Scandinavian Goblin Rebellion (Road to El Dorado + Frozen crossover)

Tulio

Altivo was walking so slow that Chel and I could hardly feel like we were moving at all. We were so tired and half-asleep that we felt like we were tucked up in beds.

        “Tulio,” yawned Chel. “We’ve been searching for a whole week. Where do you think Miguel could be?”

        “I don’t know,” I muttered. “But when, or rather if, we find him, I’m going to have a proper talk to him about for not using the little – ”

        Then Altivo neighed very loudly and stood up, throwing Chel and me off. I got up and grabbed the reins of the panicking horse.

        “What was all that about, boy, huh?” I snapped.

        All I got was more wild neighing.

        “Shh! Shh! Quiet!” I whispered to Altivo.

        “Hey, can you keep your horse quiet?”

        I looked behind. I looked left and right. I looked up, but I still couldn’t see whatever it was that was talking to me.

        “Yeah, some are trying to sleep!”

        I looked down to see some strange grey creatures wearing torn green clothes. “Sorry,” I said. “We’ll just go over to – ” Then I shook my head. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. “Whoa! Wait!” I cried. “Who are you? What are you?”

        But when I looked back, I saw no one there. “Chel, did you see anyone?” I asked.

        “Well, I didn’t see anyone,” replied Chel. “But I did hear some speaking.”

        I looked around to see where we were. It was a very rocky place full of rocks. “Uh, hello?” I cried. “Is anyone here?” 

            There came no reply. I turned back to face Chel and the horse only to find them not there.

            “Get off me!” shouted Chel.

            I turned to see Chel and Altivo off the ground! They were picked up by creatures. The same creatures I saw earlier. I knew I wasn’t just seeing things.

            I ran to get my friends. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” I shouted to the creatures.

            Then two of the creatures caught my trousers. “Well, you don’t get these kind of material around here, do, you, Bulda?” said a male one.

            “No, you’re right, Cliff,” said a female one. “Who’s your tailor?”

            I tried to shake them off. “Get off me! Let my friends go!”

            But they weren’t listening. The little creatures were pushing Altivo down on the ground. About a dozen little creatures were sitting on his back and some more were pulling on his mane. And his tail, too! He couldn’t even snort them away.

            As for Chel, the creatures threw her into a little hole and they jumped in themselves.

            I didn’t know what they were doing but I was certain they were going to attack them and I had to act fast. So I climbed up to the nearby trees. I picked up a really big rock and turned to face the creatures.

            “Now, release my friends or I’ll – ”

            A white chilly glass-like wall appeared around me, making me drop the rock.