... Divided We Fall
Pop Trolls
Poppy was having the party of her life when it happened. One moment they were all celebrating Mosha-sha Sha-na Holliday, jumping around all day and singing songs, then suddenly. BOOM!
A large boom blasted in the sky that caused everyone to stop their jumping as they witnessed the phenomenon in the sky.
It was a never before seen phenomenon. The appearance of a Rainbow in circular as it travelled across after a big Boom!
“Is that…” Branch said, out of words for such an unexplainable phenomenon.
“Oh my God— That was so pretty!” Poppy squealed as she immediately took picture of it, printing it. “How did that happen?!
“I’m not sure…” Branch drawled… he squinted his eyes when something shined in his peripheral vision.
“Look, Mr. Dinkles! A shooting star! Quick, make a wish!” Biggie’s voice sounded as he pointed to where Branch had looked.
Mr. Dinkles was quiet as he followed the ‘star’. A lot of wishes circled in his head bute then settled for one… “Mew.”
“That shooting star… It’s headed straight to us!” Branch shouted in alarm, “Everybody hide!”
Immediately, the whole tribe went into a frenzied panic as they all scrambled away from the plaza and back into their own pods. Branch had to pull a starstruck Poppy to hide by his bunker as the ‘shooting star’ was fast approaching.
The two struck out their heads to witness as not a huge crush happened when the star landed. Still, no one came out as they waited for some kind of aftermath.
However, not even 10 seconds later, a few critters instead went near the landing site of the star.
“Wait, no! Don’t go near the stars yet!” Poppy tried to stop the critters from approaching, stepping away from the bunker against Branch’s orders but then stopped when she saw something “Wait, are those Dust Bunnies?!”
“What is happening there?!” Branch said quietly, taking a cautious charge with Poppy behind him as they neared the land zone.
The more they walked nearer, the more it seemed clearer to them. It wasn’t a shooting star… It was…
“Is that… a troll?” Poppy said quietly.
Surrounded by critters was a sleeping yellow troll. Her pink hair framed one side of her face as the back is long and soft looking as it softly twirled by the end tips. She wore a green knitted dress with flowers and pink butterflies. The dress is short in the front and long by her back. They saw one of the dust bunnies place a green flower by the side of her hair.
“She… looks like an angel…” Poppy coos, trying to step closer.
“Wait, Poppy! I don’t think we should—” Branch tried to stop her when the sleeping troll started moving around.
Her movement was soft as she sat down, cradling her head. As she took a glance to her hands, aqua eyes opened in shock as she looked at her hands and feet, feeling her face. She seemed close to hyperventilating when a critter floated to her face.
“Oh, hello there,” Her meek voice sounded. Calm as the breeze. “I-I’m sorry, but do you know where I am?”
Poppy and Branch shared a look, is she talking to a critter?
The critter seemed to reply to her.
“Behind me? Who’s Queen— Eek!” The troll squeaked when she turned to see the two of them, “U-uhm… W-Who are you? P-Please don’t hurt me…”
She curled to herself and into the embrace of a Boring Beetle.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, don’t worry we’re not here to hurt you,” Poppy immediately consoled, “I’m Queen Poppy, and this is Branch. We’re here to help you.”
“W-Where am I? My friends… Where are my friends?”
“You’re safe in the Troll’s Village and you were—”
“Trolls?! T-There big meanie trolls here?” The troll panicked, “I have to get to my friends!”
Poppy laughed, oblivious to her panic, “‘Big, meany trolls’ HA! Good one. Oh, gosh. I don't think we're any of that.”
“W-What?”
“I mean, look at you and me! We ourselves are trolls. How can we be big and mean!”
By her words, the girl’s world seemed to shatter. Or maybe she just had too many revelations upon waking up.
“Oh boy.” Branch sighed as she watched the meek Troll faint.
“Oh no, what happened to her?” Poppy said as she neared the troll, “We should get her checked up!”
“Yeah, let’s do that. I mean, we don’t know her name yet or why she came down from the sky but sure, let’s do that first.” Branch said sarcastically, he addressed everyone first before leading Poppy to the clinic. “Everything’s alright now everyone! You can come out now.”
