《King Trollex x oc》Chapter 15- What Really Happened
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They then lead them to a room.
"Let's tell 'em how it works Prince D." King Quincy told his son.
"Sick. Long ago, our world was without song and dance then the trolls found the strings and life was one big party." D explained as his family showed them the Funk String.
"Oh, yeah, we heard that story before." Poppy said from beside her sister.
"That is...until the Pop Trolls tried to steal our strings." he finished.
"Trollex, did you know about this?" Rose asked him.
He then sadly nodded which shocked her. Why did he not say anything? Why didn't he tell her? Did he not trust her? Those questions went through her mind but she pushed them away so she could listen.
"Steal your strings? That-that's not what it said in our scrapbooks." Poppy protested.
"Scrapbooks?" D asked, "Those are cut out, glued and glittered by the winners. Let me tell you how it really went down."
Music then started playing as pictures showed what really happened.
Prince D: We started off a team!
Party till we fall asleep,
Even on the street,
When we disagreed,
We did it on beat.
(did it on beat)
Respect the unique,
(right)
Anything less,
It was weak,
The music of the strings made life complete.
(facts)
Till that one day they changed everything.
The Pop Trolls started snatchin' up all of the strings.
(oh, no!)
Puttin' melodies on top of popular beats.
They cut us out of the scene and then forgot what it really means.
(not even publishers?)
Should've seen between all of the schemin',
It seems like the Trolls they stole from were meaningless.
Walkin' around like they were the geniuses,
But it's only samples, auto-tune and re-mixes.
(no, lawd)
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I'm a vegan, I don't have no beef with them,
(no, lawd)
Gotta protect my kingdom,
But the dream us to sing again,
(yes)
Being friends, seamless blend,
(yes)
Harmony ain't hard when the key's within, you win.
The family then started dto sing together.
Everyone, Prince D, (Quincy), : First, it was all love
(at first, it was all love)
Hands up, superstar love.
Stars up.
That you can have it, you can have it all, love.
And you can get it how you want.
But then you took it, took it all, love.
(they took it all)
All, love, turn it up louder.
Sing along, get the crowd up.
Get the crowd up, come on.
But then you took it all, love.
Took it all, love.
More Funk Trolls appeared and danced together.
Everyone, Prince D: Then forgot all about us, but it's all love.
I feel you.
Sounds good in my ear when I hear it like that.
I feel you.
I say I look good to the mirror and it says it right back.
I feel you.
You really did me wrong it was real cruel.
It was real cruel.
Had a lot of love and I still do 'cause I feel you.
Prince D then continued the story.
Prince D: Next morning, the elders were on it.
(man)
They saw the warning signs, couldn't ignore it.
(look!)
Had to figure out how to save the way of life they had made.
So they made a play.
The Pop Trolls were comin' for it all.
(ah, ah)
All for one and one for all.
(ah)
So the only way we saw.
(how we saw it)
There was one thing left to be done.
(what?)
Each leader grabbed a single string and said, "Run!".
"And the Trolls never lived in harmony again." King Quincy finished.
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"So, the Trolls live in isolation because of what Pop did?" Poppy asked.
"Pop tried to destroy our music." Queen Essence confirmed.
"Just like Bar is trying to do." Branch said.
"I can make it right." Poppy said as she went up to the Funk String, "History is just gonna keep repeating itself until we make everyone realize that we're all the same."
"But we're not all the same." King Quincy corrected.
"Yeah, Poppy. If everyone is the same then why is Branch afraid of birds while we're not?" Rose asked.
"I told you not to mention that!" Branch harshly whispered at her.
"Exactly, Rose, and it's also why all our strings are different because they reflect our different music." Queen Essence added.
"Denying our differences is denying the truth of who we are." King Quincy finished.
"I hadn't thought of it like that." Poppy admitted.
Then all of a sudden, an alarm went off and the Funk String was hidden.
"Rock has arrived, it's on!" D exclaimed.
"Prepare for battle!" King Quincy ordered.
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