True Colours

Chapter 17 - Everyone Deserves To Be Happy

"Trolls! Trolls! Trolls!"

The dining room full of Bergens loudly chanted. From the biggest Bergen to the smallest baby Bergen. All raising their fists and banging their knives and forks, as Bridget entered the room with the Troll pot, all in a frenzy for their Trollstice feast.

"Wait!" Gristle suddenly exclaimed. "Chef, shouldn't we wait for Lady Glittersparkles?"

Bridget gazed at him, quite surprised and touched by his words.

But it was somewhat ruined as Chef responded, "Oh, you are absolutely right." Then turned to speak to the chanting crowd, "Now, everyone, there will be no Trolls until the king's plus one has arrived."

The crowd's excitement quickly turned to frustration. They booed and yelled out their complaints. Bridget's face fell, knowing that the person Gristle was waiting for would not be showing.

Meanwhile, the chef had a malicious smile upon her face, seeing everyone's displeasure towards the king.

"Unless..." She uncaringly mused.

"Unless, what?"

"Well, unless she doesn't come at all. But that's crazy talk. Who wouldn't wanna be with you?"

At her words, the crowd began to mutter and mumble, the seeds of doubt starting to grow in all of them. And Bridget could only watch as the hope in Gristle's eyes began to fade.

With a saddened expression, he placed the roller skate down on the table and hesitantly agreed, "Yeah. Maybe we should start."

"Trolls! Trolls! Trolls!"

...

"Trolls! Trolls! Trolls!"

The Trolls all chanted as they used the old escape tunnels from the old Troll tree, making their way out of Bergen Town, with Cooper, Biggie, and Mr Dinkles led the way out.

Meanwhile, at the entrance by the Troll tree, Popper, (Y/N), and Branch were making sure every last Troll was entering the tunnel and making sure no one got left behind.

"Go! Come on. Hurry!" (Y/N) instructed while her brother helped the remaining Trolls into the tunnel.

"Come on. Everybody let's go. No Troll left behind!" Popper instructed.

As the last Troll rushed into the escape tunnel, Popper turned to face the castle. His expression fell, thinking back on Bridget and her noble sacrifice. He slowly walked over to the edge of the Troll tree, catching the siblings' attention.

"Popper?" (Y/N) questioned.

"Bridget just ruined her life to save ours. It's not right! She deserves to be happy as much as we do. They all do."

...

"All right, everybody. Who's ready to eat Trolls?" Chef loudly asked, and a wave of cheers answered back.

Only Gristle didn't respond, staring sadly at the roller skate.

"King Gristle." Chef announced as she began snapping open the latches of the pot's lid. "There is only one thing that will ever make you happy and only one Bergen who can provide it."

She flung open the pot and proudly gestured to it.

"Bon appetit!"

But, to her and everyone else's horror, it was empty!

"They're gone!"

"Gone!?"

"They're gone?"

"Idget..." Chef immediately accused, slamming down the pot's lid as she stalked towards the tiny Bergen girl. "What did you do? You ate them! You greedy, greedy pig."