“We saw the Troll, Branch,” Biggie said, hugging Mr. Dinkles, “Who was that?”
“I don’t know Biggie,” He sighed, “I don’t know yet.”
Funk Trolls
The Funk trolls were enjoying a performance by the stage when a large Boom shook their entire ship.
“Shut everything down!” King Quincy ordered as precaution.
“Check the area!” Queen Essence ordered, “Report!”
“Your highness!” One of the Pilots went to the Queen, “There was a huge explosion of a rainbow that occured in the middle of Troll Kingdom. We have yet to identify what caused it!”
“Your highnesses!” One of the onlookers shouted as they still had their eyes following the telescope, “Something is falling from the sky after the explosion, and it’s headed our way!”
“And it seems to be…!” The other onlooker shouted, “It’s a Funk Troll!”
“Well, what are we waiting for? Catch them to safety!”
“On it, Dad!” Prince Darnell gave a salute before following the order.
A bubble catcher was employed which easily caught the troll mid-fall. Gently, the Troll in the Bubble landed on the ground softly with a pop.
It was a white Funk Troll. Blue fur trails along her neck with silver and purple bands of tinsel segments. Her body is purple with some layered with silver tinsel segments that makes it look like a funky skirt. Her hair is styled fashionably in purple where three blue diamonds are clipped on the side. Blue powder glittered her eyes, and as it opened, deep blue orbs took in her surroundings.
“Oh my, what a terrible dream I had,” She said with sass, about to cradle her head when she caught sight of it, “Or… maybe I’m still having it.” She said as she waved her arms around, turning it back to back.
“Seems you are awake,” Queen E stepped in. She figured talking to this woman as another woman would help ease the tension from the girl.
“Oh— Uh, hi there. Great style you’re wearing there— hehe- ehem! Uhm, if you don’t mind me asking, where am I, exactly?” The girl asked.
Essence suppressed a laugh coming out as she tilted her head, amused by the woman’s antics. Her eyes can’t help but look around the place and at the tall figure of Queen Essence, taking in her aura and unique style.
“You are in our territory Miss..?”
“Rarity!” Rarity said, “Nice to meet you and erm, I sincerely apologise for overstepping in your territory without notice. Have you perhaps seen my other friends? If I could just know where they are, then I’ll be on my way and not trouble you further!”
“It is fine, Miss Rarity, I am Queen Essence of the Funk Trolls.”
“Oh! My apologies! I didn’t realise I was speaking directly to a head!” Rarity hastily dropped to her knees in worry. Had she disrespected the Queen in some way during their whole interaction? Hopefully not. She doesn’t want to generalise but nothing good has ever followed those that carry the King and Queen titles.
“Please stand, Miss Rarity. There’s no need for that.” Queen E laughed jokingly.
“W-Well, it’s just… I’m really not sure how to act around… well… In the first place I haven’t heard of Funk Trolls before?” Rarity said bashly, she really needed to figure out a way to look for her friends soon.
“Really?” A new voice entered the conversation. A man just as regal as the woman in front of her and a boy who seems to be their son? “The name’s King Quincy and Prince Darnell.”
“I find it really curious how you don’t know about Funk Trolls,” Prince D said with a tilt of his head, “Ain’t ‘ya one?”
“Me? A funk Troll? Please, I’m a—” Finally, memories of earlier prior to the Rainboom surfaced to her mind. Her friend's eccentric new looks that changed after falling in that portal and… her now-nonexistent horns and hooves replaced with… she looked at it remembering Pinkie’s words, hands?
“Could I perhaps… barrow a mirror somewhere?” Rarity asked, stress showing through her expression.
The Royal family looked at each other, each with their own questions before they led Rarity through their City.
Country Trolls
In the Lonesome Flats Territory, all was well and quiet, everyone was doing their own errands and responsibilities. Milking Cows, cooking BBQs, such and such. Delta Dawn was patrolling around the Town when it happened.
BOOOOM!
An explosion followed by a booming Rainbow stopped everyone in their jobs as they looked up the sky.
