(A week later)

A week had passed, and things had been going pretty well. But needless to say, there had been some hiccups. Over on Marientte's end, she and Chat Noir had to deal with the Mime; an akumatized Fred Haprèle. Not only was he Mylène Haprèle's dad, but he was also a terrific actor who had been tricked out of the leading role of his current production. In the end, after the Mime had been defeated and released, he had been given his role back and the play had been a smash hit. And all the while of the Mime's attack, Marientte had been trying to fix a mistake she had made. She had done Alya a favor as Ladybug, by recognising her in the crowd after an akuma attack as the reporter filmed the interaction. But after Alya showed her the video, Marinette accidentally deleted it when Alya went to get her laptop. She did attempt to fix the mistake and recreate the video, but ended up coming clean to Alya. Her luck turned out when Alya revealed that she already saved the video, but she still managed to give her an exclusive interview from Ladybug.

However, things had been quite on Jim's line of work. Granted he still had to train for his duel with Draal in two days, but his progress was going very well in such a short amount of time. But that would change on one fateful night...

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It was a peaceful night in Arcadia. The streets were quiet, and all inhabitants were in their houses and enjoying the night. But the silence was interrupted by a boulting truck barreling down the street, the tires squealing in protest as the reckless driver continued down the road. As his knees controlled the steering wheel, the driver's hands flew around in the air, acting as if he was playing the drums while he hummed along to the rock song playing on the radio, eyes closed as he sped past a house. The driver soon skidded to a stop and backed up a bit before putting the truck in park, while a soft growl came from the bushes as a head emerged from the plants, watching the automobile closely.

The driver; unaware of the figure in the bushes, stepped out of his truck as he was still jammed to the rock music that blasted through his headphones. While dancing to the loud music, he pulled open the back hatch and yanked a package from underneath a few more, before continuing up to the house, throwing the package around as he danced. With the careless driver being distracted, the creature that had been watching him, jumped from the bushes, the sound of his rapidly moving feet blended with his raspy breathing as he headed for the unguarded truck. The creature quickly invaded the truck, and set its gaze onto the numerous boxes inside the truck, leaving the driver unaware as he advanced on the steps, dropping the fragile box as he did so.

"Whoa!" The delivery man cried as the box leaned a little too far to the side, before he caught it. Meanwhile, the creature that invaded the truck was sniffing the wooden crates, the objects rustling as he shifted the pieces around. The still mysterious creature moaned before suddenly jumping onto the crate, showing any who was witnessing the event just what creature it was... a goblin. The goblin stood on all fours, watching his surroundings as his long, nimble fingers wrapped onto the taillight, his head popping out from the bed of the truck.

"Wa-cha-ka!" the lead goblin called out, quietly waved for the little scavenger group he had brought along to come out of the bushes. Immediately after he did, a lookout goblin popped out and landed next to the truck.

"Ola-mola!" the lookout called out, prompting three more goblins to crawl out of the bushes and take over the truck. The tiny group then began searching through the random packages as one kept lookout, glaring at the driver who mimicked a guitar riff and rang the doorbell. While the other goblins searched, one had found a black marker, breathing heavily at his discovery. He turned around to face the others with a formal look, before swiftly drawing a leader-like mustache above his lip. As most of the other goblins admired his new look, speaking their native language to their now known leader, the last goblin waved the group to a package they couldn't open.

Over with the driver, as he discovered that no one was going to answer the door, he scribbled down information on a little piece of paper before sticking it to the person's door. At the sight, the lookout goblin gasped as the driver headed back to the truck, before warning the team. Forgetting the idea of opening the lid, the gang of goblins decided to push the crate out from the truck, before the three of them hid beneath the mail truck as the mailman slid the undelivered package back inside. As the human wrote on a slip of paper, the three glanced upward and discovered their leader was still trapped inside the truck.

When the driver was finished with his writing, he slid the door shut to the back of the truck, and then slipped into the driver's seat. The free goblins, seeing that the coast was clear, pushed the box out from underneath so they could wait for their friend. The exhaust pipe let out a wave of smoke, startling the goblins. However, with luck on their side, their leader pulled open the large door laughing as he was free. But with a jerk from the driver, the goblin was thrown from the truck and landed in the path of the reversing wheel, l;eaving the other three to watch as a sickening crunch caused them to flinch.

