In the darkness of the PopPalace dugeons jail, poor Mixy trembled with fear.

The grey was almost spreading all over his body, trembling, almost freezing by the stone that was now a part of him, he looked up at the two trolls who had saved his life... now these two trolls, he had betrayed them, he had sent them to this new world where they ruled over everything, without knowing all the bad they caused... where they controlled this apocalyptic universe.

- Why ? Mixy asked in his trembling voice, why are you doing this ? ...

Branch and Poppy smiled at him, laughing at the trembling young mixed troll.

- It was you, you made this possible ! Branch explained, the purple rope of the Funk Trolls trapped between his white teeth.

Mixy refused to believe it, there was a solution, there had to be one!

- Help ! Please, help me!! He begged them, the gray was beginning to reach his face, I want to go home, I want my life back with you guys !!

But Branch and Poppy were already moving away, not caring about the young troll.

- NO!! PLEASE COME BACK ...

...

- ... MOM, DAD !! Mixy suddenly exclaimed, waking up with a start.

The night was over, and the sun was rising on the horizon.

Frightened by his nightmare, Mixy took the time to make sure he was alive; He was there, huddled in the fur of Dashy, their new caterdash friend. Tiny and Barb were already wake up, staring at him, confused;

- Are you crying for your mom and dad ? Tiny asked, sorry, buddy, but I don't think we'll find any other fruitcakes trolls around here...

- Would you stop discouraging him ? Barb got mad at the little silver troll.

And for the fifth time in a few hours, the two trolls began to argue. Mixy had honestly got used to it; no harmony, it would be hard for his two friends to get along well... The only thing that reassured him was that Barb seemed not to be afraid of Tiny, something normal in this crazy world.

So the troll remix decided to go perch on Dashy's head. The little caterdash ran to the rebel village as fast as possible, having decided to help them. Mixy already had a great attachment to the big furry creature, caressing his fur with his right hoof;

- So Dashy, not too tired ?

The purple caterdash responded with a long sad 'Nyyyyyooooooooommmm!'. Mixy frowned, going to ask Dashy if he wanted to take a break... but he received the pink glasses from Tiny on the back of his head:

- OUCH ! He growled, why are you two arguing ? We're supposed to be a team !! Mixy scolded them, very unfamiliar to play the parents role.

He was trying to do like Poppy, to be a good troop leader... but above all he looked like a young troll lost in a world unknown to him.

- Barb said I was small !! Tiny complained, crossing his arms and turned his back on the queen of rock.

- He's the one who started it ! Barb screamed back, He called me a chicken!!

Mixy held on to laugh;

- You both have reasons to be accurate...

Other protests rang out on the back of the caterdash... until Dashy braked abruptly in a loud 'EEEERKKKK-'. The three trolls were threw overboard, and rolled into the dust.

- IT'S BARB'S FAULT !! Tiny screamed immediately.

But despite the ongoing argument, Mixy headed for Dashy, who was letting out complaints, refusing to move. Worried, Mixy tried to convince him to get up... but the baby caterdash lays down in a ball position, and no longer moved.

- I think he's hungry... Mixy guessed right, knowing well this feeling, because he was the very greedy type, does either of you have food ?

- No, I was kidnapped by two crazy trolls talking about hairwony, Tiny shrugged.

Mixy turned to Barb as she trembled, hugging her knees against her chest... in a show of loud sobs, she bursted into tears;

- I'm so stupid-d !!! ... I s-should have brought food !! ...

- Okay, okay !! Mixy calmed her immediately, confused by this reaction, don't worry, Aunt Barb, we'll find something to eat...

Barb had not noticed anything at the way Mixy had called her, but Tiny raised an eyebrow, confused;

- Aunt Barb? Tiny repeated, before following them to help force Dashy to move on.

It took them another hour to finally reach what seemed to be a form of life; while rummaging through Mixy's stolen scrapbook, they understood that they were actually close to dinner place in the middle of this hot and dry place... the little troll honestly doubted that someone was there, but hoped they would find something to eat there.

Fortunately, their efforts to force Dashy to advance were rewarded; Barb soon spotted the Diner sign they were looking for. As if to assume, the place was deserted... but luckily the kitchens were filled with food.

- Welcome to... the better and only food you will found around here ! Mixy said, smiling.

Barb and Tiny looked at each other a few seconds, unsure about getting in there.

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- No cupcake?? Mixy sighed, and not even a single little rectangle ? Awe...

At least there were cheese balls chips ! He continued to fill his magical hair with provision, under the gaze of Barb, who trembled with fear, staring at the window every two seconds;

- Are you sure we have the right to take all the stuff this way ? She asked him, politely refusing a piece of dry bacon handed to her by Tiny.

- Barb, this place is deserted ! Of course we have the right to...

- What are you three doin' here ? A voice suddenly surprised them.