“Wooo-hay, never seen anythin’ like that before, have ‘ya Growly?” Delta asked her friend.
“Growly growl growl,” Growly shook his head with a whistle.
Delta snorted, “Wonder who pooped by the rainbow enough for it to explode like that!”
Not expected by anyone at all, an orange trail dropped in the middle of the Lonesome Flats! Delta had to stand her ground from the impact it caused, holding Clampers tight in her hair.
“Okay, t-that—” A female voice sounded amidst the floating sands. “That hurt like hell! I’m gonna feel ‘em for a week— Ow—”
When the sands cleared, it showed a light orange Country Troll with thick blonde hair in a mix of braids and ponytail holder, donning a brown cowboy hat. She wore a cropped red checkered long sleeve top with a white shirt under, and dark blue denim pants.
When the female troll turned their way, Delta noticed 3 spots of freckles by each of her cheeks and her Green eyes.
“Uhh, hi?” The troll greeted, her familiar accent telling of her tribe. “Er, I’m not sure wha happened really, but I’m sorry fer barging in ‘yer town like this. I’ll leave immediately if I somehow disturbed ‘ya, sorry ‘bout that.”
Just as she was about to take a step, Delta said, “Whatcha mean? ‘Yer one of us! O’course ‘yer welcome!”
“Say what now?” Came her immediate reply but shook her head having memories of an earlier Starlight Glimmer, “I think there’s been a misunderstanding. I just got here, I don’t think I’m one of y’all—”
When Applejack made a point of talking about their physical appearance, she noticed an extra pair of hooves, “What in the hay…?”
4 hooves, check. Same hair, voice, tail, weird clothes, but surely not one of Rarity’s. And her snout— These extra pair—
“Oh, no.” Applejack dreads quietly in her own mind. What’s happening?
“Well, I think you’re the one misunderstanding something,” Delta Dawn said, “You’re a Country Troll! Poor you, you must’ve been living all alone without a tribe ‘till now. Can we get ‘cha anything while you settle in?”
“Was there someone else that came here before me? 5 others… anyone?” Applejack asked instead, putting aside her words for now. What’s a Country Troll?
“I don’t think so, no,” Delta shook her head, “I’m Delta Dawn, by the way. Sheriff of Lonesome Flats.”
“Applejack,” She said, gulping down her dread. She needs to start running, to hell with these new sets of hooves, she’ll figure it out along the way!
“Listen Applejack, after that Rainbow stuff happened in the sky, yer the only Troll that ended up here for now. It happened just a few minutes ago, a few seconds before ‘ya appeared.” Delta Dawn explained.
“I see. Thank you, Delta. If that’s so, then I must find my friends as soon as possible. Who knows what could ha— Irk!”
Applejack nearly stumbled as she felt pain cruising from her hooves. No, no, not now! I can’t be hurt now!
“Aw, shucks. Seems you have a sprain, “ Delta tsked, “A nasty one at that. That means you need to rest first.”
“But my friends! I have to find ‘em first—”
“I know how much ‘yer worried, Apple,” Delta said, “But if you leave in that state? You ain’t getting anywhere with it. So rest first, then we can help ‘ya search for ‘yer friends once you healed. How’s that sound?”
Finding no other choice, Applejack relented with a defeated nod, “Fine.”
“Good,” Delta nodded as she whistles a call, “Growly Pete! Help me with her!”
“Growly!”
“You can put ‘yer hand around him for help, Applejack,” Delta assisted her to Applejack’s confuse.
“Hand?”
“Oh no, have you gotten a concussion, too? These are your hands, dear. It’s alright,” Delta gently poked the ones Applejack had dubbed her new set of hooves. So they’re called hands…
Classical Trolls
“Shhhh! You’re gonna wake her up!”
“You shut up Dante!”
Wha…?
“Both of you shut up now! She’s already waking up from your loudness!”
Twilight’s eyes immediately flew up as she stood up in alarm, “What happened? Where am I?”
