Trollex

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Trollex had gotten his permission from the other trolls, and was now preparing for his trip down to the beach. Poppy had made Trollex a waterproof backpack with the materials she had found, as well as the things she had tucked within her hair. There had been a rather shocking moment in which Poppy had pulled out a cow bell as well!

He rolled his shoulders, letting the backpack fall into a more comfortable position on his back as Branch ran over some safety precautions with him. He already knew most of it by now, like stay away from the creatures that resembled Steven, and avoid anything with sharp teeth. He nodded when Branch asked if he was paying attention, but his mind was already on its way to the water.

"Right, ok, yeah, I got it Branch! Yes, I'll be careful, can I go now?" Trollex's fins were twitching, and his glow was brighter than normal as his eyes flickered towards the hole in the baseboard.

Branch let out a groan, rolling his eyes. "Fine, you-" Branch had hardly finished the word fine before Trollex was darting out of the hole, using track skip to do so. Branch stared at the place Trollex once hovered, barely catching his after image. "-Can go now."

Trollex had barely taken a second to check before he darted out into the open, aiming to slip through the small gap in the screen he had spotted once before. The moment he was outside, he headed for the first hiding spot he could see, which was a shrub on the sand below. It was mid-day, so he knew he didn't have to worry about his bright glow.

Once safely inside the bush, he poked his head out again to look towards the water. He was so close already; soon he'd be able to feel proper moving water over his scales again. He endlessly appreciated his bowl under the bed, but he missed moving water so badly. With a quick glance to each side, he deemed it safe enough. He launched out of the bush, and straight towards the water's edge.

Not wanting to waste another moment, he dove straight down into the water as soon as he could no longer see the sand. It was still shallow, but given his size he had more than enough water to appreciate. He rode the receding wave as it carried him out into deeper water, doing his best to take it all in at once.

Once he was deep enough to control his own progress again, he dove a little deeper, sitting on a tree of coral forming from the sea bed. He grinned widely, looking at his current surroundings. "It's beautiful down here...! I should learn how to use my Heart beat bubbles; I bet the others would LOVE to see this!" He lay back in the tree, watching the light filter down through the water's surface. He allowed his focus to drift with the waves above, focusing on the feel of the salt water, and the taste of the ocean. He enjoyed the taste of salt; it reminded him of home...

He let his eyes slip shut, and couldn't help but think about the trolls he'd left behind at Techno reef. He knew that so long as his friend Beat was there, they could at least play their music. He missed their music too, tapping his fingers lightly against his chest to the beat of one of his favourite songs.

He opened his eyes again. How long had it been since he'd heard any music? Sure, there had been some, as Steven seemed musically inclined, often playing his ukulele when bored, but even that was rarer than he was used to. He'd have to ask how the others felt about it; perhaps they could even start to share their music with each other?

He was shaken from his thoughts by a sudden rush in the currents past him. He darted up quickly, glancing in the direction it had come from. "Feels like something big just fell into the water..." He knew the thought of something like that should scare him, but he couldn't help swimming towards it. He had to know what it was...

As he came to an underwater cliff side, he spotted what had fallen into the water. "Well, would you look at that...? I guess Stevens are a bit aquatic..." Below him; he could see Steven within a large pink bubble, with another similar looking creature beside him. He swam closer, careful to make sure he looked like nothing more than a normal fish.

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