugs of hot cocoa to the guests and placing a bowl of mini marshmallows to put in their drinks should they want some. Rosiepuff gave her son and daughter-in-law their mugs before taking her own and then sat on her rocking chair.
"So, have you found a story for us?" Big Bash asked.
"Actually, I think I have," Primrose replied, gently sitting down on a soft cushion while Wood sat next to her. "My father used to tell this to me almost every night when I was a little girl. I believe it is special for this occasion."
"Sounds special to me already," Joy commented, sipping on her cocoa. "So, what's it called?"
"Oh, um...the title's in a secret language that only my father knew before, so we called it... The Magic of the Heart."
"The Magic of the Heart? That sounds farfetched. How could a heart be magical?" Ivy asked, not feeling the importance of not judging the book by its covered, or in this case, title.
"What I'm trying to say is that believe or not, the heart, even ours, has its own magical qualities. Qualities that are quite powerful in fact and this tale is a perfect example," Primrose explained.
"Ooh. Sounds interesting," Amethyst said. "Oh, please tell us."
"Well, I haven't heard this tale in a while, but I'll try. Let's see..." She cleared her throat and once she's opened the pages, she began telling her tale. "Once, in a distant land unknown by all, there was a young troll named Fang. Fang was known for his unique colors. His skin was teal which was the same color as the sea, his hair was dark as a red brick, and his eyes, the same color as the sky. Some would say that he was blessed by the colors of the land, sea, and sky. But his true talent lies in his heritage for he had the gift of magic. At first he mastered fire, then ice, wind and many abilities as well. And not only that, his gifted power includes the transformation into one of the most majestic creatures ever: a dragon."
"Wait a minute!" Thorn cried out, interrupting her tale. "Magic powers and turning into dragons? I'm sure you're making this up!"
"I promise you. Everything I've said is right here in this book," Primrose replied defensively.
"Although, it may seem impossible for the skeptic or, in words that some may understand, non believers. I'm looking at you, Thorn," Wood teased, which made the indigo troll glare at his rival.
"Please continue, dear," Rosiepuff urged Primrose kindly.
"Certainly. As I was saying, Fang could turn into a dragon anytime, mostly just because he just loves to fly. He lived happily with his mother and father who became his teachers in mastering his powers. He also had a little brother and sister who admire him being the eldest and all. They reside in a hidden village where they remained safe from any predators or enemies, especially under the protection of their closest neighbors: the dragon tribe. Fang's people and the dragons had lived symbiotically for generations."
Chester raised his paw. "What does symbiotically mean?"
"It means that two different creatures have learned to live together peacefully and taken care of one another. They depend on each other for survival," Wood replied.
"That's right," Primrose nodded. "Fang had everything he needed in his home, but as he grew older, he began to grow more interested to know what's beyond the outer edge of his village. For you see, both the dragon tribe and his village believed that their home is all their world and fear the strange lands. In order to keep their home and powers a secret, they made it forbidden for any outsider to come into their home or even for any one of them to leave. This didn't change Fang's mind even though his siblings didn't share the same interest. So, one day, he asked his parents and the village leader for a special request. He asked if he would be allowed to journey beyond their home just to explore and once he's done, he'll return home."
"So, what happened? Did they say yes?" Shiningstar asked eagerly.
"Oh, they did, but after having deep conversations about it. The leaders, both the Alpha Dragon and the Master Sage, agreed for Fang to travel beyond their edge, but only to return once he's done and to not make any connections to anyone. So he packed his supplies and went on his journey. As a dragon, he flew great distances and remained hidden in the clouds and most of the time, he would walk on the ground as a troll. He was enchanted by all the new things he ever set his eyes upon. The delicious tastes of the new berries and fruit, the sweet fragrance of the flora, and the sweet sounds of the wild. But at night, he would feel homesick and desired some company."
"Sounds like he had quite an adventure," Wood commented.