The truck quickly pulled away, leaving the dead body of the goblin as its green guts splattered on the pavement, its limbs stiff in the air while a large tire track painted across the back of the corpse. The marker the now-dead leader had suddenly rolled to the next heir to the throne, almost like what the amulet had done with Jim. The goblin then picked up the black colored marker, and screamed...

"Waka chaka!" the new goblin leader proclaimed before he sketched an identical mustache that the past leader had worn. At his proclamation, the other goblins joined in as they repeated the phrase, leaving the leader to laugh in anticipation of the wrath they would inflict on the killer of their kin.

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Down in Trollmarket, the Heroes forge was working overtime as a mechanical attack dummy quickly turned, releasing fire from its sides towards the Trollhunter. With ease, Jim rolled from the fire but ended up in the path of multiple sharp objects being shot at him from another attack dummy. In response, he twisted his sword and blocked every one of the flying sharp objects. Once he was in the clear, Jim ran around Blinky as he stood in the middle of the training area as he instructed Jim.

"Always be afraid. Fear heightens your senses. Fear keeps you alive." Blinky stated while Jim still managed to block the weapons. Feeling accomplished in his abilities, Jim leaned proudly on his sword when he saw he had blocked all the projectiles aiming for him. That was until a silver cannonball hit Jim in the back, and knocked him off his feet.

"Arrogance gets you killed." the six-eyed troll finished as Jim laid at his feet, catching his breath from the unexpected hit.

"Yeah, I'll have to remember that." Jim said with a groan as he looked up at Blinky.

"Draal, however, does not fear you. That will be his weakness, but not you. You'll be wetting your armor. That will be your strength." Blinky continued as he lifted Jim from the ground, placing him back on his feet and shoving his master gently forward. Once he was back on his feet, Jim raised his sword and moved forward with each swing, once again blocking each blow. On the sidelines of the training area, Toby and Aaarrrgghh were watching the boys progress, while Toby was wearing an exercise suit, and squatting with a bit of pressure as he did so.

"Oh, yeah. Looking good, Jimbo. Feel the burn!" Toby encouraged as he kept doing his squats. "If Jim's getting fit, I'm getting fit." the rounded boy explained before he held up a fancy new 'Chubby Tracker' bracelet for Aaarrrgghh to see, causing the little machine to beep on his wrist.

"Don't want to be too big." Toby remarked before going into a few jumping jacks. But at his words, Aaarrrgghh moaned at the thought that he wasn't in good shape. When seeing how his words affected the large troll, Toby quickly corrected himself after hearing his troll friend's distress.

"Not that there's anything wrong with being big. But if I'm gonna have Jim's back, I gotta be nimble." the rounded boy explained as he gave the air a few punches, before he began to run in place. Seeing how Toby was 'getting fit', Aaarrrgghh started copying him while Jim trained in front of them. Soon enough the tracker beeped, stopping Aaarrrgghh and Toby from running.

"Yeah, baby! Hit a benchmark. I've run a total of a hundred feet. Five calories burned. Nice!" Toby celebrated as he showed Aaarrrgghh the progress meter on his phone. Meanwhile, Jim slashed through each stone figure, slicing them into many pieces before another mechanical figure popped up with a surprise. Another round of sharp metal spears were blown from the holes in the machine, but Jim easily stopped them in their warpath with another slash of his sword.

"You know, I think being afraid is the one rule that I- Oh!" Jim began, only to be interrupted by the need to duck as more metal spears flew over his head, stabbing another training machine. As the spears hit the training dummy, the machine instantly lit up in flames. "...I excel at." Jim finished with a chuckle as he stood back up and pointed his sword at the machine.

"No, Master Jim. You must excel at all three. If trolls are ever going to embrace you as Trollhunter, you must ignore your humanly instincts." Blinky lectured, leaving Jim to listen with rapt attention. But his attention was suddenly focused on another machine that had stood and prepared its weapons. Before it could take down its target, Jim threw his sword at it, the metal slicing easily through the rock and leaving Blinky in awe at Jim's reflexes.

