"And a One, and a Two, and a One, Two, Three, Four!"

Trollzart, a small troll with wings, big poofy hair, and a long coat waved his baton in the air and began to move it about. In front of him was a large group of trolls, playing very grand instruments, harps, violins, french horns, all of that. Halfway through the song however, one of the flutes began to play faster than the rest, eventually going off and playing it's own trill.

"Oh STOP! STOP! STOP! EVERYONE STOP!" Trollzart yelled, every troll coming to an abrupt stop, "PENNYWHISTLE! COME DOWN HERE!" Another classical troll, with blue, puffy hair floated her way down to Trollzart, giving a nervous laugh to the others who glared at her for ruining the practice. Trollzart brought Pennywhistle by his side and turned her away from the other trolls to talk to her.

"Pennywhistle, sweetheart? What have I told you?" Trollzart asked the young troll, he always tried to stay calm with her, no matter how many times she stuffed up he always treated her kindly, she was like a child to him. Pennywhistle sighed, "To not play ahead of the others, I know Mr Trollzart...I just...don't see why, I mean, why do we always have to play in time? If we want to play our own part, why don't we?" She asked, Trollzart put his hand to his head and gently grabbed her by the hand, leading her to his stand.

"That's just how our tribe works, while others can play riffs, or little solos, and they're improvising with their little tunes, we follow strictly set rules and patterns, written on the paper!" Trollzart gestured proudly to his sheet music, "Everyone has a part to play, and we all must play it.. together, one tune alone is not enough, but a tune played together is stronger."

"So in...Harmony?" Pennywhistle asked, innocently

"Precisely!" Trollzart smiled as he pat the young troll on the head, "Now back in line, from the top!" He called. Pennywhistle began to fly back until she hard the sound of distant screams heading towards them, she turned and saw a ball of purple light headed for them. "TROLLZART! LOOK!" Pennywhistle pointed, Trollzart turned and gasped, "SWEET HARMONIOUS CREPES!" he cried, "EVERYONE TAKE COVER!"

The classical trolls all scattered away into their homes as the light grew closer.

Meanwhile, Chaz and Guy were tying suss out an issue of their own.

"AHHH!! CHAZ I TOLD YOU NOT TO MESS WITH THE SWITCH!!" Guy screamed

"I'M SORRY!!" Chaz screamed back "I THOUGHT WE WOULD GO FASTER!!"

"WELL WE'RE GOING...ON A ONE TICKET TO GRAVEYARD CITY!!"

Tiny screamed as he held on to his dad, "I CAN'T DIE!! NOT LIKE THIS!! I'M ONLY A DAY OLD!!"

The aircraft crashed right in the center of the Classical Trolls performance area.
Trollzart peeked his head out from his hiding space and fluttered towards the aircraft, "Are...are you two alright?" He asked. Guy wearily stood up and tried to get a bearing for his surroundings, "I'm...O-okay..." he said. Chaz, on the other hand, lay dizzy on the ground with Tiny holding onto him very tight.

Trollzart looked at the three trolls and sighed, "Normally I would be quite furious for something interrupting our practice time but...that looked like it hurt" he clicked his tongue in thought, "Would you like tea? Or a crepe?", "Um...I think that...yeah why not? We need to speak to you anyhow" Guy responded.

"Alright everyone, take a break" Trollzart commanded as he helped the three trolls get their bearings and lead them to a small table near a pagoda. Trollzart grabbed them each a plate and a teacup, then he placed the food on the table, strawberries and cream, brandy sticks and his favorite, Crepes.

(A/N: This boi is like Aziraphale now, change my mind)

"So" Trollzart started as he bit into a crepe, swallowing before he spoke, "What did you wish to speak about?", "Well you see, there's a rock troll named Barb who is planning to take all the tribes strings and use them to destroy music forever" Guy Diamond explained, Chaz nodded "Except for Rock."

