Prologue

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Third Person POV

"Once upon a time... in a happy forest, in the happiest tree... lived the happiest creatures the world has ever known. The Trolls. They loved nothing more than to sing, and dance, and hug. Dance, and hug, and sing, and dance, and sing, and hug, and dance...and hug, and dance, and sing, and hug, and dance, and hug...But then one day, the Trolls were discovered by...a Bergen! The Bergens didn't know how to sing...or dance...or even hug. They were the most miserable creatures in all the land. And once they saw how happy the Trolls were... they wanted some of that happiness for themselves." Prince PJ read from a scrapbook. 

"Oh my god!"  Smidge said. 

"Eating a Troll made them feel so happy... they started a tradition. Once a year, every year...the Bergens would gather around the Troll Tree...to taste happiness...on a holiday they called... Trollstice." Prince PJ continued. 

Then the little bergen prince, Prince Gristle is riding his little tricycle through the castle and up the stairs to his father's room. 

Prince Gristle broke down and goes flying through the air and landed on top of his father. 

"Good morning, Daddy! Daddy, wake up! Daddy, wake up! Wake up! Wake up, Daddy! Wake up, Daddy. Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy, wake up!" Prince Gristle exclaimed, pulling some of his father's chest hair off. 

The king screams in pain and then grabs Prince Gristle who was jumping on him. 

"Gristle! What time is it?" His father asked. 

"It's Trollstice!" Prince Gristle exclaimed. 

The king opened the castle doors all dressed and carrying Prince Gristle in his arm. 

"Trollstice! Our one day to be happy." The king exclaimed as Prince Gristle screamed in excitement. 

"Trolls! Trolls! Trolls! Trolls! Trolls! Trolls!" The people of Bergen chanted as they walked toward the troll tree.

Two chefs sprayed lighter fluid on two grills.  

"Please give it up for your Keeper of the Trolls...your Minister of Happiness...your Royal Chef...Me." Chef stated, introducing herself. 

The chef made sparks on the two grills with two knives and made fire fly high into the sky. 

"This is a very special Trollstice...as there is one amongst us who has never tasted a Troll." Chef stated as she pointed to Prince Gristle with her troll staff that had the head of a troll with X's for eyes. 

"Ooh, me! She is talking about me!" Prince Gristle exclaimed. 

"Prince Gristle...the time has come." Chef stated. 

"It's okay, son. I remember being nervous my first time." The king said. 

"Okay!" Prince Gristle exclaimed, whispering. 

"That's my boy!" The king exclaimed, whispering, giving Prince Gristle 2 thumbs up. 

"It is my sacred duty...to initiate you in the ways of true happiness." Chef stated, opening the cage around the troll tree. 

"I have chosen an extra-special Troll, just for you. The happiest, the most positive...sweetest Troll of all. And because every prince deserves a friend...I give you the one they call Prince Peppy." Chef stated.

Prince Gristle snatched the troll from Chef's hand. 

"Please make me happy, Prince Peppy." Prince Gristle said, as he put the troll into his mouth. 

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