"Do that, and I have no doubt you will defeat Draal." Blinky exclaimed before he hugged Jim tightly with one arm as they stared at the defeated training area. As smoke began weaving its way into the air, a laugh echoed in the vast room as two figures entered, joining the group. Among the new arrivals was Draal, who side-eyed Jim as he passed by, laughing at the young boy.

"Look, it's training. Cute." Draal mocked with a growl, before continuing through the room and sharing a laugh with another troll, only to start speaking in a foreign language. As they left, Blinky walked back up to Jim to refocus the boy's attention on something other than Draal's taunting.

"Let your fear keep you alive. Let his arrogance lead him astray. Defeat him and you'll make history." Blinky encouraged before he led Jim out of the arena, the training session for the night concluded.

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(Time Skip)

The next morning, like Stickler had promised, Jim's history class were now on their field trip and standing outside the museum as Ms. Nomura began to address the students.

"I know contemporary media might lead you to believe European history is full of swords, sorcery, and scandal. I assure you, the truth is far more interesting, and there's no better place to start than Renaissance Era pottery." Nomura regaled, only for her words to leave the students sighing in boredom, while Eli gasped in wonder. But Strickler hadn't missed the faces of his students, so he decided to speak up.

"Since we have limited time, Ms. Nomura, perhaps it's best if they explore the museum on their own. Don't you think?" Strickler offered, knowing that the students would like the suggestion.

With no hesitation, the class ran off in different directions, leaving the two grown-ups at the front steps as the students invaded the museum. In no time at all, the group was walking through the halls while Jim and Toby followed behind.

"So, check this out, man. If I walk fifty thousand steps, I get the t-shirt. A hundred thousand nets me the water bottle." Toby started to explain to Jim with a chuckle, while Jim's eyes looked around the museum; even spying a "do not enter" sign to his right. But he chose to ignore it and pressed on with the rest of the class as they made their way to the second floor.

"But if I get five hundred thousand oh, man, you guys that's when things get interesting!" the geology nerd went on as he and Jim rounded a corner in their path. But Jim's limited focus on Toby was immediately pulled away when he saw Claire; who took interest in a fancy dress on display, standing next to a bored looking Steve. At the unwelcomed sight, Jim stopped in his tracks, causing Toby to do the same and stop beside his friend and leading him to connect the dots on why they suddenly paused when he saw where his best friend was looking.

"Look at that embroidery." Claire commented.

"Hey, sorry if you got caught up in that little tiff between Lake and I, but I want you to know that I want to get better, and even if I'm not the one doing Romeo, I think the situation is making another side of me come out." Steve admitted, trying to get back onto Claire's good side as the girl's attention was pulled away from the dress.

"Apology accepted. You were a jerk." Claire replied, before returning to her oogaling of the dress on display. However, Steve spied Jim and Toby watching his and Claire's conversation, and decided to taunt the poor boy. With a pleasant feeling, Steve stepped behind Claire-keeping eye contact with Jim-before he wrapped his arms around himself and started moaning and kissing with mockery. At the sight of Steve's taunting, Jim sighed and bent over the railing in exasperation.

"Aw, come on, man. Don't let Steve get to you. Claire's a smart girl. She'll realize he's a jerk." Toby reassured, hoping to cheer his best friend up.

"I sure hope you're right. But how am I going to get a chance to talk to her?" Jim asked with a questioning eyebrow.

"Easy. Just use this soon-to-be perfect moment, dude. Take her hand and use those lips of yours and talk to her." Toby explained. Followed by a couple of lifts of his eyebrows and no longer throwing fingers into Jim's face, Toby then headed off towards Steve and Claire.

"Toby, no, no! Wait, wait!" Jim exclaimed, trying to stop his best friend, but ultimately failed. But as Toby slid towards Steve and held his hand beside his mouth, Jim's phone buzzed. The Trollhunter then pulled it out of his pocket and saw that he had received a text from Marinette in the group chat, and promptly opened it to read the message.

