Alright, let's be honest. I'm just having fun with the plot right now, I don't think they're actually that stupid. BUT, You asked and you shall receive. Actually, one of you begged, so here's another chapter.

When will they find out?

Soon hopefully, because I laughed for a good thirty minutes straight while writing one specific line... you'll see.

Disclaimer, So the Chaos ensues.

Chapter 31: The Three Stooges

Saturday Night-Sunday Morning

Jim woke at the sound of a startled yelp, leaving Claire and forgetting his mask, he ran out.

Maggie had Kyle pinned to the floor in front of the fridge, his arm pulled up at an awkward angle, and her foot planted at the back of his neck. It was just after six in the afternoon.

Jim relaxed and got off of his fours, sighing out a snarl. "No sneaking food," he said.

Maggie let him go, and he got up, rubbing his wrist and neck. He gave the troll a weird look, "When did you get here?"

"What?" He asked, then finished waking up. "Oh, yeah, I was just coming to talk to Claire… but you look like you're sleeping. I'll catch her later." He said, slipping out of the entrance.

He rolled his eyes and began lazily jumped down the stairs, then through the streets, and then to Blinkey's library. It was empty, as it was early in the night. So Jim jumped up into his little alcove, and settled to sleep.

Claire woke after Jim left, the cave was cold and echoing the arguments of the others. She dropped her head, wishing this whole thing would just be over. She moved the curtains aside and walked out, wishing she'd stayed in bed longer.

Amanda was trying to cover her ears with the top blanket, Kyle and Alex were trying to get to the brownies on the counter and Maggie was on offence in front of them. Shouting and screaming was occuring, and where's Jim. Claire thought.

Keeping calm, she walked forward and pulled the two hungry teens away from the brownies. Effectively quieting the shouting.

"If you want to fight, I'll grant your wish. You all get to spar in the forge today, congratulations. Now, if you were just listening to what Maggie was saying, you'd know that those brownies are for Principal Sands. A thank you for cooperating with us at the assembly." (And apologize for almost breaking his arm.)

Claire's anger was quiet, and quite honestly terrifying. So the participants of the argument all lowered their heads in defeat.

Amanda removed the blanket and poked her head out, checking if it was safe. Amanda seemed the only sane person in the situation. All things considering. She was the only one showing fear when Jim had a sword against Alex's back. She didn't think they should've followed Claire and Maggie. Following orders, trying to figure out what Jim's secret was as fast as possible, and doing her best to not cause problems in such a strange and uncomfortable situation.

"Now, where's Jim?" Claire asked.

Kyle shrugged. "Duno, he must have left before I got up. The blue troll… er, Jager? He was here. He wanted to talk to you or something, then left in some hurry."

Maggie rolled her eyes, walking forward and shoving the boy out of the way, she whispered to Claire. "Burst out of your room and forgot the Glamor mask, no one saw him come out of the bedroom."

Claire nodded. "He's probably at Blinkey's library."

"Who, Jager or Jim?" Alex asked.

"Both," Claire replied.

Claire wandered over to the fridge and pulled out a package of blueberries, counting out nine, she replaced the container.

Instructing them to line up and hold out their hands, she gave them each three. "Every once and awhile, Jim and I'd find a stray berry bush, most of the time there would only be a few, if they were ettable at all. This is all the food you get until you 'finally find another town'." Claire said, using her fingers to demonstrate quotation marks.

The small group stared at their 'meal', then back at the other two. Half glaring, half wondering if this was a cruel joke.

"Just eat it," Maggie moaned.

On their way down to the forge, Amanda timidly walked over to Claire.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey yourself," Claire replied.

A small smile creeped on Amanda's face. "I'm really sorry for following you guys, and for pushing for secrets. I honestly didn't think you guys were sitting on something this big. I thought maybe, I don't know, Jim was an illegal immigrant or something."

Claire soffed, grinning. "In all technicality, all of the trolls are illegal immigrants. They snuck on the Mayflower, and traveled to America the same time us humans did."

"Really?" Amanda asked, genuinely curious.

She nodded. "Blinkey will tell you all about it if you ask him, he's a historian, after all."

Maggie, Alex, and Kyle were arguing behind the other two. "This is your fault, you should've just given us food, now we have to fight!" Alex complined.

"My fault? I'm not the one who snuck into a secret underground world."

"We wouldn't of had too if Jim and Claire would've just told us in the first place like they told you!" Said Kyle.

"Pht… You guys don't know anything. Honestly, nothing."

"Maggie! Come one, we've been friends for years, just tell us what's really going on so we can get out of here." Alex whispered.

"You really think I'd betray Jim and Claire's trust like that? Dude, Jim can be even more angry, violent and aggressive than any troll. You do not want to cross him," Maggie hissed back.

"You sound… scared. No one scares you, what the hell is going on?" Alex said, eyes narrowed.

