* You could do it solo *
* But then you'd be all by yourself *
* Yo! So it'd be more fun to share this one *
* With someone else *
* Together we will soar across the sky and beyond *
* So turn up your voice *
* Stand up and sing along *
* All different voices *
* Everybody now! *
* Our melodies ringing *
* We're livin' in harmony *
* Yeah, we're livin' in harmony *
* Our song is much stronger with every Troll singing *
* We're livin' in harmony **
(music)
(Poppy) Morning, Trolls!
You won't believe all the exciting activities
we have in store for you today!
At 8am we've got Glitter Ball!
Then scrapbooking, then a cupcake social,
followed by the big beach party, and hair-gliding!
Then at 8:30, there's checkers--
(Branch) Wait, 8:30?
We're gonna do all that in half an hour?
(Poppy) Oh, right.
Better bump checkers up to 8:15 so no one gets bored.
Thanks, Branch.
(Branch) But I was saying that--
(Poppy) But first,
everyone try and stay calm
'cuz I saved the best for last.
Right now, we are gonna...
fill out five page surveys!
(blink)
Oh, sorry.
What I meant to say is:
we are gonna...
* Fill out five page surveys *
* I got some sharpened no.2's *
* And pens in blacks and blues for ya *
* And you will forget all your troubles *
* Filling all the bubbles out *
* You know I love information *
* Yeah, I can't get enough *
* So when it rains surveys *
* That's me showing you love *
* Fill it out, fill it out *
* I lo-I love it so much *
* I'm doing more than one! *
* We gonna fill it out for ya *
* Fill it out for ya *
* Tell me who knew surveys could be this fun! *
* Let's fill it out! **
(Poppy) Sit tight, Tribal Council.
The monthly "Life in TrollsTopia" surveys
are all officially in,
and Branch is just finishing with the results.
Branch?
(Branch) Well, I don't know how to say this,
so I'll just say it.
On average, the Trolls find life in TrollsTopia to be...
"Super fun."
(spitting)
(Poppy) Super fun?
(Holly) Ok, first of all, where'd that mug come from?
you didn't have that before.
And second, what's wrong with "Super Fun?"
(all) Yeah?
(Branch) What's wrong is that last month
the Trolls found life in TrollsTopia to be...
"Super duper fun!"
(spitting)
(Synth) No! Don't tell me we lost a "duper," bro!
Not a "duper!"
(Poppy) Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's not lose our hair, team.
We're not gonna let TrollsTopia get less fun on our watch.
We just need to add a little extra excitement
into everyone's lives.
(Branch) Extra excitement? How?
You can't cram any more activities into the schedule,
I mean, not without bending time and space!
(Poppy) Bending time and space...
(all) Hmm...
(Lownote) No.
(all) Aww...
(Branch) Guys, please, don't overdo this.
You don't need every moment to be exciting
for life to be fun, okay?
(Poppy) Then, what do you suggest?
(Branch) Have TrollsTopia participate
in the most fun activity of all:
30 minutes of strictly designated peace and quiet!
(burst out laughing)
(Branch) Guys, I'm serious.
(Poppy) We know, Branch, we know...
(groan)
(Poppy) Ah, I needed that...
(Dante) Pardon me, fellow council members.
As a conductor, I am keenly aware of how
classical music can add excitement to any situation.
With that in mind, I have a proposal...
(Gust) Huh, Nice weather today.
(Demo) Mm, yeah, very nice.
(Dante) Observe: a humdrum chat about the weather.
But with the addition of some well-orchestrated music...
(classical music)
(Gust) You know,
they say there's only a 5% chance of rain this weekend...
(Demo) I did hear that.
Because the humidity is far below average
for this time of year.
(Gust) That's right!
And the barometric pressure is expected to remain stable...
(Demo) ...indicating mild conditions with light
to moderate cloud coverage...
(both) ...for the next seven to ten days!
(laughing through happy sobs)
(Poppy) Whoa!
(Dante) I call it musical score.
(Poppy) Really?
Then to prevent TrollsTopia from getting boring,
it's time to get scoring.
(ice cream vendor) What'll it be?