Group Chat: Arcadia's Unlucky Trio

Marifairy: Hey Jimbro! Sorry for the last minute notice, but I've got a quiz in class tomorrow and I need to study. Think we can skip our daily call just this once?

Jimbo: Not a problem! Me and Tobes are actually on our History class field trip at the moment. And Toby's currently getting Steve to leave Claire so I can have a chance to talk to her.

MariFary: Seriously?! Then why are you wasting time talking to me! Go and seize the opportunity before Steve has a chance to mess it up for you!

After reading Marinette's text, Jim took a quick glance to see a retreating Steve, and Toby waving him over as he backed away from Claire to give them some room.

Group Chat: Arcadia's Unlucky Trio

Jimbo: Looks like Toby's plan worked. My time to shine!

MariFairy: Don't blow it then. Hope it goes well for you.

Jimbo: Anything will be better than what you allegedly manage to say to Adrien on a daily basis

MariFairy: Ha, ha. Very funny.🙄😑 Talk to you later. Bye ❤️

Jimbo: Bye 😘

With nervousness, Jim put his phone back into his pocket and shyly stepped over to his secret crush in order to start a conversation with a nervous chuckle.

"Looking at these displays, I'm really wishing our play had these costumes." Jim began as he ended up next to Claire.

"I know, right? Considering what our school budget is, I'll most likely end up doing the balcony scene in my bathrobe." Claire joked as she looked over at Jim.

"If anyone could pull it off, it'd be you, Claire. You're the only one on stage who actually looks like they know what they're doing." Jim said with a smile, making Claire giggle in appreciation.

"Tell that to my parents. Do you know what their advice was the one time I got a B? 'Drop the play'." Claire stated as the two were lost amid their conversation, stepping towards the railing of the balcony.

"Are they crazy? You were born for this. It's like..." Jim began, before he scoots a little closer to Claire, a gap still standing between them. "...Your calling. My mom would be stoked if I ever found something to be so passionate about." Jim exclaimed.

"Wow! You're pretty passionate yourself, Mr. Guru. What about you? What's calling you, Jim Lake Junior?" Claire questioned, turning to face Jim, leading him to clear his throat to answer. But as Jim was talking to his crush, Toby's attention was pulled away from watching the two talking and over to a few people that crowded Eli as his lips poured out the many new conspiracies he had.

"At first, I thought it was an alien. Definitely not human. - It's some sort of monster!" Eli spouted out as he showed the crowding students his phone.

"Come on, give it up, Eli." A girl student said as she and the others dismissed Eli's newest claim.

"No, no! This time, I have photographic evidence." Eli claimed as he showed off the picture of what he found that morning. With an eyebrow raised, Toby stepped over to Eli and took a look at the picture. To his shock, the picture displayed on the screen was of the dead goblin, with Eli's shocked face in the bottom corner.

"Hey, Eli, can I see your phone real quick?" Toby hurriedly asked. Without letting Eli answer, Toby pulled the phone from Eli's small hands. "Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh. Oh, darn!" the geology nerd muttered as he pretended to zoom in on the squashed corpse of a creature. But he deleted it insead, even going as far as deleting it from the trash to make sure it couldn't be recovered.

"What the heck? You deleted it?" Eli exclaimed in anger as he grabbed his phone back, finding that the picture was no longer in his gallery.

"[chuckles] Darn these stubby little fingers. If it's any consolation, I believed you." Toby encouraged before Eli walked away, and his tracker beeped. "Believing, one calorie." the rounded boy announced as the other students around him were walking away. After the crowd left, Toby looked back at his friend, knowing he would have to break up the conversation that he had just 'forced' them in.

"Hey, so I've gotta ask. You said that you had a full plate last week. If you weren't going to show up for rehearsals, why even try out?" Claire questioned, wanting to know more about Jim.

"Honestly, on top of my already full plate, I kind of auditioned by accident. But I'm glad I did. I really like the company it offers." Jim answered after his awkwardness towards Claire had passed.

"Aw! Thanks." Claire answered with a chuckle.

"Um, I was talking about Eli." Jim joked. Getting the joke, Claire laughed while she placed her hand on his shoulder. But unfortunately for their moment, Toby sneaked beside them and cleared his throat, which stopped Claire in her laughing fritz to find Toby with a worried smile.