"Of course I'm scared of Jim, no living thing on earth, or hell, could kill him. He's stronger than every troll here, even Arg. He could beat me blindfolded, with both hands tied behind his back, after being stabbed!" Maggie yelled, throwing her arms out.

The trolls they passed paid her no mind, already used to the girl's excited outbursts.

"That's ridiculous, you could probably go toe to toe with Skinner and win. You've fought Dr. Cross, and won. No way Jim could beat you if he was that debilitated."

Maggie shook her head. "No he did, that actually happened," she quickly held up her hand. "It's a long story. Point is, yes, I'm afraid of Jim. You should be afraid of Jim. Don't go messing around. He's smarter than he lets on, and he knows what he's doing."

Maggie left the two to themselves as they entered the forge. Leaving them to grab their weapons from the night before, stopping next to Claire before she did so.

"Hey, what do you want me to grab for Amanda?" She asked.

Claire took a long moment to think about what would be best for the girl. She was a runner, so she didn't have much upper body strength. Something she could use to power from speed and the ground…

"Get my staff, and an extra, I don't trust her yet with sharp things, just because of how torn up her legs were from the katar's. But I think a spear would work best for her. So I want to get her used to the length and such, but the weight of a spear is heavier on one end so find something to tie to the top that's weighted," she explained.

Maggie smiled. "Smart, I like it." than left.

Before heading to the armory, she stopped by the library. Checking to see if Jim was there. She had to climb the shelves to get to him, but was able to verbally pull him out of sleep. She'd been told that shaking him awake, was a bad idea.

"Maggie?"

"Yeah, Just wanted to let you know. We're at the forge, Claire got woken up from the other's yelling, and now's gonna have them spar. Your mask is still at the cave, but they don't know who their expecting. You might want to line up some more things for them to do, make them really tired. Maybe they'll listen better when their tired."

Jim sleepily nodded, letting out a long yawn. Then curling up tighter. "Tell Claire I'll be there soon. I'll figure out something for them to do."

"You sure you're not going back to sleep?" Questioned Maggie.

"Yeah I'm sure, just… enjoying the quiet."

"Alright, I've got to go get weapons, I'll see if I can't get any of them to kill each other off." She smiled and climbed back down the shelves and left to grab the things she needed.

She arrived back at the forge with A leather bag of throwing knives, an axe, and two staffs, along with her escrima sticks, which were on their last leg.

"You three," Claire addressed Maggie, Alex, and Kyle. "You seemed like you wanted to kill each other this morning! Now, let's see if you can do it," she said. Slamming the butt of her staff into the stone floor, making the sound echo through the cavern and causing the newcomers to wince.

"I'm sorry," Kyle said, stepping forward. "Did you just say, you wanted us to try and kill each other."

"Duh," Jim said, strolling in. He still wasn't wearing the mask, and that gave him full reign to act as trollish as he pleased without giving hint to the others. "How do you think I got to be the Champion of Merlin? You think my trainer didn't try to kill me for the first three months we knew each other?" He laughed.

"Are you talking about Draal?" Claire asked.

"Well, yeah. And then even after the Challenge of Honor, he still tried killing me in training for like… another month," he shrugged.

"How you and Toby survived in the beginning is beyond all of us. How did you not die?"

"Lots and lots of luck, then lots and lots of training, practice, and eventually pure skill, and now, natural instincts," he replied.

The others looking utterly lost.

"Who's Toby?" Amanda asked with a smile, leaning against her staff with a few pieces of rebar duct taped to the top.

"He's Jim's best friend back in Arcadia," Claire answered. "Now, back on topic."

The next several hours were spent teaching Alex and Kyle how to properly use their weapons in one on one combat and just in general. Claire was showing Amanda how to use a 'staff' and how she would use a spear, in the future.

Jim paired himself against Alex, his skin could handle throwing knives, and Maggie against Kyle. needless to say, the newcomers lost pitifully.

Over.

And over.

And over.

Smiling, Jim leaned on eclipse. "I think you two have had enough for today. Get all the fight out?"

"I don't get it," Kyle yelled. "I have an axe, she has two sticks. How do I keep losing?"

Jim laughed and walked over to the boy, placing his hand on his shoulder.. "Kyle," he paused. "You suck at fighting."

Maggie tried not to laugh, but still did. Alex was just glad 'Jager' didn't slice and dice her to pieces.

Claire brought Amanda over, she was getting better with her staff/spear. Since she was actually training, and not being punished with petty and useless, uninformative fighting.

"Alright," Jim said. "Bagdwella needs your help again,"

The chorus of moans and whining that followed was music to Jim's ears, they were tired, they were listening, they were done with all of this. That ment, they were ready to learn.

"She never shuts up," Alex yelled.

