Happy To Know You, Grumpy

The Quest Begins!

All in Jollywood lay thick, colorless clouds, hanging low, covering most of the townspeople's homes and part of the castle too. The 7D stared out in shock, watching almost as if they were hypnotized at what they saw: Every dwarf from Jollywood marched in straight lines. Some dwarfs were forced into the 7D's mine, digging up jewels for Queen Hilda, whereas others were forced to pull off and destroy the Christmas decorations, much to Happy's displeasure.

Happy dropped his guitar, he gasped over-exaggerately. "WHAT ARE THEY DOING?" He screamed, his Christmas spirit getting to the best of him. Happy was about to rush over to the townsfolk and stop them from ruining the decorations further, but Grumpy quickly caught hold of his hand.

"Happy," Grumpy whispered, pulling him behind a bush where the rest of the gang were already hiding. "We can't let anyone see us, especially Hilda!"

Happy nodded solemnly. Happy STILL wanted to rush over to the townsfolk, but he knew better.

While still holding Happy's hand to console him, Grumpy turned to face Doc. "Well... you're the Mr. Smarty-pants. What do we do?"

Doc peered out from behind the bush to catch a glimpse of the condition the Queen's castle was in. He quickly brought his face back to the other's as he sucked his teeth in fear. "I-uh... I don't know..."

Gasps and small murmurs of worry erupted from the gang, until Happy interrupted it. Happy's stomach growled loudly, making Happy grimace.

"We also have that to deal with..." Grumpy said, gesturing towards Happy's stomach. Happy took hold of Grumpy's hand again and squeezed it. Grumpy glanced down at this interaction.

"Why are you holding my hand, Happy?"

"I get touchy when I'm hungry."

Starchbottom stared up at the castle, very worried for his poor Queen Delightful, who technically wasn't Queen anymore. But Lord Starchbottom, Delightful's best advisor, would NOT allow Hilda to dethrone the Queen without a fight.

Unfortunately, however, Starchy wasn't a good fighter, and he has a extreme phobia of the dark.

Night was beginning to fall, but it was still hours before midnight, so the 7D knew they had plenty of time to kick Queen Hilda out and bring the true Queen back to her royal throne.

Starchy began biting his nails as he stared up at the castle. Bashful was flipping out. Sneezy cried out in worry as he gripped Sleepy's shoulders and shook Sleepy back and forth, causing his snoozey friend to get dizzy. Happy was giggling nervously. Every time Happy's stomach growled louder, Happy would grab Grumpy's hand tightly, much to Grumpy's annoyance.

"Focus 7D!" Doc shouted, flailing his arms around, delirious. "We have to save the Queen and all of you are going crazy! But we have to stay calm. We're the 7D. We all work as a team. And I'm quite certain that we can save Delightful no matter WHAT happens. Are you with me?!" Doc set his hand in front of everyone, hoping they'd get the hint and put their hands on top of his.

Dopey whistled to say he agreed. He placed his hand over Doc's first with a hopeful smile. Doc smiled back and then turned back to the other's. "Anyone else?"

Bashful nodded widely. He put his hand on Dopey's.

Happy smiled softly, trying to ignore the pain and cramps he received from not eating, he lay his hand next.

Grumpy, of course responded the same way, placing his hand on Happy's. Then Sleepy and Sneezy followed along. Starchy was the only one who didn't. Everyone looked up at him with questioning eyes.

"Ummm... Starchy... you gonna do something?" Sneezy asked.

Starchy nodded. "Of course I want to save Queen Delightful, but... No offense... it's just..." Lord Starchbottom trailed off, looking off in a distance.