"This better be good, Tobes." the Trollhunter nearly growled when he saw Toby ruining the moment.

"It's actually kind of bad. We have a problem." Toby whispered to his friend who had been doing his best to keep his smile in front of Claire.

"What kind of problem?" Jim asked, beginning to feel worried for the answer.

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When night fell, Jim and Toby met up with Blinky and Aaarrrgghh!!! at Eli's house. On the street where Eli had taken the picture, the group saw that the goblin body was still laying there when they arrived to check it out.

"Voila!" Toby announced while Jim poked the goblin with a stick as Aaarrrgghh and Blinky crowded the two.

"Not voila. Goblin." Aaarrrgghh!!! said as he looked at Toby.

"Goblin?" Jim questioned.

"Ruthless tricksters. Petty street vandals who leave a wake of destruction. This is not good." Blinky explained, right before Jim stood up and chucked the stick to the side.

"Well, justice was served. We should get back and train for Draal." Jim offered.

"Oh, no, Master Jim. Where there is one, there are many. And, as for the unfortunate soul who ran over this small fellow, may Skaargen's swift blade have mercy!" Blinky proclaimed before he spat on 2 of his palms, and rubbed them together before sticking them far apart as Toby walked off from the group.

"And why is that?" Jim asked.

"Naturally, goblin payback is ten-fold." Blinky replied, holding up ten of his twenty fingers to convey his claim.

"Are you saying whoever ran this guy over is in serious trouble?" Jim questioned, now starting to see the dangers the goblins posed.

"A delivery driver left a sticky note on Eli's house." Toby called out as he returned to the group with a tiny slip of paper in his hand. "Wait for it. The goblin might have gotten squashed by the delivery truck!" the geology nerd theorized as he held up the small parchment.

"Hey, let me see that." Jim said as he gently pulled the paper from his best friend's fingertips. "If the driver's returning at eight, we need to be here, too. I'm not gonna let some poor guy become goblin chow on my watch." the Trollhunter announced with determination.

"Master Jim, answering the call!" Blinky exclaimed in excitement, happy to see Jim starting to take on his responsibilities as the Trollhunter.

"So cool. Stakeout! [chuckles] Past my curfew!" Toby shouted as he threw his arms happily into the air in his excitement.

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Soon the street was empty, except for a car that had sped through the lonely street. On the side of the road, Jim and Blinky were hiding behind a bush while Toby and Aaarrrgghh had taken cover behind a wooden fence.

"[growls] It's already nine o'clock. Ugh. It appears the only thing being delivered is failed expectations." Blinky grumbled beside Jim in annoyance, his stone arms crossed over his body while Jim held a pair of binoculars over his eyes, watching for signs for the goblins.

"At least, no sign of goblins." Jim remarked, right before his phone started buzzing. Feeling the vibrations, Jim handed the binoculars to Blinky and pulled his phone out of his pocket, to find Marinette was calling him.

"Who is that?" Blinky asked as he tried to look through the binoculars.

"My sister, Marinette." Jim replied before he answered the call, drawing Blinky's attention from the binoculars.

"The Miraculous Holder!?" Blinky excitedly questioned as he turned to face Jim. Considering this was the first time he had the opportunity to meet the young girl, Blinky had every right to be excited.

"Yep, that's her." Jim confirmed as Marinette showed up on the screen.

"Salutations, young Miraculous Holder! It is an honor to finally meet you!" Blinky greeted, pushing Jim away from the screen to see the young girl for himself. But instead of a smiling face greeting the six-eyed troll, all you could see in Marinette's face... was pure shock.

"Um, hi? Blinky... right? It's... nice to meet you too." Marinette managed to say through her shock. Seeing how his sister was reacting, Jim pushed Blinky out of the way and tried to salvage the situation.

"Hey sis. How have you been?" Jim nervously greeted. That seemed to knock Marinette back to her senses, as she shook her head to clear her thoughts.

"When were you going to tell me that Blinky and Aaarrrgghh!!! know I'm a Miraculous Holder?!" Marinette angrily questioned Jim, her eyes staring daggers at him and making him gulp in nervousness.

