On a beautiful Saturday morning, the trolls were having a wonderful time in their homes, and in town.Except for Floyd, Floyd HATED Saturday mornings for one reason.
"THE ROYAL MEETINGS SUCK!" Floyd said trying to reason with his wife.
"Ok, I see where you are coming from. But! We aren't skipping any.Unless if something terrible happens." Barb said.
"I can make something terrible happen." Floyd replied.
"If something terrible happens, unexpectedly.Not caused by someone on purpose." Barb added on, glaring at Floyd.
"Bu-" Floyd was interrupted by barb. "You're an idiot."
"I'm your idiot, " Floyd said."FOREVRRRR!"He said pointing at his wedding ring.
"We are NOT skipping." Barb said rolling her eyes playfully.
"But Whyyyyyyy!" Floyd whined.
"Listen, you're going, rather I have to drag you, or you walk. You. Are. Going." Barb replied as Floyd rolled his eyes mad.
"You can't even drag me if you tried." Floyd replied to his wife's reasoning.
"Oh, but I can." Barb said folding her arms.
"Betcha can't." Floyd told her, stopping walking and standing.
"Bet!" Barb said grabbing Floyd's arm and marching towards the Royal meeting pod.Floyd just slowly walked behind his wife, but had to speed up considering he almost tripped. Multiple times.
"Ok, ok. I see your point, but I don't wanna go." Floyd said unethsasticly. Barb stopped and slowly turned her head towards her husband, as her Pupils slowly narrowed into a narrow groove."We.Are.Going.To.The.Dang.Meeting."
Barb said sternly.
"Ok! Ok! We'll go! Jeez" Floyd said walking into the Royal meeting Pod.with barb following.
