A.N. ...Inspiration comes spontaneously to me, so that's why I'm doing this. This is going to be based on the Barbie Princess and the Pauper, and to make things easier, Bergens and Trolls are going to be the same size, and different nationalities of the same species. Okay? Okay! Ooh, and to make things less awkward for the climax, Creek will have a sister named Stream.
DISCLAIMER: TROLLS, BARBIE, AND THE PRINCESS AND THE PAUPER DO NOT BELONG TO ME!
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms.
One, was in a secret village hidden far away.
The inhabitants of this village were known as trolls, who loved nothing more than to sing and dance and hug.
The other, was a few miles away, in a town coated with smog.
The inhabitants of this town were known as Bergens.
Now, most Bergens were serious and hard working, but some, still had time for fun.
They may look like two ordinary kingdoms, but in each of them, something amazing was happening.
Two identical babies were born at the exact same moment.
One, was a beautiful troll princess known as Princess Poppy.
King Peppy, and his wife Lilac, ensured she would have only the best.
The other baby was named Bridget, and while her parents Wart and Moth were poor, they loved her just as much as the trolls loved Poppy.
The only problem was, they barely had any income.
How could they survive with another mouth to feed?
Years passed.
Poppy and Bridget grew up.
The troll princess sang and danced and hugged, but soon, the time had come for her to undertake rigorous training.
Her father Peppy was old, and was preparing to pass the crown to her.
The bergen pauper, on the other hand, worked long and hard as a scullery maid for the ruthless and spiteful royal Chef.
With such different lifestyles, and kingdoms far away, it wasn't surprising that Poppy and Bridget never met.
But Fate decreed they would...
King Peppy walked to the royal treasury.
He sighed, missing his queen more than ever.
Lilac had been attacked by a mountain lion on a royal vacation, leaving the orange troll widowed.
He didn't even realize he was at his destination until he almost passed it!
Peppy quickly walked in.
"Ah, Pyrite!" he greeted a purple troll with glasses.
"How's our Button situation?"
Pyrite sighed and took his glasses off.
"Sire...we have a bit of a problem. The value of these buttons have decreased significantly, leaving them worthless..." he frowned at the king.
Peppy gasped.
"But...but that means..."
Pyrite nodded sadly.
The village was bankrupt.
The king felt his legs wobble and he sat down quickly.
"How can I take care of my trolls?"
He couldn't call on his advisors Creek and Stream, since they were away on a journey concerning a "spiritual awakening."
Pyrite's assistants looked at their sire worriedly.
A pale pink troll named Pearl spoke up.
"What about Princess Poppy? Would she be ready to take the throne yet?" she asked.
Peppy shook his head.
"What about our bergen allies?" asked another troll named Copper.
"They have a handsome king, and lots of money, so-"
"-so Poppy can marry him! You're a genius, Copper!"
He rushed out to tell Poppy.
Pyrite, Pearl, and Copper stared after him happily.
The princess, meanwhile, had just finished reading a story to the village kids, (along with her pet beetle Flower, of course,) and was walking out, when-
"Princess Poppy! THERE you are! You're late for your royal fitting!"
Her personal assistant Biggie caught up to her, and she sighed in annoyance.
The big blue troll instantly seized her hand and dragged her off, Flower trying to keep up.
"Personally, I don't even see why this is necessary!"
Biggie looked at her in shock.
"You have to look your best for King Gristle! Why else?"
They started running again, making it to the royal clothing designers', Satin and Chenille's, pod.
The conjoined twins instantly started busying themselves over her, while Biggie read from a long scroll on what she had to do next.
"Okay Poppy, we have at most fifteen minutes for this, since you are so behind schedule already! Once the twins have your dress planned out, there's your math, history, and geography lessons with Branch, your diction lessons with Codex, your-Poppy?"
Biggie looked up, the princess having disappeared.
He sighed.
"Why must Princess Poppy always run off at the most inconvenient times?"
Poppy sighed and strolled casually along, stressed from everything happening at such a fast pace.
Seeing as singing always helped her relax, not to mention Flower liking it, she began to do just that.
"All these weeks I've always wanted,
to have one day just for me.