"Yes, but I didn't say that he was done," Primrose grinned. "Now, the true magic shall begin."
"What? What happened? Tell us!" Everyone pleaded her to continue with Rosiepuff shushing them softly so that the babies wouldn't wake.
Primrose chuckled. "Let me talk and you'll see. After days of exploring, Fang had been a lone traveler long enough. One fine morning, he reached a dense forest unfamiliar to him. In the forest, he suddenly heard a cheerful sound: laughter and music. Following the source, he dashed ahead and when he found it, imagine his surprise at making his discovery. He caught glimpse of a vast village surrounding a great tree. There were various colorful pods and mushrooms and plenty of food and water to last for years. Is this place sounding familiar?"
"It sounds like the Troll Tree. Our Village!" Joy exclaimed.
"It does, doesn't it?" Primrose nodded before turning a new page. "Anyway, as he stumbled upon the village, he met up with some trolls he'd never seen before. He was at the mind to join them. But according to his leader's instructions, he wasn't to make any bonds or connections to anyone. Yet, he was amazed by their carefree lifestyle. Free to sing, dance, and to be whoever they wish to be. It was as if there was no fear despite some predators in the forest and no secrets to be made. He believed a quick hello won't bring any trouble. Judging the current situation, he might be accepted and he might not. To protect his heritage, he'll just have to avoid transforming to dragon and stop performing his magic. Once entering the village, he didn't expect the inhabitants to eagerly welcome him. As it turns out, the villagers were kind of hankering for a new face as much as him. And right off, Fang was made welcome."
"Kind of sounds like something we would do to future friends," Rhythm added.
"I'm glad he was accepted by the others," DJ Sonic said.
"And so did Fang, especially when something beautiful happened," Primrose revealed.
"Oh, please, tell us! Don't leave us in the dark!" Amethyst urged her.
"Well, let's see. Fang felt so welcome in this new environment that he felt like home right there. He learned to dance and sing their ways, to have fun, and learned special skills in both protection and nature knowledge. Amidst in all the jubilation, he caught sight of a blue beauty on the sidelines and he knew his companion search was over. He learned that her name was Bluebell and as her name implies, she truly was a beauty before his eyes. She had beautiful, sapphire skin that gleamed under both the sun and moon, her pink hair elegant like a cherry blossom in spring, and her eyes were purple as stoutberries. Once the strangers caught sight of each other, Bluebell seemed charmed with Fang and before long, they became an item together. They sang together, danced and partied day and night. Bluebell was as beautiful as she was kind. She cares for others, loves to play with children, and can be brave when she has to. To her Fang was brave, loyal, and strong as well. They felt that they were meant to be."
"Oh, that's so romantic!" Silkie awed at the romance between the two characters.
"Indeed. It wasn't long for everyone in the village to realize how much those two love each other very much. The kind where they could only see stars in their eyes while being surrounded by a meadow of flowers under a rainbow. You couldn't be around them too long and not feel a little bit lighter than air yourself. Fang was so in love with Bluebell that he had forgotten what he wasn't supposed to do, or maybe, he just ignored it. He was even willing to stay with her in her home. However, it didn't stay like that for long. Unbeknownst to Fang, he was being spied by a couple of messengers from his tribe and they notified their leaders of his actions. When they were informed by the spies, they both felt angry and ordered them to retrieve Fang and bring him home."
Everyone gasped by the news. "I kind of figured that Fang would be in this situation, but I didn't know all that stuff happened before those two had met," Feather expressed.
"It must have been really hard for Fang and Bluebell," Olivia said sadly.