“Oh, our Queen!” A group of flying… golden.. babies? started bowing to Twilight as she sat upon a soft cloud. Being far too small to her liking, though, she does seem bigger than the ones in front of her. Wearing a light blue dress longer than her, unfamiliar blue wings and… rather familiar long hair she’d only felt in Equestria Girls World as a human.
“No. No, no,” Twilight immediately corrected, she hated that word with all her heart, “Not a Queen! If you’re gonna insist on calling me anything it’s Princess, okay? Princess Twilight. Not the Queen!”
“Of course, your majesty!” The Baby in a tuxedo said in front of her nodded with glee, their leader?
“Formations everyone!” He waved a stick, a conductor? “Let us welcome, Princess Twilight!”
Soon a soothing welcome music piece was played by the orchestra. One that Twilight had often heard when an Orchestra would play for her. Saying that it has her name as a title, and it was named after her.
Now she’s starting to wonder if it’s somehow Universal, Multiversal? How is it that it was played by 2 Orchestra bands that haven’t even met each other?
As the piece finished, she immediately said something before they played a second piece for her.
“Thank you… uhm”
“Wolfgang Amadeus Trollzart, Princess,” A familiar name, but was it also that long for her world?
“Trollzart! Thank you for this wonderful piece. But I’m really out of touch right now, having just woken up,” Twilight said, little lies, little lies. Don’t add too much or it’ll burst.
“Oh, dear. We didn’t think of it like that,” Trollzart looked deeply ashamed, “Terribly sorry, Princess.”
“It’s okay… Uhm, can you tell me where I am? What is this world?”
“You are in Symphonyville, your highness! The home of Classical Trolls, us! We live in a world of Music, everything simply must have music or it’ll sound so quiet and lonely. Like the stories from back in the day before the strings were discovered!” Trollzart explained as he buzzed around with his tiny wings. It actually looked kind of cute.
“Strings? What strings?”
“The 6 Musical Strings! Funk, Techno, Classical, Country, Rock, and Pop. 6 Strings for each of those Genres.”
“Then where are they? The other… genre?” Twilight asked, curious about this world. Who would’ve thought that such a world could exist?
“The other genres of trolls? Each tribe of Trolls have lived separately because of something Pop did,” Trollzart coughed as he prepared his voice for a narration, “You see, my Princess, all Troll tribes once lived in Harmony thousands of years ago, even when each disagreed with their taste in music, they still lived with their differences and each had a chance to play songs with the strings together. But one troll got greedy, the Pop Trolls
“They started snatching up the strings and played only Pop! They soloed the music for their own. But the other tribes didn’t like what the Pop Trolls were obviously doing, so they took one string of their own and lived separately from each other. Each protecting their own string, their music.
“Techno Trolls went underwater; Country Trolls lived by the Desert; Pop Trolls lived by the Forest; Rock Trolls lived by the Volcanoes; Whereas the Funk Trolls can be quite determined. Words say that they move around a lot. And us Classical Trolls lived by the Sky and Clouds. We each have our own ways of protecting our strings.”
Twilight watched as Trollzart turned the end of his stick and pulled out a golden string.
“And I think you are more capable than I to protect our string, Princess Twilight.” Trollzart said as he tried to hand the string to Twilight.
“But… I don’t understand,” Twilight said, looking at the outstretched hand holding the all-important string. “You just met me. How can you trust me with your string? Your music!”
“We’ve always known about you, Princess,” Trollzart said to Twilight’s surprise, “You are in our music books, our text sheets. Your 6 pointed purple star exists in our history. Someone that appears as the moon and sun appear together in the sky time. You showed up during that perfect time after a spectacular rainbow! We’ve always been waiting for you to appear one day.
“That’s why we never had Monarchies in our tribe, only conductors to lead the choirs and bands while we await your appearance. Someone that’ll lead us, show us the right ways.”
“That’s…”
“We understand the burden we are giving you for someone who has just woken up,” Trollzart said in comfort, “You can have a time for yourself, Princess. But please, take the string for us.”
In the look of cute pleading in his eyes, Twilight couldn’t help but relent as she accepted the string.
Trollzart left after a bow and Twilight was left to stare at the golden string by her hand.
Such heavy responsibility.
