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thenerdytroll · 3 years
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Trollzart looked up at the pop troll and gulped. 
“*Are you here to wage war on us?*”
He asked slowly but jittery. Peppy suddenly realized that he was a pop troll, and pop trolls aren’t welcomed in these parts. 
“No. I promise I won’t wage war on you. E V E R,”
He promised Trollzart truthfully. Trollzart smiled and grabbed Peppy’s hand. He led him down the hallway to get his clothes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trollzart smiled as he cuddled in his boyfriend’s arms. Thrash and Trollzart were allowing Peppy to stay with them and their families for a while. Thrash didn’t trust Peppy, but Trollzart did. 
“Wolfy, are you sure about this?”
Thrash asked his boyfriend quietly. 
“*Yup. I see a lot of you in him.*”
“Wha-!? I am not like that pop troll!”
Thrash told his boyfriend harshly. But, after feeling his boyfriend wince, he softened his voice. 
“I don’t think I’m like him. He’s so happy and energetic. The bad kinda energetic.”
Thrash growled. Trollzart rested his head on his boyfriend’s chest and listened to his heart beat. It was beating quickly, which meant he was havign a gay panic attack. Trollzart chuckled horsely. 
“W-what?”
“*Gay panic?*”
“Uhm- hehe, yeah,”
Thrash spoke softly. He glanced over at the pop troll, who was sleeping peacefully on the ground. He blushed as he looked at that orange, wonderful face. He found himself having strong feelings for this strange troll. 
“God- what? NO. Wolfy, and Wolfy ONLY!”
He thought to himself angrily for liking the pop troll. He sighed and shook it off. He looked at his boyfriend, only to find him looking at the pop troll sleeping on the floor. 
“You feel it too, don’t you,”
“*But how? We met him like, 5 hours ago!*”
“I don’t know. But, we’ll have to get to know him better, aye?”
Trollzart just nodded. Little did they know, the pop troll who was supposed to be sleeping, was listening and watching their conversation. He smirked as he knew exactly what he was going to do.  
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thenerdytroll · 3 years
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A male pop troll sprinted through the woods. He couldn’t slow down. The bergens could pick him up with one swoop if they really wanted to. His usually well-kept pink hair was a mess and his orange skin was covered in dirt and cuts. His brown eyes were filled with fear. He suddenly felt hot. Very hot. He looked down and screamed in shock. He was no longer running on soft grass, but lava ground. He stopped dead in his tracks. 
“WHAT THE....?”
The male pop troll screeched and passed out. 
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Peppy groaned as he sat up in a hospital bed. He rubbed his aching head and looked around the room. Something warm was snuggled up next to him. he looked down. It was a glittery troll with blonde hair and golden freckles. The troll also had wings! Peppy almost freaked out. But, he realized the troll was sleeping. 
“S-sir?”
he asked shakily. The troll sat up with a start and looked at Peppy. He blinked and smiled innocently. 
“*Apologise, friend. You looked so warm, and I was so cold I just- oh nevermind. I’m Wolfgang!!”
The troll introduced himself in sing language. 
“Uh-hu. What’s with the sign language?”
“*I got a disease when I was younger and my throat was ruined.*”
“Oh, where are we?”
“*Rock hospital,*”
Peppy nodded thoughtfully. He smiled and slid out of bed. Trollzart did the same thing. Peppy could tell that Trollzart was nervous. He was shaking, and his ears were drooped. He also was fidgeting. 
“You ok?”
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thenerdytroll · 3 years
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Here’s another shity drawing I tried to do digital T-T. But, this is Grace. I imagine her as Trollex and Synth’s mother. Her nickname is also Grapegirl.
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And here’s the drawing that I literally drew in less then 2 minutes!! XD
Also, my BeStFrIeNd is replacing me with my sister! TUT
How’s your day?
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thenerdytroll · 3 years
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“Word“= talking “*Word*”=signing
Over the years, Trollzart and Thrash would get to know each other more. Thrash would always be flirty with Trollzart, who just blushed. Thrash now knew how to understand sign language. Thrash soon found himself having feelings for the short classical troll. On one particular day, he decided to be a man and tell the troll how he felt. 
“Hey Wolfy?”
The classical troll turned to Thrash. The two were sitting on a hill, looking at the sunset. Trollzart’s freckles glistened in the sunlight. It made Thrash blush. 
“What do you think of me as?”
“*A best friend, why?*”
“I don’t think of you as a friend,”
“*Oh*”
The classical troll looked down in sadness. After ten year, he thought Thrash would think of him as at least a friend. Thrash’s ears drooped. He had known Trollzart since they were five, so he knew when the troll looked sad and when he was in thought. Trollzart looked sad. 
“I think of you more than a friend,”
Trollzart’s ears perked up. He looked at Thrash, who had a smile on his face. Trollzart lurched forward and wrapped his arms around Thrash’s neck. Thrash laughed and hugged Trollzart back. Trollzart pulled away and looked into Thrash’s magenta eyes. He leaned in and their lips met pationatelly. Thrash pulled away and smiled. Trollzart hugged Thrash lovingly. He cuddled up to Thrash and looked as the sun set on the horizon. 
“I-I Love- yo-you,”
“Wolfy, did you just talk?”
“Mhm,”
“I love you too my boo,”
(Sorry if this was cringy)
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thenerdytroll · 3 years
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This sucks beause I wa susing my finger and a crappy pen for electronics. Most of it I did with my finger. This was my first time using a drawing app as well. This was the female techno troll that held Trollzart. Her name is Typhoon and she’s King Trollex’s grandmother. In this picture, she’s evil because a demon took over her mind. I’m so tired. 
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thenerdytroll · 3 years
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A small classical trolling flew through the halls of the Symphonyville castle. He had been DYING to see the other types of trolls. He had two teachers chasing after him, but he didn’t care.  He sped up his pace and looked back. He turned a sharp corner. He giggled but soon screeched in pain as he hit something. One of his teachers picked him up by the neck. 
“I finally caught this stupid little rodent!”
The male classical troll who picked up the trolling sneered. The classical trolling’s eyes went wide. 
“Maybe we should give him a good smack on the back with a ruler, huh?”
“Excuse me?!”
Conductor Leopold spoke up. The classical trolling smiled in relief. The conductor went over and took his son out of The teachers hand. 
“You ok Wolfy?”
All the trolling could do was nod. He was in awe. He had never seen any of the other trolls, and now he was getting his first look at them. A rock trolling, the one he had run into, was rubbing his back. Trollzart was handed over to a female techno troll. She had purple hair and lighter purple skin. She had green, blue, and dark purple stripes on her arm. Her tail faded into the same colors. Her ears were blue and green.
“Are you ok young one?”
She asked in a sweet voice. All Trollzart could do was nod, again. She looked at his face a little bit, but then set him down. He turned to the rock trolling he had run into and smiled at him. 
“Hey, I’m Thrash,”
the rock trolling said and smiled. Trollzart smiled happily and began to use sign language. 
“I am Wolfgang. Nice to meet you!”
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