Meanwhile, Barb and her peers were still partying in their angler buses when...well, do any of you remember that little hairy monster that infiltrated Pop Village? No? What about when Poppy covered it in glitter? Yes? Okay! Well, it went into the angler bus Barb and her peers were in, but she was in for a surprise.
Barb: Wait...is that...Debbie?!
Riff: Ohhhhh that's a lot of glitter.
The tiny creature flew into Barb's arms and she hugged it tightly.
Barb: No!!! What did they do to you, my hairy little baby?! Come here, come here, come here...
Riff: Gnarly...
Barb then directed her attention to the invitation that the little creature had in its mouth. She examined it closely.
Barb: What is this?! Pop Trolls?!
She ripped the invitation open and read it out loud.
Barb: "Dear Barb, can't wait to meet you, I have tons of great party ideas."
King Thrash: I like that.
Barb: "Maybe you and I can even be best friends." Best friends?! Is she making fun of me?! No one says that!
Some of the Rock Trolls pretended to understand everything she was saying, but it turns out that Rock Trolls have a very short attention span.
Barb: Friendship takes time and years of mutual care and respect. You don't just become best friends. Plus, everyone knows I already have a ton of friends, like Carol! Right, Carol?
Apparently, Barb's friend, Carol, was too busy spraying cheese spray in her mouth to hear what she had to say.
Barb: Okay, you're busy, that's fine. Love you, Carol!
Barb sighed and didn't say anything for a few moments, until she heard a sizzle, was there an explosion about to happen? She looked at the invitation, was it a bomb? It was sizzling! But instead of that, it spout out glitter, right in Barb's face.
🎶 Trolls just wanna have fun 🎶
That didn't appease Barb, it just made her even more upset. Riff and King Thrash slowly backed up on the wheelchair sensing one of her breakdowns.
Riff: Gnarly...!
Barb: Pop music isn't even real music! It's bland! It's repetitive! The lyrics are empty! Worst of all, it crawls into your head like an earworm!!!!!
Things were getting ugly, Barb started smashing everything in her rage, and even cut the couch in half with a chainsaw.
Barb: You know, and you can't get it out, uh, I'm tired now. Whew! Hating things takes a lot of energy.
But that wasn't it, King Thrash started singing the song that played on the invitation.
Barb: No, no! Look what their music just did to Dad.
Desperate to snap her father out of it, Barb shoved a juice box in his mouth.
Barb: Daddy? Come back. Come back to me, Daddy!
She began to lose it after just one little taste of pop music.
Barb: No one does this to Dad, and no one makes fun of Queen Barb! Popsicle, you have a lot of explaining to do if-
To Barb's surprise, Poppy wasn't in the cell, how long had she been gone for? And did someone let her out?
Barb: Alright, who let the queen of pop escape?!
The other Rock Trolls looked around awkwardly and pointed to each other.
Barb: You know what? Doesn't matter, 'cause I'm getting her back!
Riff: Uh...what?
Barb: She has the audacity to send me an invitation and claim to be my best friend, and now she needs to pay! Also, I kinda need her for the world tour thing, so yeah, I'm not letting her go that easily.
Riff: So...
Barb looked at the invitation and picked it up roughly.
Barb: I need the pop queen back, and I know who's gonna help me.
With that, Barb recruited 4 other kinds of Trolls known as the Bounty Hunters, known for their skilled hunting and clever stealth.
Chaz, the Smooth Jazz Troll
The Reggaeton Trolls
The K-Pop Gang
The Yodelers
Barb explained what the mission was to the recruited trolls.
Barb: Okay. As you probably know, I'm bringing a tidal wave of rock across this land of ours. And soon there will be nothing but hard rock as far as the ear can hear. Whoever brings me Queen Poppy gets to keep their very own music in their very own territory. Right...over...here.
she pointed at the Troll Kingdom Map showing a tiny island that was barely noticeable.
Tresillo: I don't know, it looks pretty tiny.
Barb: You want it or not? All you have to do is find Queen Poppy, and bring her right to me!
The Bounty Hunters all agreed to the mission, despite the little thing they would get in return.
Barb: Dude, where are the yodelers?
Riff: I heard a rumor, uh, that they yodeled so hard, an avalanche fell on 'em...or something.
Barb: Well, I don't pay you to hear!
Riff: Actually, I'm doing this for...college credit.
Barb: Whatever, but...if anyone can find Queen Poppy for me, it's the yodelers.
Barb held the invitation over a candle and it immediately burned up, the music becoming disoriented. She continued with her world tour, waiting to have Poppy back in her custody.
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Trolls World Tour: Alternate Story
AdventureI had a lot of fun rewriting the first Trolls movie, I thought about redoing the second movie as well. I hope you guys enjoy it!