For a troll who can’t even keep her friends together in this world.
Rock Trolls
“Look, thank you for catching me, but I need to leave!” Rainbow Dash said as she tried to shake her jail bars with her hands. Hands! Who knew Pinkie actually says real practical facts?
“And let you leave after you heard of our plans? Nuh-uh!” Barb stuck out her tongue at her.
How did Rainbow Dash get inside the jail? It started when she was suddenly falling. A red streak following her fall. I thought she was able to stop that fall? Or maybe parts of the rainbows were guiding them to safety? Rainbow Dash could only hope.
But then something grabbed her by the hair.
“What the—?!”
An ugly snort as if blocked by snot, “Hehe, Got her Queen Barb!”
“Nice one, Riff!”
“Hey!” Rainbow Dash struggles, “Let go of me!”
When she was about to kick him, he let her go with a surprised shout.
“Who are you?! Where are you taking me!?” Came her immediate response as she put a space between them.
“Woah, dude, chill. Sick reflex you got there,” A girl with red mohawk hair stepped in front of her with an impressed smirk. “The name’s Queen Barb. Queen of the Rock Trolls. I’m on your side dude, or well, maybe it’s right that you are since I’m your Queen and all.”
“Never met a good Queen before,” Rainbow Dash glares. Queen Chrysalis, King Combra, King Tirek, Nightmare Moon, such and such. Rainbow doesn’t like such titles anymore. Twilight was right in her rants, Queen and King titles don't shed good lights anymore. Maybe that’s why the rulers of Equestria prefer the title Princess despite being so much more.
“Oh nooo,” Barb said pitifully, you were just with the Pop Trolls weren’t you? I can tell with how colourful you are.”
“A what now?” Rainbow was confused but Barb ignored her.
“I don’t know how you managed to do it dude, but you still look rocking despite being so colourful. You must’ve resisted hard on their influence,” Barb concoled her with a pat in the back which made Rainbow recoil.
“My name is Rainbow Dash, and I’m not being influenced by anypony! I’m my own kind of–”
“Pfft— Pony? Were you also captured by those sad and emotional Country Trolls, too?” Barb was set of misunderstandings, “That’s sad man, so sad.”
“I was not captured! Never was, never will!”
“Yeah! That’s the spirit girl!” Barb shouted, “Don’t worry, we’ll get our revenge on those disgusting Trolls that captured you and tried to turn you into them. You’ve clearly shown me that Rock survives despite all odds.”
“You’re not listening to me!” Rainbow Dash stressed.
“Oh, I am listening. It’s them, that’s not listening. And let me tell you Dash, we’ll make them listen.” Barb said as she started walking away.
Rainbow wanted to escape but the other Trolls behind her were following after their Queen, being pushed alongside them, Rainbow Dash had no choice but to follow. Would’ve been the perfect chance to have wings in this scenario. Stupid purple and blue jacket, stupid purple skirt, stupid fishnet leggings! Well, she does look cool all together though, with her hair put in a pony tail and all. Funny word to use without having a tail anymore.
“Whaaat do you mean?” Rainbow Dash said, just trying to get along while she finds the escape and search for her friends.
“In a week time, I’ll start my World Tour, starting in Techno Reef where those Techno Trolls reside,” Barb explained, but Rainbow Dash had this dumb look in her face that says she doesn’t know those words. “Ugh. How out of touch with the world are you?”
“I don’t like History,” Rainbow Dash said honestly.
“Fine! Let me tell you what happened a thousand years before first!” Barb said, “I hate History!”
“You and me both,” Rainbow Dash sighed but then she was shushed by the other Trolls when Barb started explaining.
“So, before there was no music yada yada and then, Boom! 6 Strings appeared with different genres! Funk, Techno, Classical, Country, Rock (that’s ours), and Pop (ew). Life was one big party, but then! Pop Trolls went greedy and stole the strings! Tried to make everything into Pop! But the other Genre Trolls didn’t let that happen, so they took each string for their own and all types of Trolls never lived in Harmony again. Questions?!”
