The trio looked at where they were.

"The Techno Conch."

"Shark City."

The Techno Conch was in very bad shape.

It was cracked and faded.

They carefully poked their heads out from the conch and saw the Sharkanian citizens.

Some of them were fighting each other with tritons while others were just stalking around making anyone else more miserable.

Beat Drop said, "Wow. They're less fun than Laguna."

Laguna glared at him.

Trollex then said, "Which means they haven't eaten a Troll yet! Now, come on! Let's go save our friends!"

Laguna said, "Your friends."

"Our friends. Get used to it."

***

Inside the castle, Queen Freya was just moping around on her throne with the cleaning boy cleaning the floor in front of her.

Freya said to her pet barracuda, "Oh, Belinda, you're my only friend in this whole miserable world."

The cleaning boy looked up at her with a frown.

"Daddy was wrong. I'll never, ever, never, ever be happy. Never."

However...

"Never...say...never."

Freya looked around her throne room.

Then...Flesher popped out from behind a plant.

Flesher approached the queen with her guards pointing their tritons at him.

"Jake. Dave."

Freya was confused, "Chef Flesher? Where did you come from? My father banished you 20 years ago! Have you been hiding in the palace this whole time?"

Flesher answered, "If only, milady. No, I've been out in the wilderness. Thinking of nothing but how I've let you down."

Freya had a sour look on her face.

"If only there was some way I could make you feel better."

Freya responded, "Oh, yeah, right. The only way I'll ever be happy is by eating a Techno Troll and that's never gonna happen thanks to you."

However, Flesher said, "Ah, but it just might...thanks to me."

Flesher opened his fanny pack.

As soon as he did, everyone in the room heard angelic singing.

Each one gasped at the sight of...Techno Trolls.

Freya was most pleased, "You've found them. So, this means...I can finally be happy!"

The captive Techno Trolls stopped singing and shuddered.

Flesher zipped them back up and said, "That's right. Of course everyone else in Shark City will still be miserable, but that's not your concern."

"I am their queen, so it kind of is."

"What exactly are you proposing? Bringing back Techquinox? For everyone?"

Freya thought for a moment, "Yes! That's exactly what I'm proposing!"

Flesher responded, "Great idea, Your Highness! And I, your loyal chef, will be right behind you...*mumbles* holding a knife."

Freya almost heard him, "I'm sorry?"

Flesher responded, "Holding a knife, a spoon, a ladel. I'm your chef after all."

"You sure are. Consider your banishment...lifted."

Flesher put an evil grin on his face.

***

Flesher freshened up and went into the kitchen.

"I'm back!"

He then turned to the cleaning boy, "You! Cleaning boy. What's your name?"

The boy answered, "Uh, Ronnie."

"Congradulations, Connie, you work for me now. So, you take those dishes downstairs and you start scrubbing!"

Ronnie did as he said, "Yes, Chef. Thank you, Chef."

When he left, Flesher opened his fanny pack and dropped the Techno Trolls in a cage and locked it.

Bliss freaked out, "Shh. Don't cry, Princess Pearl! Shh! Shh! Guys, Princess Pearl is really freaking out!"

Princess Pearl just let out a small squeak.

Brooke then said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Everyone, we must all remain calm. Calm. Calmmmmm."

Flesher came to them, "That's right. A calm Troll is a tasty Troll."

He then took out a recipe book for cooking Trolls, "And you're a key ingrediant in my recipe for success."

The Trolls gasped with horror.

Flesher continued, "You see, he who controls the Trolls controls the kingdom. And I...I am that he!"

Synth asked, "How does that work with you being the banished chef?"

Flesher got annoyed.

He took out a knife, chopped a lemon, and squirted it in Synth's eyes.

"By this time tomorrow, I'll be king! And all of Shark City will get exactly what they deserve: True happiness!"

He cackled maniacally with the Trolls shivering in fear.