"I was planning to at some stage." Jim admitted, nervously scratching the back of his head with his free hand. "I'm completely doomed, aren't I?" the Trollhunter questioned, knowing that she had the right to be angry at him. But to his surprise, Marinette only sighed out in acceptance.

"Depending on the reason why you told them, yes you are. But I'm assuming that you spilled the beans because of your knowledge of Trolls, before they even told you anything?" Marinette asked, hitting the mark dead on.

"Yes, and that's the only reason! Otherwise, I would have remained tight lipped. You know that I wouldn't have done so, unless I needed to." Jim replied, hoping to reassure Marinette that she could still trust him.

"I know, don't worry. I'll let this one slide. But if you do something like that again..." Marinette began, deciding to instill a little fear into the boy to discourage him from doing the same thing again.

"I'll be at the mercy of whatever punishment you see fit. No questions asked." Jim finished, knowing that was where the threat was going. Once she had confirmation from Jim, she smiled and rolled her eyes at him.

"Glad to see you've learned your lesson." Marinette remarked with a smirk.

"I know you too well, Mari. I never want to incur your wrath." Jim answered, lifting his free hand in surrender. "But all in all, how have you been? Any akumas?" the Trollhunter asked, hoping to get to their usual catch up time.

"None since Le Mime. It's been pretty quiet on my end. But it looks like you have some stuff going on over on your side of things." Marinette pointed out as she glanced over to Blinky. "Sorry for the less than stellar introduction, Blinky. It truly is an honor to meet my brother's mentor." the designer addressed Blinky, hoping to give him a better introduction than what she did earlier.

"And to you as well. Though I am surprised to find our introduction to be in the middle of a stakeout for goblins." Blinky replied, bringing up the reason as to why he was with Jim in the first place.

"Wait, what?" Marinette questioned.

"Allow me to explain. Earlier, Eli had been showing off a picture of something supernatural he found. So me and Toby decided to check it out with Blinky and Aaarrrgghh!!! when night came around. But when we got to where Eli took the photo, they revealed it was a dead goblin." Jim explained, satisfying much of Marinette's curiosity, but leaving some of it unresolved.

"Goblins are real too? What's next? Griffins?" Marinette rhetorically wondered out loud.

"I doubt it. Griffins tend to nest in high mountain ranges to the north." Blinky admitted, revealing yet another supernatural creature that existed.

"That was a rhetorical question, Blinky. But thanks for the new tidbit." Marinette thanked, not expecting to have her question answered.

"Anyway, after we found the dead goblin, Blinky told us that the goblin being killed was a bad thing." Jim continued, drawing Marinette's attention back to him.

"Why's that?" Marinette asked.

"Because Goblin payback comes in ten-fold. The one who killed the goblin was a delivery truck driver, and they are scheduled to come back tonight." Blinky explained, leaving Marinette's curiosity more settled by his answer.

"So that means you guys are on a stakeout?" Marinette asked, an eyebrow raised in questioning.

"Yep. The good news is that there haven't been any signs of goblins. But the bad news is that we don't know when the truck might show up." Jim admitted as he pulled out a walkie talkie, while Blinky continued to inspect the foreign object that had only fit two eyes. "Hey, Tobes, all clear. How's it going over there?" the Trollhunter asked through the walkie talkie.

"All good in the hood, Trollhunter. Except I can't stop moving." Toby proclaimed as he and Aaarrrgghh!!! were still hiding in their position. Yet, instead of staying still, Toby ran in place as he spoke into the small intercom that fit in his hands."My love of stakeouts is being ruined by my overwhelming need to obtain swag. Other than that, nothing unusual." the rounded boy reported.

"You are unusual." Aaarrrgghh!!! pointed out.

"Say hi to MariFariy for me, by the way. War Hammer out." Toby finished before signing off. But a second after, a pair of headlights appeared at the end of the street, lighting the way as a truck rumbled down the quiet street. "War Hammer to Trollhunter, the package has arrived!" Toby spoke into the walkie talkie as Aaarrrgghh!!!'s eyes doubled in size at the sight of the truck.

