Crystal Facets

Cooper

Cooper had always felt a little bit out of place in Pop village, being the only one that looked like he did. The Pop trolls had never seemed to mind much, but he had noticed that king Peppy was always avoiding talking to him at length. That part was easy to deal with, what wasn't was the constant noise he had to filter through.

He didn't realize it, but he had the ability to hear the heart song within a troll, which helped him in learning more about whoever he's talking with. The drawback was that he had absolutely no idea how to filter it out completely.

He had always assumed other trolls had to deal with this too, but were simply better at controlling it than he was. But for the first time, he didn't feel as different as usual. He had found the brother he never even known he'd had!

Darnell, or D. as he preferred he be called, looked almost identical to himself, but that wasn't the only thing they shared.

Coop was so used to the style of music he heard from the Pop trolls, that he had found his own song rather strange. It had an odd melody he had never heard before, until now that is. D. seemed to have a near exact match to his own underlying tune.

"D, you sound so cool! I didn't know there was anyone else like me out there...!" Coop was nearly bouncing, though that might be because of the giant creature walking and jostling them all around.

Prince D. chuckled, and nodded a bit, his ears perking up slightly. "Yeah, it's nice to hear you Cooper... Who gave you that name, anyway?"

He hummed softly, tapping his chin lightly. "I think... Poppy did! She was a little kid at the time, and thought I looked like a Cooper! What about you, D.? Who gave you your name?"

"Mom and dad, of course! King Quincy and Queen Essence."

Her perked up at that. He hadn't even thought about a mom and dad... it made sense when he thought about it though... "Can... you tell me about them?"

Darnell smiled softly, and nodded. "They're super awesome. Mom, Queen Essence, can be a bit scary when she's mad, but she loves to sing with me. Dad, King Quincy, used to let me climb onto his back under his cape whenever I was upset. When I told them I wasn't all Funk, but felt more Hip Hop, they were completely fine with it."

Cooper gave a small head tilt. "Really? Oh! Do they look like us? Do all—um, you said we're Funk trolls, do we all look the same?"

"No, not really. I mean, we look more alike than we do to other trolls, but mom has blue fur, with silver tinsel, and dad is dark purple, with gold tinsel." Darnell hummed softly, thinking back to their parents. "Dad's also got that really cool gold cape, and shades he wears. Mom has glitter around her eyes, and always has her hair done up."

Cooper was about to ask more, when every troll that had been chatting quietly within the bag went quiet, hearing rather loud banging noises from outside. He looked up towards Branch, who was trying to signal for all the trolls to hunker down. Cooper pressed himself against the soft fabric within the bag, and D. did the same.

Suddenly, their world was set into a spin as the bag they were in was tossed about, landing with a thud that threw every troll into a groaning pile of mixed up limbs and tangled hair.

It took some time, but at last Cooper managed to pull himself free from the pile, taking a gasp of air as he crawled out, shaking his fur out a bit. It was then he realized that the soft blue glow that had been their only source of light before was now above him.

He looked up, and there was the glowing troll, King Trollex. The one with the mix of sad music, and sharp, electronic tones with a really good beat to them. After a few moments of just enjoying the other's sound, he seemed to realize something. "Wait, he can fly?"