.... He was going to finalize the preparations all by himself !

Perched on a peak above the party square, Mixy watched the trolls who were working on their own task, repeating his path in his head in order... To make it happen, he wore a strange equipment that he had built himself, equipped with the tools he would need to finish the preparations... in a minute at least !

- Okay... Mixy whispered for himself as he closed a book called 'Flying for Dummies', just follow this plan without making a single mistake... lights !

With a hoof hit, he lit the light garlands placed in two lines in front of him, like an airplane take-off. Mixy rolled his shoulders, stretching his little golden wings of classical troll... with another hoof hit, he turned on the radio, which began to play music next to him; Footloose.

Been working so hard
I'm punching my card
Eight hours, for what?
Oh, tell me what I got

After a great inspiration, Mixy ran the last meters that separated him from the void, then flew away after a clumsy jump, rushed to his first task... Not far away, Poppy had heard the rhythmic music. She turned her head to the place where the music was coming from.

- Has anyone turned on the speakers again ? She asked Branch, who shrugged.

I gotten this feeling
That time's just holding me down

- I GOT IT ! Mixy exclaimed as he caught the latest decorations.

I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town...

In a control spin, Mixy made his way between the branches of the trees, using the duct tape he had found to hang them at full speed; it was much faster than nails !

Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me up off my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon, before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose !

Once the decorations hung in just 10 seconds, Mixy rushed to his next stage of his race; Food. There were only a few dishes left to take to the big table. Quickly flapping his small wings, the remix troll made his way into the crowd, still flying, to catch each dish and rush it back to the table.

- HEY ! Trollex exclaimed when Mixy took the seaweed cupcake dish from him, carrying it away from his blue hands.

- What's going on ? Poppy asked him when she arrived a few seconds later.

You're playing so cool
Obeying every rule
Dig way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some
Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing you by
I'm trying to tell you
It will if you don't even try !

Without even looking behind him, Mixy rushed to the next step; the sky to chase away the last clouds. At full speed, he was spinning between the particles of mist and silver glitter, giving way to the sun's rays.

You can fly if you'd only cut loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Ooh-wee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo
C'mon, c'mon let's go
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose !

What's next... the scene where funk trolls were always trying to plug in all the speakers and other stuff ! Without even stopping, Mixy went into the backstage to plug in all the material.

First, we got to turn you around
Second, you put your feet on the ground
Third, now take a hold of your soul

I'm turning it loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me up off my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon, before we crack
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose !

- WOOOHOOO ! Mixy screamed out his victory; only ten seconds to return to the center of the square.

Footloose, (Footloose), footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me up off my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon, before we crack
Lose your blues

Finally, in a gust of wind, the little colorful and all proud troll headed to the final point of his race.

- TADA ! Mixy laughed, without even looking around, removing all his funny suit, you guys are alllll welcome !

But his moment of victory was cut by Barb who caught him again by the fur of his neck, giving him a furious look that he did not even notice. He just wanted to reach his imaginary finish line !

- MIXY! A familiar voice screamed his name, stopping him in his attempt to escape from the grip of the queen of rock trolls, that voice belonging to a certain grumpy troll who was clearly in a bad mood.

It was the leaders of the tribes who came to see him... Why did they come to see him? Probably to thank him for his initiative!...

- Mixy, What did you do ?? Branch cut him in his thoughts, see how badly you put the preparations for Hearts & Lights Day ?!

It was only then that Mixy noticed the disaster around him...

Everybody cut, everybody cut...

The decorations were hanging in all directions, some were falling because the duct tape had not been enough ...

Everybody cut, everybody cut...

The buffet table was also a disaster; the dishes had been thrown there in such a rush that they were all mixing together ! In addition, Mixy had accidentally sent a lot of dust into the plates due to his failed takeoff.

Everybody cut, everybody cut...

That was not to mention the clouds he had been trying to chase away ! He was going so fast that he had caused strong winds that had sent the trolls in all directions... in addition to creating a tornado that the country Trolls were desperately trying to catch with a rope.

Everybody cut, everybody cut...

Finally, the wires of the speakers he had tried to plug were all tangled, trapping several trolls who tried as best they could to get free.

-... Oh, please someone give me my egg shell back... Mixy asked, wanting to go hide in there forever.

Everybody cut footloose !

* * *

- Mixy, get out of there ! Poppy asked him, knocking against the trash can.

- No, no! Not until I would have found my old egg shell! Mixy's little voice answered.

He could hear all the leaders sighing; Poppy opened the trash can, but he grabbed the lid and closed it again to resume his research... He was so ashamed, all he wanted to do was prove to them that he could prepare this party all alone ! Instead, the party had turned into a mess, and they all had to restart again cause of his mistakes... The party was ruined by his fault !

- Mixy, come on, honey, we just want to talk to you, DeltaDawn's voice was heard this time, then we'll let you search your egg shell, okay ?

After a moment of hesitation, the young troll opened the trash can and pulled out his head, shy with big puppy eyes. He met the gaze of the trolls who had saved him; we could read disappointment, but also worry and confusion. Even Branch who was in a very bad mood a few minutes ago seemed to have calmed down.

- Mixy, said Poppy in a soft voice, what happend with you ? What was all... this ?

She again pointed to the disaster he had caused; Mixy had a sense of shame so powerful that he had the brief desire to return to hiding, but he knew he had to explain himself;

- I wanted to... I wanted finish preparing Hearts & Lights Day on my own... Mixy explained sadly, I wanted to do more than write a stupid little song...

Branch who had approach exchanged a look with the queen of pop trolls, then Poppy gently passed her fingers through the hair of her little protected one - who was still in the trash - ;

- Mixy, listen... you made a mistake, and it doesn't matter, we all make mistakes ! Remember what I told you earlier... Harmony is a team effort, okay ?

Then it was too much.

Mixy felt a strange feeling invading him, a feeling he had never felt before... It was anger. Anger like he had never experience before.

Harmony ! It was the fault of that harmony ! If there was no harmony, he could have done much more to help his friends ! Harmony was the obstacle that had made him failed ! He could have managed to plan the party on his own and make everyone proud if harmony had not forced him to ask for help, as it wants the world to be formed !

Seeing the little troll's expression gradually change, the leaders began to worry; Queen Essence leaned over to Mixy to get his attention;

- Mixy ? Is everything okay...

-NO! Mixy screamed suddenly, startling everyone, I AM- I- AAARGH !!

He jumped out of the trash, and knocking it over with his back legs, he uttered another scream of rage. Faced with this sudden and unexpected reaction, Poppy tried to calm him down.

- MIXY ! Mixy calm down ! Breath ! Poppy tried stop him.

But he turned to the pink troll, the anger of the young troll pierced his yellow eyes like knives that lodged in Poppy's heart.

- No, no it's.. its fault! I could have succeeded if it hadn't been there!

- Who are you talking about ? Branch asked him, as confused as all the others.

- THE HARMONY !!! Mixy screamed out in rage.

There was a moment of silence, only Mixy's angry breathing was heard. Poppy advanced gently towards the young troll;

- But Mixy... you are our harmony, she smiles at him

But Mixy looked down at the ground, and whispered those words;

- Well I wish there had never been harmony...

The leaders in front of him gasped, but Mixy didn't care. He flew away and disappeared into the forest.

- Puberty, Barb whispered to Trollex.