As Toby's voice echoed in the walkie talkie, Jim, Blinky, and Marinette watched as the truck pulled to a stop in front of its intended house. As they watched, the same delivery man from the previous night opened his cab door, he was still lost in the rock music his headphones continued to play. After he went to the back, and the driver's buttery fingers dropped the fragile package after grabbing from the trailer of the truck, he began to walk to the front door of Eli's house.

"We better get him out of here before it's too late." Jim decided.

"Then get off your butts, and get on with it!" Marinette responded as Blinky watched through the glass of the binoculars. But unfortunately for the group, it was too late.

"Wait! His fate may already be sealed." Blinky declared as he watched goblins taking out each street light by one, darkening the road. "They're here. Look!" the six-eyed troll exclaimed as he handed the binoculars to Jim. At the other end of the street, the newly crowned leader of the goblins scuttled to the center of the street. With a snap of his fingers, many clusters of glowing eyes appeared from the thick blanket of fog, before the leader commanded them in his native language.

"No, I'm not gonna let an innocent person-" Jim began as he stood up from their hiding spot and dropped the spy gear as he began to push through the bushes.

"Great trouble! There appears to be far more than I had anticipated." Blinky spoke into the two-way-device after gently shoving Jim to the ground, stopping him from walking into his own deathbed. "Stay down and don't make a sound. In their frenzied state, they'll attack any in their path." the six-eyed troll warned as he gently pushed Jim closer to the ground, while Aaarrrgghh!!! and Toby followed his advice.

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As the glowing eyes advanced down the street, the mailman made it to the doorstep and rang the doorbell. Once he did, he dropped the package again, letting the pieces shatter even more as he still showed no care for the package, or realized the gang of goblins was behind him.

"Oh! Oops!" the delivery guy uttered before he bent down to pick up the package, just before Eli answered the door, happy to see the crate in the man's hands, and not realizing the goblins either.

"Yes! My spy gear has arrived!" Eli cheered as he grabbed the box from the delivery guy and shook it. "Unassembled!" the conspiracy theorist exclaimed, listening to each piece as they collided inside the small container and not even considering that his package had been broken. But his happiness was diluted when the delivery guy barged into his house in hopes of using the bathroom.

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Back over with Jim, he looked above him to find a Goblin had taken out the light and moved his phone so Marientte could have a look as well.

"This isn't good." Marinette quietly remarked as the goblin above them scuttled down to the ground.

"But that's Eli! He's in my class." Jim told Blinky as he stood up from the ground in worry, moving his phone to a good angle so Marinette could see as well.

"He was in your class." Blinky replied as he placed a comforting hand on Jim's shoulder, not seeing a way to spare the young boy in time.

"You can't seriously be considering we let the goblins hurt Eli! He might be a little enthusiastic about his theories, but that doesn't mean we leave him for dead." Marinette argued as the last light had been taken out. Once the light was gone, the goblins screeched from their hiding spots, and appeared on the street to head for their target.

"Waka Chaka Waka-Chaka-wa!" The goblins cried as the large pile hoarded the truck, nibbling away at the metal.

"Oh, my goblins!" Toby exclaimed from his and Aaarrrgghh!!!'s hiding spot as they watched the carnage.

"Well, that took a weird turn." Marinette pointed out as she watched the truck starting to shrink from the goblin's vengeance.

"Unexpected. Their dispute isn't with the driver at all, but rather the transportation that had flattened their kinsman." Blinky noticed as he spoke into the walkie talkie while they all kept watching the goblins. But at the sight of the horde, he remembered a very important detail. "Ooh, you must not be afraid, Master Jim!" the six-eyed troll warned, leaving the boy confused.

"Wait a minute, I thought the first rule of trollhunting was to 'always be afraid'." Jim brought up, not seeing why Blinky was being so confusing.

"Trolls, not goblins." Aaarrrgghh!!! clarified from Toby's walkie talkie.

"Goblins crave the pheromone of terror, an odor you appear to be releasing quite generously." Blinky explained, leaving the humans in attendance in shock.

"Wait, what!" Mairnette exclaimed.

