If Suki was honest, she wasn't a troll who kept tabs on things going on around her.

Not that she minded too much, she just wished trolls would at least tell her what happened when she got back from one of her small trips to her… special place. It wasn't her fault that she spent so much time there that important things happened while she was away.

So you could say she was rightfully confused to see very different trolls when she went back to the village. She would have panicked, but nobody seemed to be worried or scared of the new comers, so she simply walked around till she was back to her pod and slept to the next morning.

Afterwards, she went to Poppy for answers. Turns out she missed a lot while she was away. First a tour, different music trolls, and a whole crazy plan. Wow.

As usual, Poppy asked where she went, and she easily lied. As much as she cared about Poppy, she didn't want to share her special place with anyone. Especially with her friends. As much as she cared about them, it was her special place, and she didn't want anyone intruding on it.

Still, it was nice to be back in the village now. Though it was disappointing that she missed Guy Diamond's son's birth. The little guy looked just like his dad in a mini version.

Meeting new trolls was kind of an overload at first, but she slowly enjoyed the music they brought. And finding out Cooper was really a Funk Troll all along, added with the fact that he was a missing prince, was an even bigger surprise. Still, she wanted to try to see if she could make new mixes to her groove.

A trip to Funk City inspired her, but it didn't quite give her that right tune to play. The lyrics came to her easily, but the music was harder to obtain. Nothing seemed right with her words, no matter how hard she tried.

Sighing, she set her pen down. As much as she loved music, she was having trouble making something new for others to enjoy. And now with these new trolls, she wanted to make a complete big impression.

Her hand reached into her hair, searching for something till her fingers brushed over something smooth. She grabbed it, pulling out a seashell. It was small, chipped and cracked in many places but it still held strong together.

She pressed the seashell close to her cheek, feeling the cool hard shell against her soft skin. A small smile crossed her face, relaxing against the shell.

It's a promise! As long as you have this shell, we'll meet again!

A voice rung in her head. Faint, distant, unfamiliar. She didn't recall who gave her this shell, but she held on to it. It was calming, her ties to a secure place. She just wished she remembered who gave her this shell.

Sighing, she placed the shell back in her hair, making sure it was hidden and out of sight. "Maybe a walk around the village will help me get in the groove." She mumbled, leaving her pod.

Yes I know this chapter is short and I took a long time to update it and I'm sorry for that, but I've been having trouble for inspiration for this story!

I really really want to continue this story to the end, but everyone, I NEED your help. Like, as much as I want to keep it original, I need help for inspiration for new future chapters. I don't want to give up on this story just because I lost the motivation and how to continue. I love making something for all of you to enjoy, and now I'm asking for your help.

Leave a review or message me of what I should put in the next chapter. If it seems good enough or works with the story, I'll put it in and give credit to those who helped me on the chapter.

Please. I don't want to abandon this story, so please help me out here.

And sorry about the long wait Snowfairy35! I promise that I'll do better with the updates!