Trolls World Tour

Life in Pink and Blue

"Gosh, where are they?" Poppy wondered, pacing back and forth as she waited for the other leaders to come. "Poppy, we can't wait any longer, Thrash is probably on his way over here now with his army, we have to get the stages ready and perform the medley" Branch said, Barb came up to them, "GUYS! I JUST CHECKED THE FOREST! THE ROCK TROLLS ARE CLOSING IN! WE HAVE TO GET READY!!" she yelled.

Branch shared a look with Poppy, "Poppy, come on, we can't wait, they'll just need to click catch up when they can" he said, "Get All the trolls together, tell them to get ready for the medley"

"We can't do it yet! Not until Everyone is here!" Poppy yelled back, just then the trees behind them rustled, from it came all the leaders, Delta carrying Trollzart on her back. "QUICK! SOMEONE PLAY A SONG!" Delta yelled, Trollzart groaned in pain as he was gently placed on the ground, slowly turning gray.

The trolls all gasped at Trollzart as he tried to sit up but fell back down, Pennywhistle flew over in a panic, she put her hands over her mouth in shock. "Mr Trollzart?" She quietly asked, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest and fell down to the ground, her golden hue fading away. Soon, the other Classical trolls began to fall from the sky, all turning grey. "AHHH!! QUICK CATCH THEM!" Poppy yelled, all the trolls dashing about to catch the falling trolls, "What do we do!? Classical is a hard genre to replicate, how are we suppose to help them?" Branch asked, Poppy looked at all the trolls, none made a move. To them, Classical was actually very hard to try and play without taking their own little twist on it and staying faithful to the original.

Just then, Chaz rushed over, still holding his saxophone. "I heard the commotion! What's going on?" he asked, Poppy blinked at him, "What are you doing here?"

"I was brought here to help, I have clearly caught you at a bad time though"

"You pushed me off of an aircraft"

"Actually, I tranquilized you and your big blue friend fell on you and pushed you over the edge"

"Well it's still your faul-"

"Poppy! Enough!" Branch spoke, breaking up the conversation, "It doesn't matter who was at fault for something that happened days ago, right now, we need to focus on curing the classical trolls and I think that Chaz is our ticket" he said, pointing to Chaz. The latter blinked in confusion. "I'm sorry? Me?" he asked, Branch nodded, "You have a lot in common with the Classical trolls...come on Chaz give it a go?" 

Chaz looked at Branch then at Trollzart and the other classical trolls, he gave a sigh and shrugged his shoulders, "I...I suppose I could try", "Thank you, and hurry, I don't know how much time we have left until the Rock trolls arrive," Branch said.

Chaz pulled out his Saxophone and played a little trill on it, from it came an indigo stream of light that glided throughout the village. Chaz continued playing, soon floating up onto the stream and clicking his fingers to an unknown beat, he saw that the stream was passing over the Classical trolls and a few of them were beginning to regain their color, but for him to help all of the trolls, he needed to add the final piece, the cherry on top.

With a click of his fingers, his Saxophone floated away on the stream and he began to sing. 

(Chaz)

Hold me close and hold me fast

The magic spell you cast