Nothing to do and for once nowhere I need to be!
With no lessons, meetings, or lunches,
or to-do list in the way!
No one to say when to eat or read or leave or stay!"
She sighed.
"That would be the day..."
A few miles away, in Bergentown, Bridget was going about her daily chores with HER pet beetle, which she named Leaf.
She always sung to pass the time, hoping to earn money from her voice someday.
"All my life I've always wanted
to have one day for myself!
Not waking up with a pile of work to do myself!
With no floors in need of mopping,
or glass windows to spray,
No dirty plates with a thousand spots to wipe away!
...and no debt to pay."
Bridget's parents were in debtor's prison, since they borrowed so much money from Chef to provide for her with no means to pay it back.
When they were taken away, she decided to work for Chef to pay it off, and hopefully get her parents back.
"Biggest mistake of my life..." she muttered.
"What was that, IDGET?"
Bridget gasped and turned around.
"Sorry Chef! And it's Bridget..." she said uselessly, knowing that Chef would never listen.
"I don't want to hear it! Anyway, I've been adding the numbers, and calculated that YOU'LL be working for ME for another THIRTY SEVEN YEARS!"
Bridget gaped in horror.
"But I've already paid off more than half! And my parents'll be dead by then!"
"But there's an interest! Your parents should have thought of that before they borrowed so much! And it's YOUR mistake for coming to work for me!" yelled Chef.
"THEY BORROWED THAT MONEY TO FEED ME!"
"AND IT'S THEIR MISTAKE FOR DOING SO!"
Chef slammed the door as she walked out.
Bridget huffed angrily, and without knowing, sang the same words as Poppy.
"What would it be like to be..."
"What would it be like to be free?"
"FREE!"
Poppy twirled around, lost in her fantasy.
"Free to try
crazy things..."
"Free from endless IOU's..."
"Free to fly..."
"Free to sing..."
"And marry whom I choose!" Poppy sang longingly, thinking of her handsome tutor Branch.
She didn't even notice she walked into her father's study.
Peppy stood up, sighed, and embraced his daughter.
"I'm so sorry, Poppy dearest. I wish we didn't have to do this either..."
He pulled away to look her in the eyes.
"But, as we both know, it's important that you marry King Gristle. It IS the only to take care of our trolls."
Poppy looked down, her heart wishing she didn't have to say this.
"I know. It's my duty."
Their heart to heart talk was interrupted when a servant walked in, informing the orange troll of another engagement gift arriving.
"Oh! Sorry Poppy, I must see to this."
He walked away, muttering "Hopefully it's not as big as the new carriage..." under his breath.
Poppy giggled at her father's words, but soon her thoughts darkened at the approaching arrival of King Gristle.
"You would think that I'm so lucky
that I have so many things.
I'm realizing that every present comes with strings!"
At the same time, Bridget was doing dishes.
"Though I know that I have nothing
My determination's strong!
People will gather around the world to hear my song!"
One of her only Bergen friends passed by.
"Can I come along?"
They both giggled before having to resume their chores.
Poppy and Bridget started overlapping each other again.
"Now I fear I'll never be..."
"Soon I will forever be..."
"FREE!
I close my eyes
and feel myself fly
a thousand miles away...
I could take flight
but would it be right?
My conscience tells me STAY!" the two sang in unison.
Feeling more relaxed, and knowing that she couldn't get out of the wedding, Poppy opted for a big finish.
"I'll remain forever royal!"
Bridget was doing the same thing, though in her case, in was in confidence that she would be free soon.
"I'll repay my parents' debt!"
"Duty means doing the things your heart may well regret!" they sang together.
"But I'll never stop believing!" The troll princess sang determinedly.
"She can never stop my schemes!"
"There's more to life than just beaus and gowns, and cleaning 'till it gleams, in my dreams, I'LL BE FREE!" they both finished together.
Night fell.
Stars twinkled in the dark sky, and the princess ad the pauper slept peacefully.
Neither of them had any idea, that in the trolls' royal treasury...an evil scheme was being planned.
A.N. Well, that's the first chapter. What do you think? You know the drill: Read, Review, but NO FLAMES!