Trolls 4

Part 1: Flashback; When Viva met Clay.

Clay stood at the foot of an abandoned Bergan Golf Course, Viva by his side. What Clay knew of Viva was very little, but he did know that she was brave and a Princess of the Pop Trolls. Viva smiled shyly, glancing over at Clay, her eyes glimmering like diamonds.

'Hey, Clay right?' Viva asked, excitement rising in her voice, 'oh, you're... THE one from, Oooh Brozone!'

Clay smiled briefly, before realising the question she had asked him.

'Oh, yeah... I... yeah. I'm trying to forget that life,' he said, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly, 'You're Viva, right? To be honest I kinda am... uh... feel bad about you being separated from your dad.'

Viva smiled, so hugely that all of her brightly white teeth popped up. Viva hugged Clay so tight, he sort-of loved it.

When he finally broke from her TIGHT hug, she said, 'Yeah, but as long as I'm determined and keep believing I'll be fine.'

Clay wished he had her courage, though he didn't say so.

'OH MY GOSH! Let's like be BEST friends,' Viva said enthusiastically.

Clay smiled, nodded and hid his HUGER smile under his hand, Viva was right. He walked over to a beautiful garden blooming with life, right next to where Viva was singing.

(Viva)

Tonight
I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive
And the world, I'll turn it inside out, yeah
I'm floating around in happiness, so

Don't stop me now
Don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky like a tiger
Defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car, passing by like NARWHAL
I'm gonna go, go, go, there's no stopping me

(Clay and Viva)

We're burnin' through the sky, yeah
200 degrees, that's why they call us the Fahrenheits
we're travelling at the speed of light
we wanna make supersonic trolls out of you

We're having such a good time
We're having a ball
(Don't stop us now) if you wanna have a good time
Just give us a call

'Cause we're having a good time
(Don't stop me now) yes, we're havin' a good time
We don't wanna stop at all, yeah

We're a rocket ship on our way to Mars on a collision course
We're a satellite, we're out of control
We're a race machine ready to go like an atom bomb
About to whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh, explode

We're burnin' through the sky, yeah
200 degrees, that's why they call us the Fahrenheits
We're travelling at the speed of light
We wanna make supersonic trolls out of you

hey-hey-hey
(Don't stop us, don't stop us, ooh-ooh-ooh) we like it
(Don't stop us, don't stop us) have a good time, good time
(Don't stop us, don't stop us) oh
Let loose, honey, alright

(Viva)

Oh, I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah
200 degrees, that's why they call me Mrs Fahrenheit, hey
I'm travelling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic troll out of you (hey, hey)

(Clay)

I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
(Don't stop me now) if you wanna have a good time (ooh, alright)
Just give me a call

yes, I'm havin' a good time
I don't wanna stop at all

(Viva and Clay)

Ah, da-da-da-da- da-da-ah-ah
Ah-da-da, ah-ah-ah
Ah, da-da, da-da-da-da-ah-ah
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

*Clay and Viva finish dancing and singing holding hands.*

Clay looked up at Viva, the minute he noticed his hand in hers.

Viva looked up too and said, 'Somehow, I think things will be okay.'

Clay smiled, 'Me too,' as he lay a kiss on her cheek.

Viva laughed and looked at him, 'Clay, I know we haven't known each other for very long but I think that the world is about to change.'

Clay looked confusedly up at Viva, gripping even tighter to her hand. He spotted a flower, temporarily breaking from her grip to pick it up and hand it to Viva.

Viva giggled, 'It's beautiful Clay.'

Clay gripped her hand again and said, 'Well yeah and the flower doesn't look to bad itself.'

Viva smiled, 'Clay?' Viva paused, 'Thank you.'

Clay found himself smiling once more and walked off with Viva to sit on a tree branch. The sun was setting so beautifully, the sunset was a million paint palettes blended into the next. Clay thought happily, it matches Viva's personality so well.