A/N: Another one I wanted to write :3
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"Make it snappy, Veneer!" Velvet's voice barked out as she strutted out of the dressing room and down the hallway. "The fans can only wait so long!"
"Yeah, yeah, Velvet, I'll 'make it snappy,'" he replied, imitating her voice at that last part.
He rolled his eyes. Ever since they'd gotten famous, he'd noticed his sister had been getting a slight streak of bratiness to her, even more than the way she used to be. But he couldn't be bothered too much. It was pretty awesome being famous, having fans and having anything he ever wanted. And it was all thanks to the lovely Troll essence he was obtaining from -
Veneer gasped. "Floyd!"
As soon as his eyes landed on the Troll inside the perfume bottle that he was so ready to spritz on, the popstar knew something was wrong. Floyd was slumped against the side of the diamond's wall, eyes shut and mouth slightly agape. His hair suddenly looked much whiter in the lighting, and his skin even more transparent than usual.
"Oh no," Veneer whimpered, grabbing the bottle with shaky hands. "Oh no, no, no, no, please don't be dead!" It couldn't have happened, could it? He tapped the side of the diamond, trying to prompt some kind of response. But Floyd made no motions.
"Come on, little guy," Veneer whined, shaking the bottle a little and hoping that would work. But it didn't. Floyd was still limp, and failed to show any signs of life.
"Oh, nooo!" Veneer worried. "This is bad. This is, like, so SO bad!" He paced, looking like he was very concerned. "Now how am I gonna get that new car I want?" If Floyd was dead, then he couldn't use his talent to become famous, to get money, to then be able to buy the very expensive, important, and completely necessary things he needed!
"Oh, come on, buddy," Veneer pleaded. He unscrewed the top of the bottle and squeezed his finger within the opening so he could touch the top of Floyd's hair, hoping the Troll would react. "Don't be dead, Troll dude. Don't be dea-AHHHHGH! YOWCH!"
Veneer suddenly shouted, screaming in pain at the unexpected feel of teeth chomping down on his finger. And they weren't letting go! With great force, he flung the diamond from his hand and thrust it far away from him. It clattered and rolled, jostling the very alive Troll inside, and, with skilled commandeering, Floyd aimed for it to roll right towards the dressing room door. A door, that only now did Veneer realize was open.
"Sorry, Veneer!" Floyd politely called back, "It's nothing personal!"
Veneer nursed his finger and gasped. "Hey, get back here! Velvet's gonna kill me if you escape!"
"Not my problem!" Floyd shouted, already having hamster-rolled to the next corridor.
It was then that Veneer got to his senses. "Hey!" he cried again, then scrambled to his feet and hurried out the door after him.
Floyd had gotten a decent head start, but it soon became clear that the popstar had the advantage over him. With longer limbs, he was able to catch up pretty quickly.
I can't give up now! Floyd's conscience screamed at him. Sweet freedom was only a couple hallways away. And, while he held faith that John Dory had gone off to gather the brothers, he simply couldn't wait that long. His health was deteriorating rapidly, more than what he thought it might while awaiting his rescue, and action needed to be taken right away.
Luckily, there was a light at the end of the tunnel, in the form of a wet floor sign he spotted and a mopping janitor a couple of paces away from it. With Veneer still right on his tail, he directed himself over there, hoping that he would be too focused on catching Floyd to notice...
... and breathing a sigh of relief when he was right.
As soon as Veneer's diamond shoes made contact with the wet floor, the big creature flipped into the air as though he'd slipped on a banana peel and down he went. The janitor hardly batted an eye to what had happened, and just continued to work. Veneer, however, wasn't exactly stopped... but he was slowed down. He fumbled and slipped, trying to regain his footing but ending up just sliding along the floor after Floyd in a mess of flailing arms and legs. Floyd would've stopped to behold the ridiculous spectacle, maybe even laugh a little, but there was no time. As soon as he'd turned another corner, the exit was right there!
Just a little more, Floyd urged himself. He was getting a little tired, thanks to the fatigue of having his talent sucked out of him, but he pressed himself further. I can do it! He kept telling it to himself over and over.
I can do it!
Twenty feet away...
I can do it!
Fifteen feet away...
I can do it!
Ten feet away...
I can do it!
Five feet away...
I can -
"AH-HA! Gotcha!"
Floyd felt himself and the diamond being lifted up into the air suddenly by a very frazzled Veneer. He looked a bit wild-eyed, having had a difficult time trying to recover from his fall. But clearly, he had, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to foil Floyd's plans.
"Nice try, little guy," Veneer sneered. "But you're not gonna get away that easy. Not today, and not ever!" He started to laugh, but then winced, the pain in his finger throbbing again. "Ow... I'm gonna need a band-aid..."
He started to walk back to the dressing room, Floyd watching the entire time as the exit got further and further away, and feeling hope dwindle from him as he did so...
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A/N: Well, these are going to be all of my updates for now. I can't say for sure if I'll be updating sometime between now and the movie's release. As we know, the Junior Novel releases tomorrow, and that will give away a lot of spoilers for what happens in the movie. If I didn't get to write your request, know I can still rework your idea into some other fic in the future. I am going to be taking a much-needed break from writing now, and focus more on hyping for the movie with all the TV spots and other stuff that will come out. Still though, I'd like to thank you all for reading and commenting! I'm curious to know, which was your favorite oneshot and/or moment so far from what I've written? Feel free to let me know if you so choose! :D
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Trolls 3.0
FanfictionTrolls Band Together releases Nov 17th 2023, but who says fics can't be written of it beforehand? I present to you, a collection of oneshots depicting how some scenes could go down :)