Trolls: The Beta Goes On (Vocisoffaun version)

Archer Pastry's mental Journal part 1

Archer Patry's POV

Ok, so I'm doing this? Alright might as well tell my story. My name is Archer Pastry and I'm fifteen years old. I used to be called Kaboom but that's over now. And I was once a member of a pack of hooligans called the Party Crashers. We would travel going from party to party, depleting parties of their fun and making people miserable.

I was once a scout for them, along with my colleague, Peter.  My job is to spy on the Pop trolls in their village, track down their behaviour, find their weaknesses and exploit them. Unfortunately, I was caught in kept in a fun dungeon, as they called it,  for a month. I used to have this kind of tough guy, bad boy, bully bravado, making fun of trolls in a mean way. I had hoped it would drive them crazy, being annoying and all, and give me a chance to escape. But these trolls are so forgiving and determined to make me their friend. The only thing that I thought was torture back then was them trying to be my friend; having slumber parties, telling stories, scrapbooking, and playing games like truth or dare. I think the trolls figured out that telling stories was my personal favourite, all thanks to a pretty cool kid named Keith. At first, I was annoyed but then something changed in me. I used to have this kind of tough guy, bad boy, bully bravado, making fun of trolls in a mean way. It felt nice that people cared about me, so much that they were willing to be my friend. I never had this kind of connection when I was with the Party Crashers. I was seen as the butt of the jokes because I was sensitive. The only feeling I ever felt was manipulation from my jerk of a brother, Bash.

The chance I had to escape, I went through a dark and dangerous forest and had a change of heart. I made friends and stopped the Party Crashers, even though I had to fake being mean and a traitor and backstabber. Peter helped too. He had a change of heart as well. After I got introduced to becoming part of the Pop Troll tribe, I knew I was going to go through a lot of changes; hug time and lots of singing and dancing. 

I asked Peter and the rest of the Party Crashers tribe who did not get ejected by Branch's traps to join us, but they decided that it was time for a new leaf and to make up for their mistakes. I earned a lot of respect from those guys, and it feels good. Almost as good as getting a new home.

Once I was welcomed into the tribe, Queen Poppy and her friends offered to find a pod for me to live in. It was quite a nice pod. It was green and brown, the same as my clothes. 

I was like "So this is it. This is my new life in a new home. I think I'm going to love it here".

The first thing that the Snack Pack did for me after finding my new pod was to buy new clothes. I don't know what was the point, I mean trolls practically wear the same clothing every day. But since they were so eager to help I couldn't help but give in. 

I've never been shopping before, normally I just steal things. Buying what I chose and liked was a brand-new feeling. And I don't know how to explain it, but it felt kinda nice having to choose instead of stealing. The shopping was not that exciting, I only bought like five sets of clothing.

Adjusting to this troll life, it's not going to be easy. I realise that. I usually go to Branch for advice. He and I have a lot more in common than we thought, like adjusting to a new life.

"Well, all I can say is that it's not going to be easy",  he bluntly told me, "There are going to be times when you have to get out of your comfort zone, no matter how much you don't like it. But by the end of the day, you realise it was worth it, and you do like it. Especially if you get to do it with the person you care most about".

Obviously, he was thinking about Poppy in that last part. I mean even I can see that he and her have a connection, like a more than friends connection.

And you know what, he's right. Maybe it will be worth it to be a apart of the troll community.