Trollzart nearly choked on his tea, he spat it put and wiped his mouth clean.  "I'M SORRY WHAT!? WHY!?" He yelled, Guy Diamond shrugged, "I don't know, all I know is that she's already got the Techno string and she's coming for the rest!", "Well I'm not going to let that happen!" Trollzart said, floating up from his chair and puffing his chest out proudly, "What should I do?" He asked them.

"You must come back with us," Guy told him, "Come with us to Pop Village, bring the whole tribe, we all need to get together, all the tribes, and come up with a plan to stop her." Trollzart bit his lips at this, "Oh, I see...Truth be told I'm not sure I want my people going near two other tribes...I obviously don't want them getting harmed but...I never got along well with the other tribes...they're so...freelance and it just...worries me",  "You have to come with us, look I understand how it must feel, being around people and not feeling comfortable but it's something we all have to live with, step out of your comfort zone ya know?" Chaz told him, "Please...we need you"

Trollzart blinked and looked back at his people, they were all so happy, would he really risk that all because he didn't want to be around other trolls? He sighed, "Alright, I'll do it" he smiled. Guy, Tiny and Chaz all cheered in response.

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"Trolls, it has come to my attention that we are in danger from another troll, who vows to take our String!" Trollzart announced, the trolls began to panic a little at that. "Please calm down, where is a solution, we must get to Pop Village and consult a plan of defense with the other leaders"

"Other Leaders?" Pennywhistle piped up, "Yes, Penny, other leaders," Trollzart said, "Now I want you to get your belongings together and prepare our leave in 15 minutes."

All the trolls nodded as they fluttered off to their homes. "Wow, that was easier than I thought," Guy said to Chaz, "I wonder how Cooper is doing"

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Checking back up with the Funk trolls. They were all singing on the Caterbus, telling jokes, having a laugh. Cloud guy had to be honest, there wasn't this much energy on the bus as there was with Poppy and the others.

Cooper sat in the front, just behind Cloud Guy, he was deep in thought about being around his family for the first time in 20 years. "So, when were you gonna tell me that you were a prince?" Cloud guy asked, leaning over the back of his seat to talk to Cooper, who was startled by the sudden question. "Oh Well...um, I...I actually forgot I was for 20 years" Cooper answered, "Which is odd, cause I remember so much about when I was with Peppy but nothing from when I was with them, only their looks...how does that work? They were the ones who raised me", "Well I can't blame ya," Legsly chimed in, "I remember hearing a legend from my mother that when a troll is separated from their string for a long period of time, they forget all about their music", "Seriously?" Cloud guy asked, "Yeah" Legsly replied.

While the two chatted, Cooper felt a hand grab him the shoulder and pull him back. "Yah!" he yelled, "Ha, why are you so jumpy for? It's just me" D laughed, Cooper took a deep breath and smiled at his brother, "Sorry, just...thinking"

"Oh, fair enough then," D said, "What have you been up to these past years?"

"Oh, not much, besides baking and all that, one of my friends says I should start selling them at the market"

"Hey, whatever makes you happy man..so, what do you sing?"

Cooper froze, Oh boy, not this again, he thought to himself, "Oh...um...I-I sing...um...I don't like singing...in front of people...I mean...I do sing, but just...not in front of other people...I just don't" he lied. D clicked his tongue and nodded, "Dang, we lead very different lives" he said, "I adore the attention"

"Heh, I kinda noticed after your performance"

"How do you think I did?"

"I think you did...pretty dang good"

As the two boys chatted, Essence and Quincy watched from the other side. "I'm still skeptical about this, babe" Quincy said to Essence, the latter rolling her eyes in response, "Gosh, you're skeptical about everything nowadays, next thing you know you'll be saying: I'm skeptical about that cat!" Essence mocked. Quincy frowned, "I'm being serious, we haven't talked to Peppy or any of the other tribes in years, and the last thing I want is for there to be a ruckus in front of my son...he shouldn't need to see that", "And he won't, so long as you keep your cool" Essence said sternly.

