TROLLS-- While Foundations Crumble (A Clay Fanfiction)

The Mystery Of The Bouys

For those who read my last story, I just found out that I had written the same series of jokes in two different parts of it! When I post stuff I usually don't have time to reread it, so I was today and was all "oh shoot!!" XD, but I fixed it so thx for being sweet and not saying anything! 😋

Another flashback and silly story! *sniff* I love BroZone so much IM SRY I CANT WITH'EM🥹

It was a sunny and bright Saturday afternoon. The perfect afternoon to go get an ice cream with friends. Maybe even just stay inside and play a few boardgames. It was just that kind of day where fighting was not an option.

And on these days, Grandma Rosiepuff always took us to the beach.

Okay, it was a bay, but it felt like a beach to us. It was the closest thing to one for trolls that lived in a tree.

We'd pack bologna sandwiches and lemonade, get in our bathing suits (John Dory always wore his scuba outfit), and stroll to the bay singing songs a professional boyband shouldn't really be singing.

Sometimes it was "Herman the Worm" sometimes it was "Baby Shark."

This particular day it was "Beans Are Good For Your Heart."

"Beans! Beans!" shouted Spruce.

"Good For Ya heart!" added John Dory.

"The More You Eat!" I screeched.

"The More You Fart!" continued Floyd.

"The More You Fart," giggled Bitty B from Grandma's hip, where he was being held.

"The Better You Feel!" John Dory sang.

Then we'd all finish triumphantly, "BEANS, BEANS, FOR EVERY MEAL!!"

Grandma sighed and shook her head. Trolls we passed stared at us as if we were totally insane.

We were. But we didn't care. It was a wonderful day, we weren't onstage, there was nothing to hide.

Finally we reached Troll Village Bay.

"LESSSSGOOOOOOO!!!" we all shouted, running past Grandma through the sand toward the water.

"Don't go past the bouys!!" Grandma shouted, which was her usual warning. She set Bitty B down. "They're going to go past the bouys, aren't they?" She sighed and shrugged.

Branch toddled over to us and Floyd swung him up and carried him into the water with us.

JD put on his goggles and went under the water, blowing air bubbles up to us.

I ripped a vine of a water reed and, as soon as John popped his head back up, I screamed, 
"WATER SNAKE!!" and placed the reed on his head.

"AUGHHHHHHHH 😱😱😱AUGGHHHHHH!!!" John screeched like a girl, scrambling around in the water to escape the reed.

Within 15 seconds he realized it was a joke and glared at me. 

The rest of us laughed. "You should've seen your face!!"

John checked his nails sassily. "I'm sorry I didn't want to die 😑💅."

"Aww, Clay's sorry, right, Clay?" Floyd sniffed, trying to hide his laughter, gesturing me to apologize.

"Boy, don't go puttin' words in my mouth," I said plainly.

Spuce chuckled and nudged me happily, rubbing my hair. "Leave him alone, guys. He was just having some fun."