Author's Note: I am a vague writer.

Present (part 2)

Arrrgh knew exactly where his friend made off too.

There is only one place Blinkous Galadrigal would go in search of solitary comfort. His library. The only place he felt he truly belonged.

Blinky's confidence stemmed from his knowledge and his insecurities from his physical attributes.

Short as he may be, the blue troll had the bearings to argue with Vendel himself. He felt strong when he made large aggressors wilt by the use of his words alone and his limbs tingled with joy when others benefited from his advice...

But he was short for a male troll, short and weak... and to make situations worse, of the 'rarest' physical status.

The door to the library wasn't shut properly and, with a light nudge, it swung open.

No troll insight.

No matter, as there's a back room that served as the historian's cave.

Instead of a door, there was a curtain to separate his cave from the rest of the library. Arrrgh brushed past it to see his friend slightly curled and facing the opposite wall.

Beds, for trolls, varied based on to whom it belongs. Most trolls are perfectly fine with the stone floor, such as Arrrgh. Female trolls often have something to rest their upper bodies on due to their differing proportions. Then there are elder trolls like Vendel that require more cushion for their backs. Finally, there's the unique one's.

Blinky prefers to lay on his side, but in most beds his lower set of shoulders makes things irritable. Now, however, he lay amongst a nest of pillows he can easily adjust to comfortably accommodate his extra limbs.

"I know you're there." Blinky sighed, "And I would appreciate some time alone."

His voice was eerily soft in comparison to his usual confident baritone. It almost frightened the larger troll.

Arrrgh didn't respond, and his friend remained still.

The ex-general couldn't bring himself to leave, so he crept forward and then rested his chin on the edge of the pillow pile.

A blue ear twitched as the massive troll's breath brushed against it.

Having realized Arrrgh wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, the stout troll shifted around.

The act of crying is relatively simple for humans. For trolls however, it is a very difficult and draining thing to do, as unlike their squishy friends, they are not made up of 2/3's water. To see a single tear trail across that blue face...

The only other time he'd cried was after the death of his elder brother, Dictatious.

"I'm-"

"Blinky smart." Arrrgh interrupted, raising a hand to wipe away the tear, "You are smart."

Blinky chuckled, "I apologize for my... behavior. It's silly of me to overreact to the ramblings of some drunkard."

The pacifist frowned.

No troll cries for no reason. No tear shed by a troll can physically be an overreaction, and his friend knew this.

"Blinky smart." He repeated.

The historian took the hint, yet remained unconvinced.

"I've had six hundred years to get over this, my dear friend."

Persistent, but so was Arrrgh.

"This time's different." He pressed, "You are smart."

The large troll inched forward and continued, "You are smart. You are kind. You helped me. You care. You helped Jim. You're my friend."

At that last one, Blinky gave him a very tense, conflicted smile.

Arrrgh then leaned forward and gently nuzzled his cheek.

"Blinky also family."

A second thing extremely rare for a troll to do is blush, yet the historian's face managed to darken.

The ex-general would have laughed if the situation were different.

"It's cause he called you unclaimed." Arrrgh surmised.

The blue troll opened his mouth to object in which the larger troll denied saying, "Blinky smart."

His friend huffed in defeat, "I don't understand why it is affecting me so. It's never bothered me this much before."

Another nuzzle, except this time to his chest and with a little more pressure.

"Can I help?"

Despite his instincts urging him to lean into the pressure, Blinky manages to push the other's head back.

"I-I've never been claimed because... I am not prone to th-the idea of casual relationships." He informed, looking away to avoid those two green eyes.

Imagine the surprise when Arrrgh smiled, "Me neither."

All six eyes widened and filled with something pleasant. Wonder and hope and many things the larger troll couldn't name met his own eyes before he nuzzled once more.

"If you want."

AN: And then they enjoyed some one on one time!

I have so many theories about troll anatomy, it's insane. We know they have organs and need to breath and so much more. I could go on and on but I won't to spare you readers.