"Oh, it was," Primrose agreed. "The spies met Fang during the night and informed him of their leader's thoughts and how mad they were. Fang was also mad as well because after they trusted him to travel on his own, they would sent spies to watch him like a predator to prey. He felt like he couldn't trust his Master Sage anymore. When they threatened him to return home even by force, seeing that there's no way out of it, he decided to return with him the following night. When morning came, Fang took Bluebell in order to speak to her alone. It was there that he revealed what has happened last night and how he had to leave her. At first, she couldn't believe it or maybe, she refused to. Hoping to add more reason, he decided to do what he hadn't done before: he performed his magic skills, including his dragon transformation, before her. He told her everything about him, about his kind, and about his home. He was afraid that she might reject him, but he knew that she deserved to see him for who he is or, in his case, what he is. To his surprise, she didn't reject him at all. She told him that the world was full of mysteries, but his heart wasn't one of them. It still didn't change their feelings for each other. Unfortunately, he had to return home. He loves her but he had to stay with his family."
"But wait. How can it be that Fang would just left Bluebell like that?" Rhythm wondered, feeling upset about it.
"Yeah. What an awful end to such a great story!" Thorn agreed.
"Not so quickly," Primrose reminded them that there's more to tell. "Fang did return home to his family. Despite how the leaders scolded him for breaking their law, Fang was happy to see his family. But since his return, his heart wasn't the same. He barely laughed, he barely smiled, there were times where he could only see half of his reflection in the water. His parents, whom were the only ones who supported his ways and feelings for the other trolls, understood what their son is going through. Knowing what they were willing to sacrifice, Fang's father decided to take his son to somewhere very sacred."
"Where did he go?" Wood asked his wife.
"One night, his father took him to the Dragon Tribe where they held their sacred treasure: A magical spring known as The Spring of Miracles. This spring, once drank by a worthy person or dragon could make any wish he or she desired and it would miraculously become a reality. His father told him some worthy advice for him to keep in his heart: Be with the one you love. Follow your heart and be happy and the rest won't matter. Then Fang made the most romantic wish anyone had ever seen any troll do."
"What?! What did he do?" Everyone whispered loudly, ecstatic by the suspense.
Primrose inhaled and exhaled, and then a great smile formed in her face. "A few days later, back in the troll village, Bluebell missed her dear friend so much that she wished to see him, even if it's just a moment. And, as if the whole world had answered her wishes, he appeared right in front of her. At first she thought it was a dream, but the thought washed away the moment she touched his cheek. Happy to be reunited at last, Fang made the first move and kissed her. Once they broke apart, he told her that he didn't want to be apart from her, ever. He doesn't know what they'll do or what will happen, but one thing's he was sure of is the two of them being together. He was so sure that he immediately asked for her hand in marriage. And...she said yes without a doubt."
All the girls squealed in like a bunch of teen girls before being gently shushed by Rosiepuff.
"So, one night, the village leader had the honor of officiating Fang and Bluebell's wedding and it was perfect. It was simple yet full of love and close people joined together to watch them tie the knot. But suddenly, before they could kiss, the Master Sage and Alpha Dragon interrupted the wedding, having being informed by Fang's parents after questioning his whereabouts. Fang's family appeared behind them and prayed this won't get ugly. Having had enough, Fang told the elders and his family that he and Bluebell love each other and that they'll be married very soon. Angry for this sort of betrayal, they ordered him to forget this nonsense and leave everything and everyone behind. They told him that he is one of them and he belongs with them alone. He stood up to them and said 'I will not! For I love this place, especially its people. This is my home now and they are my family too. I can't leave them, especially my Bluebell. She is my heart, mine to me.' They were shocked and asked him if he was choosing to be like them over being a sage. He sighed and replied, 'I already have...from the moment I made my wish at the spring: the wish of removing my powers to be one of them.'
