Chapter 2: Disappearance.

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Dating a Troll when you're a human is interesting to say the least. There were a lot of differences between the two species, from what each one could eat to the times they thought it was appropriate to sing at (like four in the morning on a saturday). But then there was also the size difference.
Now this wasn't that big of a problem at first since you could actually change sizes with the help of a hug time bracelet you had. You were gifted it from a group of funk Trolls to help you on your travels a long time ago and held on to it ever since. Everytime you would see Floyd (back when you were just friends) you would be in your smaller form. You never told him your "big" secret until about a week into dating him.

It felt wrong to not tell him, like if you were dating someone who was secretly a giant you would want to know about it too. But you were also scared that this would ruin the relationship you had built with him.

In the end you decide he deserved the truth and to just get it over and done with.

The next day you had taken him into the woods to a clearing and told him. At first Floyd thought you were pulling his leg or something, laughing at your supposed joke until you actually showed him.

Floyd didn't have the reaction you wanted. He ended up screaming and running away before you could explain more. Which was appropriate all things considered. After a half hour of talking to him (in your smaller form) you were finally able to convince him that he was going to be fine and that you weren't going to hurt him. You must have apologized to him about scaring him a hundred times afterward.

Luckily Floyd soon forgave and reassured you that it was alright. He wasn't mad, just a little shocked about everything. You two even joke about it from time to time now.

That's one of the reasons you loved him so much. Always there for you to reassure that everything was fine. He was just such a great boyfriend to have.

You always do the same for him, it's the least you could do for him. But for a while you have been wanting to do something extra special for him. Something that would really show how much you appreciate him.

You had decided that you wanted to take him out on a date night around the little village you both lived in. It was going to take place after one of the shows he did for his solo career and you couldn't have been more ecstatic to tell him.

Just before he was going to leave you gave him a big warm hug goodbye wishing him luck like you always did. He chuckled and laughed happily giving the hug back before walking down the path to the road. Now all alone in the house all you could do was sit and wait for him to come back.

But he never did.

Sitting on the tiny couch you closely watched the clock tick on wondering when Floyd would be back. An hour had passed since the time he had promised he would be back by and you were starting to get worried about him.

Floyd had never been the type to run off without some kind of explanation or get lost easily. Something must have happened to him but you just couldn't figure out what.

Once two hours had passed it was already too late to go out and ask if anyone had seen him, so with a feeling of absolute dread you went to bed for the night. You had to tell yourself again and again that he was fine and would be back by morning before you could finally get some shut eye.

But when you woke up the next day he still wasn't home. You had searched all around the house and even outside a little. Panicking, you try to think of a plan to find him.

These Trolls didn't have a police station that you could report a missing person to so you had to go around knocking on different Trolls doors asking if they had seen Floyd last night. None of them had but some of them did offer to help you make missing posters if you still couldn't find him. After talking to almost everyone you went back home and waited for some good news to come.

On the second day of Folyd being missing you and a bunch more Trolls were making the missing posters they promised. They were made of felt instead of paper and had the same picture you and Floyd had taken together on the bed.

It was so sad to see such a happy photo being used for someone's missing poster. The other Trolls in the village consoled and comforted you about what had happened, saying that he would be back before you know it.

You felt so empty. The person you loved for almost the last half a year was gone and you couldn't do anything but hope that he would find his way back.

The days turned into weeks and the weeks into a month and it started to feel like he really did just vanish into thin air. The last month you had been a bit of a mess. You know Floyd wouldn't have wanted you and the house to go into disrepair so you would go out and clean the house as much as possible even if it's hard sometimes.

One day you were out on a walk to try and clear your head. It always seemed to help as some of your worries hid away and you could finally think straight, much to your relief. About halfway through this walk in particular you overheard some people or Tolls talking to each other.

"Can someone please tell me why we just made a stop in the middle of nowhere?" A male in a deep voice you didn't recognise asked. "I bet this place doesn't even have a name."

"yeah why did you stop Rhonda here John?" another young male asked, confusion written into every word. "I don't think this is where Clay would be."

A few seconds later yet another male voice said, "Because look! There's a missing poster for Floyd here. I wonder why?"

The mention of Floyd's name made your heart skip a beat as you began to walk over to where the voices were. Turning around a corner you see a small group of about four Trolls all looking over one of the missing posters you had put up.

"I don't know, maybe this is where he lives." a purple haired Troll said.

"Maybe but who's that next to him?" one of them with a leaf jacket pointed at you in the photo.

"That's me." you blurted out.

They all simultaneously turned around to face you in surprise.

Your heart leaps again at the sudden attention put on you. "Um... I-I knew Floyd quite well before he went missing," you explain awkwardly.

"Really?" A pink one spoke up, "how did you know him?" she tilted her head.

"Um, we were dating for a while actually." you said looking between them at their slightly astounded faces. They probably weren't aware Floyd was in a relationship. "How did you know him?" you asked.

The one with a pair of goggles said dramatically "he was our brother, but he was kidnapped by two superstars named Velvet and Veneer."

"What?!" you yelled without meaning to. "He was kidnapped? Is he ok? wh-why would someone kidnap Floyd?" you stumbled out.

The Trolls seemed a little surprised by your sudden reaction but it was to be expected so they continued talking, "They've been taking Floyd's singing talent and using it for themselves." the dark hair one spoke up.

"What-how can someone take away your singing? Where is he?" you say urgently.

"He's being held in a place called Mount Rageous." the one with the goggles told you.

You couldn't have had any more activity going on inside you even if you had been than ant hill. All that sadness and misery you had felt had turned into anger now that it had something to point at now.

Hundreds of questions whipped around your head all at the same time. How dare they take Floyd away for such selfish wants? Who did they even think they were? Why couldn't you have just been there with him that night? How were you going to help him get back?

"Hey," said the pink with a hand on your shoulder. She seemed quite concerned for you, probably because you had gone completely quiet for the past few seconds. "We are actually on our way to go save him. If you want you could join us." she smiled at you.

You make eye contact with her as your brain tosses around the suggestion.

This might be the only chance you might ever get to save him. You don't think you could ever forgive yourself if you didn't at least try. You were going to do something about this.

"Yeah." You nod your head, "I can come with you guys."

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