“Yeah, so let me get this straight,” Rainbow Dash raised her hand (Hand!), “6 Strings, 6 Genres, and 6 Tribes of Trolls?”
“U-huh,”
“And we’re the Rock Trolls?” Rainbow said, and with sudden recognition she pointed to herself, “I’m a Rock Troll?”
“You’re following! Hey, get the graduation caps ready! Our girl is learning History!” Barb ordered.
Rainbow Dash ignored the feeling of the unnecessary hat in herself as she tried to remember what each of her friends looked like. There were 6 of them, and 6 tribes, and they each looked different from each other…
“What’re the trolls that look like a fish with neon colours?” Pinkie Pie looked like that…
“Techno Troll. They live underwater and they’re music is like these beep-y boop boops. Just pressing buttons and stuff. So lame.”
Yeah… Sounds like the type of music Pinkie Pie would do as a DJ… “What about those with long necks?” I remember hearing Pinkie Pie describe her…
“Funk Trolls! Ugh, can never get a hold of those. They live in this fancy spaceship for some reason and keep moving around so much. Never liked how shiny they look all the time.”
Shiny huh… “What about the ones like horses?” I thought Apple Jack didn’t look out of the ordinary at first but… she had 6 hooves!
“Country Troll dude! You have short memory or something? Those trolls were the ones with, like, sad sappy music. They make guitar chords sound so sad!”
“And uh… the ones with wings?” Twilight had wings on her back if I remember… though it looked so different. And she was considerably small too, though her hair is longer.
“Classical Trolls! Those little bugs. Can’t believe they make music without lyrics! Can you believe that?! It’s so boring I can sleep through it too!”
Yeah… Boring music ones suit Twilight. Which just leaves one friend and one genre… Fluttershy is a Pop Troll.
“Yeah, now that you’re all knowledgeable about the world you live in, congrats on your graduation by the way,” Barb grinned as she flicked the graduation cap out of her head and pulled her in a headlock, “It’s time for you to hear about the real thing.”
She led her in front of a case, she opened it and revealed a black guitar with a single red string.
“This is the Rock String,” Barb said with pride, “My plan is that during my World Tour, I’m gonna be collecting each string from each tribe and make everyone unite under one music, ROCK!”
“Oh,” Rainbow was filled with dreadful realisation. She’s…
“I know right?” Barb said, closing the case and putting it back in its safe place. “No more Pop music whose lyrics stay in your head, no boring music, no flashy ones, and no beep-boops. Just rock!”
Barb left Rainbow Dash standing in daze as a million thoughts echoed in her head. Barb started playing music around the place but Rainbow Dash was too gone to hear music she would have enjoyed.
“Oh no.” Rainbow Dash gulped, she’s with the enemy. She had to leave!
“Dash? Whatcha doing over there? Rock with us!” Barb said.
Rainbow Dash scratched her head with a fake laugh, “You know what? I really badly need to go and find my friends first.”
“What?” Barb stopped her guitar solo to look at her.
“Yeah, y’know, look for my friends! They might be alone somewhere!” Rainbow Dash said, sweating.
“I thought I was your friend?” Barb said with a glare, hurt.
“Excuse me?” Came Rainbow’s immediate response but tried to correct herself, “I mean, of course you’re my friend! But I have to look for them too first! Then I’ll come back! And we can party! I promise!” Stop digging your grave Rainbow Dash, you better stop now…
“What, to your friends from different tribes?” Barb said with venom.
“How did you—”
“I’m not dumb, Rainbow Dash,” Barb glared, “It was pretty obvious with how many questions you were asking. And no, I won’t let you leave since you’ve heard of my plan. I won’t let my planning go to waste because of a friend who betrayed me.”
“I won’t betray you— Wha— Hey!”
Barb looked so hurt it was actually starting to make Rainbow Dash feel guilty over her action. Had she really been genuine with making her a friend? Someone she just met?
Rainbow Dash couldn’t do anything as she was suddenly placed in a jail inside of Barb’s room.
“Barb!”
“Some loyal friend you are.”
Those words hurt.
Techno Reef
I recommend playing this song all throughout this part as you read, make sure to start reading as the song starts for a full experience! Don’t rush into reading and take time as though you are Pinkie Pie in the situation.