Shocked and upset by all of this, both leaders realized that his wish has been granted and there's no reversing it. They finally decided to let him stay, however, he's never allowed to return to their land again or even see his family again. Fang sadly knew the sacrifices he would made before making his wish but he had talked about it with his parents and they respected his wishes. He is their son and they will love him no matter what he choose. After sharing one last goodbye with his parents and siblings, Fang watched as they disappeared from his sight, knowing that this would be the last time he'll ever see them. Once they vanished, the couple resumed their wedding despite all that has happened and the two trolls sealed their bond with a kiss. For the rest of his days, even though he wasn't allowed to return, Fang still received hidden messages from his folks, unbeknownst to the others. He was content with his new life especially with his one true love by his side. Some time later, they were gifted with a child of their own. A child with the gift of magic from its father despite not having his powers anymore. It turns out that his DNA runs in his offspring which will be passed down from generation to generation. The world is full of magic, but no magic is as powerful as the magic of the heart. The magic of Love. The End."
Primrose finally concluded with her tale as she closed her book. Everyone were awed and amazed by the tale. Some even had tears in their eyes and wiped them off before anyone can see.
"Wow! What a great story!" Shiningstar expressed. "Please, tell us another story."
"I would love to, but it's late now. We should all go to bed," Primrose suggested.
"Aw, do we have to? I'm not that sleepy."
"But I am and so is everyone else. Aren't we all?"
Everyone nodded in agreement. Most of them yawned just to show those who aren't tired that they are. Shiningstar understood completely, especially since his wife needs plenty of rest for their baby to grow. "You're right, Primrose. I guess it is time for bed."
"I second that. Well, I'll be turning in now," Rosiepuff rose from her chair and headed to her room. "Goodnight, everyone, and sweet dreams."
"Night, Rosie!" Everyone chimed in.
Joy tucked herself inside her sleeping bag and adjusted her pillow. Before she went to sleep, she glanced at Primrose with a smile and said, "You really pulled it off tonight, Best Troll friend Forever. You really did. Good night."
"Thanks, Joy, and good night to you too," Primrose replied.
Before long, every one of their friends were tucked in for the night, snugged as bugs in a rug. The men snored in different volume and the women cuddled close to their loved ones. The babies slept peacefully, especially after being fed and changed again before their parents went to bed. Only Wood and Primrose were left awake.
Primrose stood up and went to put her book away. Wood went after her and when he reached their room, he noticed that Primrose looked distracted by the book somehow despite being just a fairy tale. He softly wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek.
"I enjoyed the party and the story. You've told it like a professional. Is there anything you can't do?" Wood said with a sweet smile on his face, a trait which Primrose adores.
"I'm glad everyone enjoyed it. Judging from their faces, I'd say that this event was a complete success. And for that, I thank you, Wood, and all who made it possible," Primrose returned the loving embrace.
"For you, we'll gladly walk towards the ends of the earth," Wood said. He kissed her forehead and then her lips. They caressed each other as they kissed for a while. Once they separated, Primrose's smile disappeared, her eyes facing the book on her hands. "Primrose? Is something wrong?"
She sighed deeply and faced him. "I haven't been completely honest with you, Wood."
Wood became confused yet concerned by her words. What did she meant by that? "I don't understand, Prim."
Holding her book tightly, she walked towards her window where she faced the moon outside. She felt like she's been keeping something dark inside of her and was afraid of how Wood will react to this. After such time had passed of being together, she felt that she could trust him with anything. But will he be willing to accept whatever it is she'll reveal to him? Only time will tell...and that time is now or never.
"Wood, I love you with all my life and soul and I know that you love me, no matter the flaws. For what I'm about to tell you will either change everything or might affect what you and everyone else's might think of me. You see, I've been keeping a secret and I've never told anyone about this. I was scared. I still am because it's you but...you deserve to see me for who I am. No, for what I am."
"You're you, Prim. Nothing will change that," Wood assured her, though he was quite lost.
"Nothing?" Primrose then placed her book by the window and then reached for a flower pot and a candle. She then reached inside her pocket where she took out a small seed and planted it in the dirt inside the pot. "Then close your eyes, Wood, and keep them shut."