(Guy Diamond) I'll take, the usual.
(epic music)
No, wait!
I want chocolate.
No, double chocolate.
(gasps)
And a velvety cascade of hot fudge!
Then a great dollop of whipped cream!
(all in awe)
And when I tell you "heavy on the sprinkles,"
add so many sprinkles
that a lesser dessert would topple
under the sheer weight of it!
For I shall not have "the usual" this day,
I shall have a sundae with a cherry on top!
(all) Yeah!
(cheering)
(chuckles)
(Smidge) Hmm...
(The Lone Ranger music)
(Laguna) Huh?
(laughing)
(laughing faster)
(brushing teeth)
(groaning)
(Smidge) Ohmyguh...
(cheering)
(Poppy) Dante, that was incredible!
Your score is gonna make our rating go way up!
(Branch) Our rating has dropped way down.
(all) Way down?
(dramatic music)
(Poppy) Not now, Dante.
(Dante) Oh, yes, apologies.
(Branch) Sorry, guys, but it's like I said:
TrollsTopia doesn't need more excitement.
You're doing too much.
(Poppy) Hmm, yes.
(Branch) Really?
(Poppy) Or, we're not doing enough.
(groan)
Think, team,
the fun of TrollsTopia is at stake!
How do we push the excitement all the way to the max?
(all) Hmm...
(Lownote) I might know a way to kick things up a notch.
(Satin) Hmm... What should we wear today?
(Chenille) I don't know. It's so hard to decide.
(action movie music)
(Lownote) In a world of fashion-loving Trolls...
(both) Huh?
(Lownote) A pair of stylish sisters
would break all the rules to find...
the perfect outfits.
(gasp)
But time was running out...
(Satin) Why is time running out?
(Chenille) We don't have anywhere to be today!
(Lownote) Time... was... running... out...
(screaming)
(search furiously)
(Lownote) One Troll. One field.
One destiny.
(Biggie) What?
(Lownote) He had summoned the courage
to go toe to toe with the first dandelion.
But would he have what it takes to face his next challenge?
Would he have what it takes to overcome them all?
(ring bell)
(screaming and blowing)
(Lownote) It was a night just like any other night.
(snapping awake)
Or was it?
For as the sun set, a question would rise:
what excitement might tomorrow hold?
Their minds racing with possibility...
piercing... relentless... unyeilding...
persistent... continual--
(all) Enough!
(Poppy) Enough?
(Smidge) Ohmyguh, yes, please! We're trying to sleep!
(Poppy) Wait, you don't want us to make
life in TrollsTopia more exciting?
(Biggie) Not all the time!
All the music, the sound effects,
the omnipresent narration, it's too much!
(Satin) Not to mention the jam-packed schedule!
(Chenille) Yeah, sometimes you plan so much excitement,
it feels like you're bending space and time!
(Poppy) Bending space and time?
(Lownote) Well, just a little.
(chuckle)
(Poppy) I see.
I guess we've made a mistake here.
Sorry, everyone.
(sigh)
What a disaster.
(Branch) It's okay, Poppy...
Some time for excitement is great,
but we also need time to slow down and rest.
Time for...
(Poppy) ...a little peace and quiet?
(Branch) Exactly.
(Poppy) Thanks, Branch.
I guess you were right this whole time.
(Branch) I appreciate that, Poppy.
But it's not like I'm keeping score.
(cheering)
(Poppy) OK, everyone!
It's time for our daily 30 minutes of quiet time!
Starting now!
(calm music)
(relaxed sigh)
(Branch) Poppy,
this month's surveys are in,
and I think you'll really like the new fun rating.
(Poppy) Later, Branch. Later.
For now, let's enjoy the quiet.
(Lownote) In a world where peace and quiet is the norm...
(both) Guys.
(Dante) Oh! Yes, apologies!
(Poppy) On a day, not long ago,
the Pop Trolls made their thrilling escape
from Bergentown.
We ran, and we didn't stop running
for thirty straight minutes.
Until...
(Felt Troll) Our new home!
(scream)
(Poppy) ...and then we ran for another seven minutes.
