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MadMadamMalfoy · 09-13-2020, 11:23 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

A pen? A pen wasn't interesting to the baby troll!

The CLICK CLICK CLICK sound, however, had it intrigued. It even took a few steps closer to him, then a few more.

Still, it wanted HIM to bring the DOLLIE. And Heath wasn't doing anything with the dollie, so the troll threw back its head and let out a loud WAIL of protest.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH wah wah wah mwaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The wail was so loud that it caused ripples to form in the water. Surely someone else heard this cry?

Heath watched, intrigued, as the baby troll came closer. Yes! That’s it, baby troll, he thought. Just a little farther... He kept making the click, click noise with the pen cap as it approached, and for a moment, he thought he might actually succeed in befriending the little one. Then it started wailing. Heath’s heart sank for two reasons. One: that racket was bound to alert the baby’s mum and dad, who he knew couldn’t be far. Two (and perhaps just as important): he didn’t like seeing any creature in distress, with the exception of a few truly evil humans who deserved to suffer.

Oh, no! Poor baby troll! Don’t cry… Heath had no idea what he’d done to set it off, but he knew he had to figure out how to calm it and fast! Okay, so it probably didn’t like the pen. Now what? As he looked around, his eyes fell to the doll at his feet. Was this what the baby wanted? If so, how could he give it back without walking onto the bridge? Sorry, little troll, but he was in no mood to be the guest of honor at a troll family reunion!

An idea suddenly occurred to him! The only problem was he needed his wand to do it, but he also needed his wand to see his surroundings. Maybe there was a way he could do both… “Nox,” Heath whispered, allowing the light from his wand to go out. Wasting no time, he cast another spell, and bluebell flames hovered over his left hand. Now that his wand was free, he could use it for what he had in mind. “Wingardium leviosa,” he cast on the doll, watching as it rose in the air. Taking a cautious step forward, he directed it down the bridge toward its owner, bouncing it up and down a little in an attempt to make it look like it was dancing. He wan’t using magic to harm the troll; he was using it to entertain it.

Come on, baby troll! Watch the dollie...

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MadMadamMalfoy Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,149 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Seventh Year	Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ ❄ Showtunes > Everything ❄ ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl A pen? A pen wasn't interesting to the baby troll! The CLICK CLICK CLICK sound, however, had it intrigued. It even took a few steps closer to him, then a few more. Still, it wanted HIM to bring the DOLLIE. And Heath wasn't doing anything with the dollie, so the troll threw back its head and let out a loud WAIL of protest. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH wah wah wah mwaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" The wail was so loud that it caused ripples to form in the water. Surely someone else heard this cry? Heath watched, intrigued, as the baby troll came closer. Yes! That’s it, baby troll, he thought. Just a little farther... He kept making the click, click noise with the pen cap as it approached, and for a moment, he thought he might actually succeed in befriending the little one. Then it started wailing. Heath’s heart sank for two reasons. One: that racket was bound to alert the baby’s mum and dad, who he knew couldn’t be far. Two (and perhaps just as important): he didn’t like seeing any creature in distress, with the exception of a few truly evil humans who deserved to suffer. Oh, no! Poor baby troll! Don’t cry… Heath had no idea what he’d done to set it off, but he knew he had to figure out how to calm it and fast! Okay, so it probably didn’t like the pen. Now what? As he looked around, his eyes fell to the doll at his feet. Was this what the baby wanted? If so, how could he give it back without walking onto the bridge? Sorry, little troll, but he was in no mood to be the guest of honor at a troll family reunion! An idea suddenly occurred to him! The only problem was he needed his wand to do it, but he also needed his wand to see his surroundings. Maybe there was a way he could do both… “Nox,” Heath whispered, allowing the light from his wand to go out. Wasting no time, he cast another spell, and bluebell flames hovered over his left hand. Now that his wand was free, he could use it for what he had in mind. “Wingardium leviosa,” he cast on the doll, watching as it rose in the air. Taking a cautious step forward, he directed it down the bridge toward its owner, bouncing it up and down a little in an attempt to make it look like it was dancing. He wan’t using magic to harm the troll; he was using it to entertain it. Come on, baby troll! Watch the dollie... __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...