Wood closed his eyes and waited. He didn't hear Primrose after a few seconds and despite not being told to open his eyes, he was willing to try. "I'm looking, okay?" He slowly opened his eyes and then he gasped. Primrose miraculously summoned a small flame from her palm and used it to light the candle she had. And with her left hand, she began waving over the flower pot. Just like magic, small green orbs of light rained down on the pot and a small sprout grew from the dirt and kept growing and growing with each second Primrose waved her hand over it. Finally, a beautiful blue rose bloomed before his very eyes. Wood was speechless by what has occurred before him. Does this mean that Primrose...has magic?
"Now you know," Primrose softly said. "Wood, I do indeed possess magic."
Wood struggled to speak, trying to take in everything he saw. After minutes of silence, he finally had the courage to speak. "But how?"
"Remember the story?" She then grabbed the book again. "Well, for one thing, this book isn't just an ordinary book. It's in fact a journal. The story you've heard...was actually a true tale. One that happened right here in this village years ago before I was born actually. It was told by Fang whom was actually my father and Bluebell was my mother."
"So are you saying that you are... a dragon or a magic troll?" Wood asked.
"Well, it's true that my father gave his powers up before marrying my mother, however, he still had the DNA of his people which I carry. Though I lack the ability to turn into a dragon, I inherited my father's magic with unique gifts of my own. My fire powers came from him, but my earth powers like the one you've witnessed are my unique gifts. Each magic troll or Sage trolls, as they call themselves, have magical qualities that makes each one of us special."
"Wow. How could I not know about this? Or anyone else?"
Primrose continued. "It was my father's idea. He wanted to protect me and everyone else. He hoped that I would live like a carefree troll and when I discovered my powers, he made sure I would be able to control them and to keep them a secret unless absolutely necessary. There was also the fact that my parents had different names. You see, my father's real name was Kiba which means "Fang" and my mother's was Saphira. Bluebell was just the nickname my father gave my mother."
"Oh," Wood understood now. Then he realized something. "Wait a minute. Kiba and Saphira? I remember now! My father knew them when I was just a toddler. I think you weren't born yet or something."
"Really? I guess after Mom passed, Dad moved to another pod just to keep me close to him which is why we didn't met til now," Primrose assumed.
"I guess so," Wood agreed.
"So...are you mad? About what you've seen and heard?" Primrose worriedly asked. Waiting for an answer, she was surprised to see Wood smiling at her. He walked towards her and held her hands.
"Primrose, I'm glad you told me. It means so much that you trust me with all of this. I always liked you and now, I consider myself very lucky for having you as my wife and mother to our child. What you've told me doesn't change anything, not even the fact that I still love you. I love you, Primrose, always more, never less. Remember?"
Primrose didn't expect for this action and her eyes filled with happy tears. She felt like a great burden was removed from her shoulders, relieved to hear that Wood accepted her for who she is, not for what she is or has. She grabbed him tightly, shedding tears on his chest.
"And if you want me to keep this a secret, I'll gladly do it for you," Wood suggested.
Primrose shook her head. "No, Wood. These trolls are my family now and there shall be no secrets between us. Let's tell them together...in the morning."
"Are you sure? There's no rush and no need."
"I'm sure. If my father was accepted in this village when he came, then our friends will be as well once they hear of this," Primrose decided. "All I want is for you to stay by my side forever."
"And I will. That's a promise," Wood declared proudly. The two trolls gladly kissed again, sharing their love with one another. "So, does this mean that our little Branch might have magic as well?"
"Well, who knows? I wouldn't be surprised if he does or not. But if he does, we'll be here to help him and teach him. I love our baby just as much as I love you," she said.
"Couldn't have said it better myself, my love. Come on, let's go to bed."
"Yeah. This has been the best day of my life," she smiled.
"Best day of your life so far," he corrected her. They chuckled and after stealing a hug and kiss, they returned to the group and slept together happily.
Primrose's truth will be revealed to the rest of them, but for now, this night is theirs. And no magic can compare to the love they shared together. Any magic from the heart will be the most powerful magic of all.
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