The True King of Techno {Trolls World Tour}

Ch.13

I’m using an English-German accent translator for Dickory, since his German accent is heavier than Hickory’s. 

With Trollex: 

Trollex, now holding the trident, glanced around to make sure no one was around. The hot air balloon was stationed just outside of town, behind some buildings. It was a good thing it was a heavy sleeper too.

“Alright Coral. I’ll show you how to practice with a trident, but not for too long. I don’t want to get caught” said Trollex, floating over to where Coral was, the small Techno Troll smiling excitedly. 

Coral was sitting on the ground, waiting in anticipation. Beat was floating beside him, scowling. The Beat Drop Button fish had already seen Trollex fighting with a trident, and he was shocked to find out that he was better than he put himself out to be. Beat was just angry that Trollex wouldn’t admit it to the others, and would rather hide it than face his fears. 

Trollex took in a deep breath before clearing his head, his mind void of any thoughts. 

No flashbacks, no memories, nothing. 

All he did was focus on the trident as he began twirling it in his hand, switching it over to the other before jabbing one of the smaller cacti with it. The tridents three prongs stabbed right through it with ease. As Trollex pulled the trident out, the force of the pull caused the cactus to split, the top section breaking off and falling to the ground. 

Coral watched in awe, shocked and excited, being the first Techno Troll to see the former king fight with a trident. 

Beat, on the other hand, just continued to scowl, a little surprised as he raised a non-existent eyebrow. He didn’t actually think Trollex would do what he suggested. He had only been challenging the former king to see if he would. 

Trollex continued to use the trident, twirling it around and doing several spins as he continued to attack several more cactuses that were scattered around the area. 

What Trollex didn’t know was that someone was watching, hiding behind a pile of wooden boxes that was behind one of the buildings.

Dickory had been spying on the group since they arrived, wanting to find out why they were in Lonesome Flats. He had been absent when Delta told everyone in town about Trollex’s situation, so he had no idea why they were here. He had been forced to shovel manure from the barn after accidentally releasing the buffalos in a stampede that nearly destroyed the barn.

It technically WAS his fault, he just tried denying it. 

Dickory chuckled. 

Wait until the other Country Trolls find out that lovable cinnamon roll, King Trollex, can fight with a trident. 

With Poppy, Branch, and Hickory: 

The group of three had been walking through the small town, several Country Trolls having come out of their homes, feeling more comfortable with being out. 

Sure, they disliked the way Poppy, Branch, and Biggie performed a bunch of Pop songs when they first met, but they were beginning to get used to it now. 

“So Hickory, I noticed you and your brother were named after a nursery rhyme. Hickory Dickory Dock. Do you happen to have a sibling named Dock?” asked Branch curiously. 

Poppy gasped, looking up at her boyfriend. 

“Oh my gosh I never even noticed! Do you really?” exclaimed Poppy, turning to the Yodeler. 

Before Hickory could answer, Dickory came waltzing over to the group of three, a smug look on his face. 

“Dickory, I know that look on your face. What did you do?” asked Hickory suspiciously, crossing his arms.