In the corridors of PopPalace, Tiny Diamond was walking along the walls, ears dropping down.

He had done it! He had captured a prisoner, and yet none of these trolls trusted him! All because his father had taken the blame for his music he had played too loud by accident...

Father like son, they were all thinking.

Tiny held his pink and gold glasses in his hands, frowning as he was delving into his thoughts... Suddenly, a large - and big- guarde - caught his attention;

- You, go wash the dugeons toilets, Biggie said.

- Ok.... Tiny sighed.

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...

BANG !

- Ouch... Mixy growled for himself, rubbing his head.

But despite the pain, Mixy tried again, rushing like a mad bull on the prison door. In the other cage, Barb covered her ears cause of the loud sound, watching him try to open the door in his desperate attempt.

- T-That's a country type cage, she said to him, it's not gonna work... She said to him.

- I don't care ! I'll open this cage, I have to get out of here !! Mixy said, and tried again.

The young troll ran back into the door, and this time he hit his head hard against it. He let out a long complaint, and looked between the bars to see the condition of the lock; Intact.

- Urrghh... Mixy growled, frowning.

Then a powerful wave of anger crossed him again. In a cry of rage he began to give everything he had; hooves hits, fish tail hits... All this accompanied by the surprising and sudden force of a troll rock. Barb in the other cage, frightened by the rage of her prison neighbor, tried to calm him down;

- Mixy, Stop that, calm down ! Violence is not going to free us !

- NO ! I'M NOT STAYING CALM !! The remix troll screamed out, rushing in the door again

- STOP !! It's a basic latch, you only need to...

Barb passed her arm through the bars of her cage, and seeing the door suddenly open, Mixy stopped abruptly, his mouth open in surprise;

- How did you ?... he asked, not believing it.

- Pop Trolls loves simplicity... she respounded, it was just a basic latch...

- If you knew how open this cage, why didn't get out of here SOONER ??

Barb ears drop down in shame, letting out a little fear sound. Mixy immediatly feel bad, and decide he would ask that later. He then did the same, and opened the door of his cage before run out, turning toward the rock troll who was still trembling in the shadows.

- Come on, what are you waiting for ?? Mixy asked the queen, The world need us !! It needs you !

But the rock troll refused to move, trembling; not because she didn't want to save the world and didn't want to help this little troll who seemed to have appreciated her at first sight ... but because it was a very big mission, and the past haunted her like a parrazite, trapped her in this cage that seemed to be her only refuge in this world that had rejected her.

- I can't... I'm sorry, Mixy, I can't...

At that broken voice, weak and piercing with pain, Mixy tilted his head to the side; what had happened to her ? Realizing that he had been too hard on her, he entered her cage, gently so as not to frighten her, and in silence, sat down beside her.

There was no sound, so much that you could hear a hair fall out. Mixy's ears twitched slightly at the sound of Barb's silent sob; he had never heard her cry before.

- Hey ... don't cry, it's ok ... Mixy whispered softly, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you like that ... It's just that in the normal world, you are the one who accept all the challenges that we offer you without hesitation ...

- Normal world? She repeated, what do you m-mean ?

Quickly, he explained to her what had happend, leaving aside the part where he had wished that harmony never existed. Barb listened to him, surprised at the perfect world he described to her;

- So now you're trapped here ? And you want to bring back the homony ...

- Harmony, corrected Mixy.

- ... harmony in this world ?

- Yeah, exactly ...

The silence continued; the only sound you could hear was Mixy's fishtail patting the cold stone ground, accompanying the his kinda reassuring heartbeat. At one point the voice of the lilac troll was heard again;

- Are you sure we could really bring hamorny back ? ...

- Of course ! Mixy answered without hesitation, if we count on each other, we can do anything !

An idea occurred to him after these few words; Mixy began to hum a soft melody, trying to reassure her friend that he would be there to help her, and that, if luckily he managed to gently convince her to join him in his mission, she would be there to help him too;

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see
I'll be the light to guide you...

Barb turned To him, the young troll smiled to her, giving her a little friendly push for her to get up;

We'll find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there !
And I know when I need it, I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there !
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah...

If you tossin' and you're turnin' and you just can't fall asleep
I'll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
Every day I will remind you...

Suddendly, Barb join her voice to his for the chorus;

We'll find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need...

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there !
And I know when I need it, I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there !
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah...

You'll always have my shoulder when you cry...

I'll never let go, never say goodbye...

You know...

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there !
And I know when I need it I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there !
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh

You can count on me 'cause I can count on you !

The two trolls laughed as Mixy was hugging the rock troll in his arms. After a moment's hesitation, Barb hugged him back.

- Now come on, we need get out of here ! Mixy said, and Barb followed him.

- Where do you think you both are going ??? A familiar voice suddenly exclaimed.

It was Tiny !! Mixy smiles broadly with an idea behind his head ...

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- THEY WHAT ?? Branch and Poppy screamed when we told them what was happening.

The prissoners were escaping! In a rush of adrenaline, the King and Queen rose from their thrones to look outside; Barb and Mixy were running towards the big barrier of tall grasses, pursued by pop guards.

- I DONT KNOW THEM !!! Tiny was screaming at the top of his lungs as Mixy had trapped him in his tuft of pink hair, I'M BEING KIDNAP !!!

- OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH !!!! Barb was screaming next to the remix troll.

Mixy was nervous, but tried to stay calm; how to get out of here ?? The castle guards were chasing them, they had to find a way to escape into the forest as quickly as possible !

Fortunately for them, the solution fell from a tree ... literally.

With a loud crash, having just emerged from a colored cocoon, a gigantic caterdash fell to the ground, a few centimeters in front of the group of fugitives.

Caterdashes were extremely dangerous creatures, known to be so fast that they could run on water, and cut anything with their massive mandibles. Mixy knew that the caterdashes of this world were trained though, as he had seen in the big pictures of Branch and Poppy on a honeymoon-world tour... plus this caterdash was much smaller, it was a baby !

- GET ON ITS BACK ! Mixy immediately commended Barb, not hesitating to climb onto the purple caterdash's mandible.

- WHAT ?? Barb screamed back in fear, I AM NOT GETTING ON THIS S-SCARY THING !

Offended by the rock troll comment, the baby let out a crying sound. The guards were getting closer and Tiny was still screaming in Mixy's hair.

- BARB ! COME ON, DO YOU PREFER GET ON THAT CATERDASH OR DIE HERE !?

The answer was simple, reluctantly, the rock troll clung to the creature's fur.

- Nyoom ? The poor thing made a scared, confused sound.

- COME ON, RUN !! Mixy screamed to the baby caterdash.

Immediatly, cause he was scared by the guards, the creature rushed to the wall of tall grasses... in an impressive jump, the gigantic creature cut through the tall grasses and disappeared into the forest.

From the top of their perch, Branch and Poppy watched the panic unfolding below ... Branch frowned, passing the string of the funk trolls through his teeth;

- We should release them... he whispered to his beautiful Queen Poppy

- Yeah... she approved, GUARDS ! Send the pop zombies after them ! We getting Dasher !

So the couple made their way to the room of their own royal caterdash ... but when they opened the door, Dasher, a big green and yellow adult caterdash, let out a long complaint, refusing to move.

- What's wrong with him ? Poppy asked Branch as he rushed to his big pet, even more bigger than the one Mixy had just stole.

- I think he's sick ? Branch supposed, we gonna have to stay here and let the zombies do the job...

Poppy just sighed, and looked again at the dissater outside;

- We gonna get this fruitcake troll back here...