I couldn’t help but read this part with the song, it’s so addicting! All moments are in-tuned with how the song is playing, too! Or at least I tried.
Remember: Don’t rush into reading! Pretend to be in Pinkie Pie’s mind as you read through this!
Alone - Marshmello (start)
[Use spotify/full version specifically, not the MV]
https://open.spotify.com/track/3MEYFivt6bilQ9q9mFWZ4g?si=sWgDJ6IyTbOvVFN7lS1QIg
Bright Blue eyes opened suddenly as she inhaled a heavy breath, waking up suddenly.
“A friend is in danger!” Pinkie Pie shouted as she woke but then got distracted as she looked around her.
“Ohmygosh I'M UNDERWATER!!!!” She said, looking at herself once again, “I’m really a fish! A GLOWING FISH!”
Dark pink body and neon pink hair that’s tied up with blue and yellow orbs that reminded her of balloons. A pair of hands that each had rainbow’s colours layered from each arm, and a pink bright tail that had pixels of Blue, Yellow, and Purple. A big blue heart beats in her heart that follows a rhythm she’s now starting to hear.
“What’s up my Techno Trolls!!!”
“Is that music I hear?!” Pinkie Pie squeals as she follows the sound of music.
Soon, she overlooked waves and waves of colourful beings that looked like her, that glowed like her! Some are different.
Different beings were twirling and beating around, jumping as they followed the music’s beat. It looked so much fun!
I'm so alone
Nothing feels like home
I'm so alone
Trying to find my way back home to you
As Pinkie Pie neared the wave of beings, she immediately felt so happy! They’re all having so much fun! Even the babies were here! Everyone else was so energetic!
I'm so alone
Nothing feels like home
I'm so alone
Trying to find my way back home to you
“Tonight is about not being alone! This is to remind everyone that you are not alone! We have each other and everyone is here for each other! Techno Reef is open for everybody, it is a home for everyone not to feel alone!”
You-you-you-you, you-you-you-you
You-you-you-you, you-you-you-you
I'm so alone
Trying to find my way back home to you
“Hit the drop!”
The music was so loud and fun Pinkie Pie can barely keep up! And that’s coming from Pinkie Pie!
She was having so much fun all her worries went away. She’s sure her pinkie senses were just tingling for a moment, but it’s gone now! Everyone must’ve found a way to calm down.
Pinkie Pie was having so much fun right now, she thinks she’ll remember a party like this forever! For the first time, Pinkie Pie feels happy that she’s not the one leading such a crazy party. Who knew someone else can do crazier things like this other than her?
“THIS IS SO FUN!” Pinkie Pie shouted from the back of her lungs.
Hearing an unfamiliar voice, King Trollex had to double take as he took in her appearance. He’s sure some trolls near her thought the same as well.
They were so… familiar in a way. Even though they had so many different colours. He kept her form in his sight as he continued DJ-ing. There was just reaaaaally something about her that tickles his funny fins. How does she feel so familiar while at the same time not?!
Still, he can’t help but try to remember her from somewhere. A family member? A long lost cousin? Someone as bright as her surely wouldn’t be just overlooked by him, he’s the King! He knows everyone from Techno Reef!
He’ll make sure to approach the troll after this rave. There was excitement pumping in his heart. He’s gonna meet someone like him. Someone …. different.
He won’t be alone anymore.
I'm so alone
Nothing feels like home
I'm so alone
Trying to find my way back home to you
I'm so alone
Nothing feels like home
I'm so alone
Trying to find my way back home to you
You-you-you-you, you-you-you-you
You-you-you-you, you-you-you-you
I'm so alone
Trying to find my way back home to you
Pinkie Pie was going in squares along the beat. Her body had a different structure now, but she adapted quickly, manipulating the sudden bursts of movement along her fins and body with every beat.
Everything is so much fun!
And with the other Trolls behind her following after her, she doesn’t feel alone at this moment. Everyone can keep up with her craziness!
Still, at the back of her mind, she had hoped she wouldn’t have been alone in this place.
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