True Colours

Chapter 2 - Everybody

"Twenty years ago today, King Peppy made us safe."

Back in the present, an older Popper, with a blue headband to match his blue shirt and shorts, smiled down at some young Troll children. They all attentively listened as he began to finish with the tale of the Trolls' great escape from the Bergens.

"And now every Troll is free to be happy and live in perfect..."

🎵Popper: "Harmony."

🎵Popper and a kid: "Harmony."

🎵Popper and two kids: "Harmony!"

"And that's why we hug every hour." One kid stated, happily ending the story.

"Yep."

"I wish it was every half hour." Another kid sadly added.

"So do I." Popper agreed as he went to put the book back in its proper place. "But that wouldn't leave much time for singing and dancing, now would it?"

"Prince Popper, do the Bergens still want to eat us?"

"You bet!" Popper stated rather cheerfully, making all the kids fearfully gasp, but he quickly added, "But just because it's the only way they'll ever be happy."

A little Troll boy nervously licked his arm before crying out, "Oh, no. I do taste delicious."

"Isn't there anything else to make them happy?"

"What about having birthday parties?"

"Or slumber parties?"

"Or staring at your parents while they sleep." A small kid creepily commented, disturbing the others in the process.

"But I don't want to be food."

"Don't worry. No Troll ever will be." Popper reassured, deciding now was the perfect time to remind them of the big event happening that day. "And that's why we're celebrating with the biggest party ever. Everybody's gonna be there."

"Everybody?" The creepy kid asked, somehow appearing out of Popper's hair.

But Popper, played along, imitating the kid's unsettling voice as he responded, "Everybody."

With that said, Popper pulled out his cowbell and began to rhythmically bang it. The kids started bobbing along to the beat as the walls of the kindergarten opened up. And, at that, Popper began to sing.

🎵Popper: "Everybody, move your hair and feel united. Oh!"

He moved to the beat of his bell as he moved forward, and all the other Trolls began to take notice. He flicked his hair as he tossed his cowbell to the side, danced down the stairs, then hopped over to a wide vine and cheerfully slid down.

🎵Popper: "Everybody, shake your hair and feel united. Oh!"

He stretched out his pink hair, making it grow longer as he used it to grab a nearby branch. This allowed him to swing around in a loop before hopping off the vine slide, posing proudly in the air.

🎵Popper: "Yeah, everybody's coming to the celebration."

Popper was suddenly dressed up as a basket, with a bunch of invitations inside of it. As he rapped, he began to hand out invites to every Troll he passed, even putting two in between two Trolls that were about to kiss, who all grinned and happily accepted them.

🎵Popper: "I'ma hook you up with the invitation. Let your hair swing and party with me. No bad vibes just love, you'll see."