Until...
(Felt Troll) Our new home!
(cheering)
(Poppy) Finally free,
we feasted on the only food we could grab during our escape:
a Bergen sized jelly donut!
(troll) Mmm!
(Poppy) Oh, but first we ran for another four minutes.
So, every year,
to commemorate that day, we run...
The Trolls-a-Thon!
(cheering)
Anyone who can finish the run in 41 minutes,
as the Trolls did not long ago,
receives the honor to partake in the ultimate prize!
(cheers)
So get ready to run TrollsTopia!
(cheering)
(Minuet) Oh my, I simply must participate in this event!
It involves two of my favorite things:
working hard to achieve a goal
and laughably oversized pastries!
(Poppy) You'll do great, Minuet!
(Minuet) Indeed.
But I must be in tip-top form
to complete the race within the time limit.
And I know just the Trolls to help me prepare...
(Smidge) Listen up!
When Synth and I are your trainers, we give you 100%!
(Synth) Then we add another 100%.
(Smidge) Then we cut that percent in half
'cuz that's way too much percent.
(Synth) Then we add fifty. Then another twenty.
Then four more percents for spice!
And you got yourself...
(troll) Um... Two twenty f-...
(Smidge and Synth) 224%!
-(Smidge) 224? -(Synth) 224!
(Smidge and Synth) Yeah!
(Smidge) Now drop and give us hair-push-ups.
(Synth) One, two, three...
Hey look who it is! Yo, Mini-Min!
You back to get your sweat on?
(Minuet) Smidge! Synth!
Yes, I need your help getting in shape,
so I can accomplish the personal goal
I have set for myself,
to complete the Trolls-a-thon
and earn myself a bite of victory donut!
(Synth) Wait!
(Smidge) Are you asking us to give you
some amount of training
that could be quantified by a percentage?
-(Minuet) 224? -(Smidge and Synth) 224!
(all) Yeah!
(groaning)
(Synth) Oh, snap! We forgot you were here bro!
(Smidge) You can stop! You can stop!
All right, Minuet,
let's start with a loop around the track,
just to see what you've got.
(Minuet) Bring it.
(Smidge) On your mark...
oh my... guh!
(Minuet) Ahhh! Oooh!
(Synth) Minuet!
(Smidge) Are you okay?
(Minuet) Absolutely!
It's just, I've never actually run before
or walked, come to think of it.
-(Synth) You've never walked? -(Smidge) At all?
(chuckles)
(Minuet) Why would I, when I can fly?
But not to worry.
After all, babies learn to do it every day.
How hard can it be?
(struggling)
Success!
(Smidge and Synth) Yeah!
(Minuet) But I didn't anticipate my head being so heavy!
Oh my, this is far harder than I realized.
Perhaps I won't be ready for the Trolls-a-Thon after all.
(Synth) Wrong, Mini-Min.
As personal trainers,
we have never let a Troll fail to reach
their fitness goals.
(Smidge) Yeah, so no matter what it takes,
no matter how much we have to sacrifice,
we're not gonna give up until you can do a rudimentary jog...
like a champion.
* You can do it just believe in ya *
* If it's hard just keep breathing now *
* You got everything you need *
* You got Synth, you got me *
* And we'll get you up to speed and then some *
* Listen stick with the system *
* Vision we got it *
* We know competition and this one *
* It's already won so let's get you *
* Up and walking and then we run *
* One foot in front of the *
* Other you gotta walk *
* Before you can run *
* Let's go! *
* Just put one foot in front of the other in a line *
* Just keep walking no stopping then run into the light *
* Just put one foot in front of the other in a line *
* Just keep walking no stopping then run into the light *
* One step at a time, one step at a time **
(Smidge) You did it!
(Minuet) Really? Under 41 minutes?
Huzzah!
Well, nothing left to do now but hit the showers
and rest up for the big day!
Yay!
(Synth and Smidge) Yeah!
(Synth) She didn't make it under the time limit, did she?
(Smidge) Not even close!
(Synth and Smidge) Ugh!
(Smidge) What are we gonna do?