Barb then uttered a loud scream of panic, punching the stranger in the face. In a loud thud, the troll crashed to the ground, letting out a cry of pain.

- What's wrong with you ? Hickory growled, he had regained his cowboy-like appearance and four legs

- ... oh! Tiny smiles broadly, a country troll, we can trust him!

- NO WE'RE GOING AWAY!! Mixy exclaimed, catching his two friends and speeding towards Dashy; he knew this Hickory cowboy costume tactic.

Mixy stuffed a packet of cheese balls chips into Dashy's mouth, and clinging to his mandible, the three trolls started run away... followed by the pop zombies while the music 'Pump It' played at full volume from Dashy... somehow.

- WHAT'S that ??? Barb yelled full of lungs at Mixy who was guiding Dashy to sow their pursuers.

Mixy, thanks to Poppy's daily storytimes, had recognized the zombie's appareance under the influence of music... in this case though, Pop music from the evil Queen and King of TrollsKingdom.

- GO LEFT !! Mixy yelled at Dashy when he spotted Chazy Bieber in front of them, GUYS, DON'T LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC !!

- WHY? Asked Tiny, but soon regretted it.

Chazy Bieber, playing his mesmerizing Pop music, managed to make Tiny dance in a rather provocative way. Fortunately, Barb was so panicked that she hit the zombie even realizing it, sending Chazy away.

- OH COME ON! D'OH- Chazy Bieber exclaimed when Tressy and Wani-Pop pushed him out of the way without caring about him.

The two trolls had for some reason managed to catch them, running each one on one side of the cliff that overlooked them.

- wOoOoOO, LOoK tHerE's GlItTers ! Tiny exclaimed, always ringing by Chazy's music.

He threw himself into the void under the horrified screams of Barb and Mixy, rolling in the dust before he began to build a sandcastle laughing like a drunk troll. The troll of remix began to think quickly; how to save Tiny by avoiding Tressy and Wani-Pop ?

The idea came to him a few seconds when he spotted a big rock in front of them...

- DASHY, JUST KEEP RUN ! BARB, STAY HERE! I'M GOING TO GET TINY!!

- WHAT ?!?!? She screamed back.

- NYOOM, NYOOM ??!! Dashy shouted, too.

But without even explaining, Mixy dropped to the ground, rolling in the dust as Dashy continued to run straight towards the rebels' village. Seeing that he was no longer on board, the two zombies rushed towards the young troll.

-Stop ! Tressy yelled, you're coming with us!

Mixy was visibly trapped, Wani-Pop and Tressy, as well as their troupe of dancers, separated them from Tiny a few meters from them. What now ?

Unfortunately for them, Mixy knew them much better than they knew him...

- OH, Are you two the famous Wanillo couple ? He asked the two troop leaders, I heard so much about you !!

This comment froze them on the spot, and made their two troops of trolls laugh. They began, as Mixy had planned, to protest;

- What?! Exclaimed the leader troll of kpop, I have no connection with this ... this hot Latino pop guy !

- This once kpop has no connection with me! Who could love this... Japanese dancer?

- I'M NOT JAPANESE ! Replied Wani-Pop

And the argument broke out, distracted, the pop zombies no longer paid any attention to Mixy ... This gave him time to sneak behind them and catch Tiny before running away.

- THEN WHY- where is the fruitcake? Asked Tressy at the middle of the argument.

Zombies turned their empty pink eyes to west direction, where Mixy was running at full speed to catch up with the purple caterdash.

- HEY! The two leaders exclaimed before going after him.

- CMON, CMON, CMON... Mixy was screaming in panic, Tiny sitting on his country troll body.

The pursuers were getting closer with each passing second, and Dashy was getting further and further away ! Fortunately, the big rock was only a few meters away...

- HEY! The troll remix screamed over his shoulders, YOU KNOW WHAT'S GREAT IN BEING IN PART A CLASSICAL TROLL ?

The trolls behind him raised an eyebrow, confused;

- YOU CAN FLY !!!

Without warning, Mixy flew from the ground, rushing towards the clouds. Surprised, the zombies looked up to the sky... Before going head-to-head into the rock Mixy had just flown over.

- WOOHOOOO!! Mixy exclaimed cheerfully, WE GOT THEM !!

- AnD I'mM oN A UniCOrn!! ... AHHHHH- Tiny screamed when he suddenly woke up from his hallucination, hugging Mixy.

Mixy awkwardly posed on Dashy's back, who uttered a cheerful squeak by reviewing the little remix troll. Relieved, Barb rushed towards him, making sure he was not hurt;

- What's wrong with you!? She exclaimed, you could have killed yourself!!

Mixy shrugged, smiling, proud to have saved Tiny:

- Sometimes, Barb, you have to know how to take risks for those you love.

Barb thinked about those words a few seconds... Then sighed, ruffling his pink and blue hair, as Dashy rushed towards the rebels' village.