"What do you mean?" Quincy asked

Essence sighed, "Darling, with all due respect, you tend to lose your temper easily, now I understand because you did lose your son for like, what? 20+ years, but he's alright now, you can drop your guard"

"But how do you know they aren't gonna do what they did to us all those years ago, huh? How do you know?"

"Because!....times have changed Quincy, it's about time we do too"

Essence turned away to close her eyes for a bit, Quincy huffed and looked outside the window. D sighed, having heard his parents bicker. "You alright?" Cooper asked, "No, Mom and Dad have been arguing a lot more recently...I think it's cause of me."

Cooper blinked at this statement, "Why on earth do you think it would be you?", "Cause I'm so stubborn, Dad tries pushing me in the right direction...but I'm always too 'hard headed' and mom always comes to my rescue...I'm scared...I'm scared they're  gonna split...then what will I do?" D said quietly. Cooper sighed and put on his brothers shoulder, "Trust me when I say that won't happen, I promise" he said. D smiled and went back to singing with the other trolls.

Cooper smiled, it was pretty nice to back with his family.

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Meanwhile, Barb and Riff were making their way back to Volcano Rock City. "Hmph, that should teach her" Barb growled as she flossed her teeth with what used to be the Techno string, "You sure you should be doing that dude?" Riff asked, a cold tone in his voice, "Won't it, like, affect its powers?", "SHUT UP RIFF!!" Barb screamed.

Riff put up his hands defensively and rolled his eyes, not willing to put up with his sister today. As their aircraft landed on the castle entrance, Barb hopped off and ran to open the door, much too excited to help her brother unload.

"Father!!" Barb hollered as she ran to the throne room, where her Father sat, the back of his chair showing. Suddenly the chair spun around slowly to reveal the mighty King of Rock himself, King Thrash.

"Hello my precious little devil, you sound...happy" Thrash greeted, a bit disgusted by his daughters happy attitude that seemed to be present. "Father, I've done it! I've gotten the Techno string!" Barb smiled, Thrash looked down in surprise at the faded blue string, a wicked smile crawling on his face, "My girl, this is incredible" he said as he made his way down from the great throne, "I am very proud of you, this will not only ensure that rock reigns supreme, but the destruction of all other types of music...forever"

Barb grinned "I can get the rest, The Funk trolls and the Classical trolls are teaming up with the Pop Trolls to protect the strings, but there ain't no way they'll get the Country trolls, I can't wait to rule over all of Music forever", "...Who said you'd be ruling?" Thrash asked. 

Barb paused and turned to her father, "Wait, what?"

Thrash clicked his tongue, "Sweetheart, when we do manage to destroy all other types of music, the choice of a new King or Queen will be left to me...and frankly...I'm leaning more towards your brother"

"What!? Riff!? Are you serious!?"

"Yes Barb, and here is why...look at him"

Thrash gestured to Riff, he was standing outside the castle, doing nothing but tapping his foot to some beat, some Trolls who passed by looked at him like he was crazy, but Riff didn't care. That was what made Thrash like him, he didn't care, most of the time he was just plain emotionless, and you would hardly get anything out of him other than a 'Hmph'

"Riff is cold, he's brooding, he's like me...the perfect embodiment of a leader of Rock..." Thrash said, Barb stood with her mouth agape.

"But dad, I'm ruthless! I'm bloodthirsty! I am a much better leader than Riff would ever be!" She argued.

"Ah and there you go, this is why I won't choose you...you're too emotional! I say one thing about you and you throw a hissy fit, Riff on the other hand couldn't give two Rats about what I said" Thrash explained, "Watch, HEY RIFF!!"

Riff shot his father a cold glance from where he stood, "YOU SMELL LIKE CABBAGE!!" Thrash yelled, Riff just turned away from his father in response. "See? He doesn't care" Thrash said as he walked past Barb, "Darling, a big old gesture like...this, doesn't matter to me if you're still the same old troll you were before"

Barb blinked and looked down, "What will it take for you to pick me?"

Thrash walked up to Barb and smiled, showing his dagger like teeth, he snarled at her.

"Bring me the rest of the strings...and I'll consider"