We promised her we'd get her to her goal,
and the race is tomorrow!
(Synth) Only one choice, bro.
We gotta push this farther than we've ever pushed it before...
(Smidge) You don't mean...
(Synth) That's right. We're gonna have to give...
225%!
(gasps)
(Smidge) 225?
(Synth) 225!
(Smidge) 225?
(Synth) 225!
(Smidge) How do we do that?
(Synth) I have no idea.
(Poppy) Runners and pastry lovers,
take your places,
'cuz it's time to commence this year's...
Trolls-a-Thon!
(big cheers)
(blinking)
(Cooper) On your marks...
get set...
(loud pop and cheering)
(Synth) 225.
(Smidge) 225.
(music)
(Minuet) Oh. Well, all right.
(Synth) It worked, yo. She's on the shortcut.
(panting)
(Smidge) Way to go, Minuet! How you feeling?
(Minuet) Fine!
Although, I'm beginning to wonder
if I'm on the wrong course.
I haven't seen any other runners.
(Smidge) You haven't? There's one right now.
(Synth) Hello, fellow runner!
Isn't it great to be here on the right course?
(Smidge) Indeed it is!
(panting)
(Synth and Smidge) Yeah!
(panting)
(Poppy) Give it up for Demo.
Oh! And look, the last runner, Minuet Sonata,
is approaching the finish line!
(straining efforts)
Oh! But it's going to be close.
To make it within the time limit she'll need to finish in 10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
-5... -(Synth and Smidge) Come on!
(all) 4...
3...
2...
1!
(cheers)
(Minuet) I did it! I did it!
(Synth and Smidge) Yeah!
(cheering)
(Poppy) And now, having run like the Trolls did
not long ago, it's time to...
feast!
(cheering)
(Minuet) Huzzah!
At last, the moment I've worked so hard for...
(Synth) Uh, Mini-Min?
(Smidge) You okay?
(Minuet) Oh, yes. It's just...
eating this donut means so much to me.
It means I did what I set out to do.
No cutting corners.
Just indisputable accomplishment.
(Synth) Yeah, it sure was.
(Smidge) No cutting corners!
(Minuet) Indeed.
You see, as sweet as this donut is,
meeting my fitness goal is much, much sweeter.
(Synth and Smidge) Yeah...
(Minuet) What I'm trying to say is--
(Synth and Smidge) OK, stop!
(Smidge) We can't take it anymore!
(Minuet) What?
(Synth) You didn't run the real race course!
(Smidge) We wanted you to reach your goal so badly,
we led you down a bunch of shortcuts!
(Minuet) You... you mean, I didn't accomplish my goal?
(shake their heads in shame)
Well, that's just...
I mean, I... I...
I knew it.
-(Synth) Wait what? -(Smidge) You knew?
(Minuet) Please.
You think I wasn't aware that my pace was nowhere near
the 41 minute limit?
I'm a Classical Troll, I have perfect timing.
Plus, Synth's mustache was absurd.
-(Smidge) Ooh... -(Synth) Yeah that actually makes sense.
Sorry, Mini-Min.
We shoulda been straight with you.
(Smidge) Some trainers we turned out to be.
(Minuet) Yes.
Which is why I'll expect you to do better from here on out.
(Synth) From here on out?
(Smidge) You want us to keep training you?
(Minuet) Of course!
After all, it's not as if I failed to reach my goal.
I simply need to keep working, so I can achieve it next year.
And until then,
I'll need someone to help me give--
(excited gasp)
(Synth and Smidge) 224?
(Minuet) 224!
(Synth and Smidge) 224?
(Minuet) 224!
(Synth and Smidge) 224?
(Minuet) 224!
(all) Yeah!
(Minuet) But first:
I've been holding my head up for far too long
and I'm going to need your assistance!
* You know I love information *
* Yeah, I can't get enough *
* So when it rains surveys *
* That's me showing you love *
* Fill it out, fill it out *
* I lo-I love it so much *
* I'm doing more than one! *
* We gonna fill it out for ya *
* Fill it out for ya *
* Tell me who knew surveys could be this fun! *
* Let's fill it out! **