"Yes!" Claire said. "And if you listened closer to her yesterday, you probably would've figured everything out by now."

Jim looked at her. "Really?"

Claire nodded. "Yeah, it was sad," she said. Though grinning.

"You like watching us suffer, don't you?" Kyle said.

"Maggie likes watching you suffer. I'm just waiting for you to realize the obvious."

"And what about Jim, it's his secret we're trying to figure out." Alex said, crossing her arms.

Jim smiled and started walking toward the exit. "Is it though?"

…

They arrived at Bagdwella's shop. Left wondering what Jager meant.

"Ah, my wonderful fleshbag helpers," she said. Clapping her hands together. "Now, I've got a gnome problem here, almost as bad as when the young trollhunter first caught Chompsky. He wasn't very delightful then, he whined about everything.

"So, if I've counted right, there's three gnomes, one for each of you. I need them all caught. I'll see if I can't get you some human food down here."

The three of them got to work catching the gnomes, diving and scrambling on their hands and knees to try and catch the gnomes. Jim sat atop the neighboring shop, watching, laughing, planning.

After they tried to catch the gnomes for three hours, Bagdwella finally lost it, she came out chortaling, telling them to stop.

"Stop, stop, I can't watch this anymore. You don't need to catch them,"

"What?" Amanda asked.

Jim jumped down, and walked over, laughing as well. "The Gnomes help Bagdwella, and she feeds them. This was just to pass time."

Alex glarred, huffing and breathing hard. "I am going to Kill you. Maggie said not to mess with Jim, but she didn't say anything about you."

Jim smirked. "Imagine Jim, but as a troll. That's me. I'm ten times more dangerous than the human."

"But… Maggie said Jim was stronger than any troll here." Kyle said, slowly backing down as Jim loomed over him.

"Do I look, like any of the trolls here?" he growled. He took a deep breath, and sighed. "Toby's right, I am being trollish," he muttered. "Alright, head to Blinkey's Jim will be there waiting." He said, then took off.

"Yesh, he really freaks me out!" Amanda said.

Alex scoffed. "What do you think he meant? First he was all like, 'is it though?' about Jim's secret."

"Yeah, and now he's saying he's Jim, but a troll," Kyle said

"What does that even mean?" Alex asked.

They arrived at Blinkey's, Jim laughing.

Blinkey walked up to the group, and steepled his hands. "You three are the most oblivious, thick skulled, clueless bunch of humans I have ever had the headache of meeting. Now, come in. Lets see if I can get you closer to figuring this out. Today, we will talk about the Trollhunters of the past."

"Wait," Amanda said. "Isn't Jim the Trollhunter?"

Blinkey smiled. "Yes indeed, just over a year ago, Master Jim became the first human Trollhunter."

They filed in and sat at the large stone table, and Jim climbed up to his loft.

"One of the first and greatest trollhunters to ever live was Daya the Deliverer. She was the one who sealed the Kilahead bridge. The first task the trollhunter is charged with, is keeping both the world of trolls and humans safe, from anything or anyone. Both worlds, mortal and mystical.

"The second, is to keep the worlds separate. Not that you three seemed to care."

Jim laughed from the loft, gaining glares from the other three.

"Now, what makes the trollhunter is this," Blinkey opened the book, showing them a picture of the amulet. "The amulet of Merlin, or better known as the Amulet of Daylight. This gives the trollhunter magic armor, and a sword. The sword of Daylight…"

Blinkey continued on, the tired teens doing their best to absorb the information. After a few hours, Jim took them back to his cave, Claire and Maggie talking on the couch.

"I'm surprised you've never been charged with assault, Maggie. Or expelled. Especially after that stunt with the principal. Did he like the brownies?"

"Yeah, he did. And I don't know. Not that I'm worried about it," she shrugged. "Hey Jim, everyone. Figure anything out?"

"Only that the blue troll is confusing and is a freaking ass," Kyle exclaimed, only to get a hard slap upside the head.

"You'll regret saying that while I'm here," Jim said. Moving to stand next to the girls. Get some water, get some sleep. Maggie, I need to talk to you."

Jim and Maggie went to the kitchen, and began whispering. "What's up?"

"I need you to take the passcode off your phone, leave it open to your contacts page with Skinner's number showing. Charge your phone on the counter and let them find it."

Maggie's grin went so wide, and she nodded frantically. "I love how you're not being trying to make this entertaining, but you really just are," she said. Pulling out her phone and doing as she was asked.

Jim rolled his eyes and nodded. "Yeah yeah, let's just get some sleep and hope they find it in the evening."

He walked back over to Claire, pulling her to her feet and kissing her cheek. "Let's head to bed, I've got quite a surprise for you all in the morning." He turned on his heel and they walked to their room, and Maggie glared at the other three till they got to bed.

She glanced back at her phone, ginning in anticipation for the ensuing chaos.