"This is too much. You mean, they can smell fear?" Toby worriedly questioned before he sniffed himself, trying to see if he could smell it as well. "Oh, no! I can smell it, too." the rounded boy announced, his worry increasing by the minute.

"Then stop, or they will eat you!" Blinky warned through the walkie talkie which only caused Toby to scream from his end. In an attempt to not reveal their location, Blinky quickly covered the speaker with his hands, only for him, Jim and Marinette to watch with fear as three goblins pick their heads out from the crowd that just finished off the truck. A few seconds later, the Goblins caught their scent and turned with a growl to snarl at the watchers in the area.

"Perhaps I made my point too loud. Run!" the six-eyed troll yelled before he and Jim ran from out of the bush as Goblins followed behind. Toby and Aaarrrggh soon followed behind, the large troll placing Toby on his back before running after the pursuing group of goblins, leading the group to run away as the delivery man left Eli's house. But as he strummed an air guitar, he finally looked at the street to see the very few remaining pieces of his truck were piled on the sidewalk.

"Whoa... Where's my truck?" the delivery man questioned out loud.

Over with the fleeing group, as Jim kept running he heard the familiar click of his amulet and pulled it from his pocket to see why it had clicked. However, he and Marinette were surprised to see the three blue glowing orbs sink into Jim's heart, allowing the armor to appear over his clothes.

"Why did you summon your armor in the middle of being chased?!" Marinette exclaimed, leading Blinky to turn his head and see Jim in his armor.

"I didn't do it on purpose!" Jim replied as he kept running, only to start slowing down from the added weight of the armor.

"Now is not the time for armor! It'll only slow you down!" Blinky called to the boy behind him.

"You think I'm trying to do this?" Jim yelled as he started to slow down even more from his armor.

"Your armor is responding to your emotional state! Control your fear, or you'll be dinner!" Blinky warned as he continued to run.

"It's so, so heavy!" Jim whined as he fell behind, becoming an easier target for the goblins as they began to hang on the Trollhunter's legs and arms, putting more weight on Jim's already heavy massed armor. At the grip of the goblins, Jim yelped before he tossed his phone into the air.

"JIM!" Marinette shouted while the phone flew through the air, towards Blinky as he turned around to see Jim's new predicament.

"Master Jim!" Blinky exclaimed as he caught the phone, and Jim was dragged away from Blinky, sparks appearing from his metal fingertips as they grazed the concrete. But thankfully, Aaarrrgghh!!!'s large hand suddenly grabbed Jim's stretched out one, and threw him on top of the large troll's hairy back, keeping him from the creature's reach. As Aaarrrgghh!!! easily punched each Goblin from his path, he caught up to a smiling Blinky as the six-eyed troll tossed Jim his phone. While the group continued to flee, the armor finally disintegrated into nothing before Toby's Chubby Tracker beeped, making the rounded boy lift his wrist up to his eye level.

"Oh, my gosh! I just got a free t-shirt! - This is so much cardio!" Toby announced while keeping a hold on Aaarrrgghh!!!'s back.

"Are you seriously thinking about free swag at a moment like this, Toby! You know very well that I could easily make this same stuff, but at a better quality and still free!" Marinette shouted at Toby, infuriated with his desire to win more points.

"Yeah, but I'm earning it. No offense, but it's much more satisfying!" Toby replied back, right before a goblin caught his outstretched hand, hanging onto Toby and pulling him towards the ground. Taking immediate action, Jim held onto his best friend's foot, and tried his best to keep Toby with him since he was so close to making contact with the pavement.

"Get it off, get it off, get it off!" the geology nerd screamed while the goblin was pounded against the pavement as Aaarrrgghh!!! kept running. After much more pounding on the concrete, the goblin finally released the boy, taking the Chubby tracker with him.

"No! My points!" Toby exclaimed as the loss of his tracker.

"Your points? Our/Your lives, Tobes!" Both Jim and Marinette replied as Jim pulled Toby back onto the safety net of Aaarrrgghh!!!. Meanwhile, the tracker beeps as it clung to the neck of the leader, before they angrily stood up from the ground and began his chase once again.

"We need to find refuge! Trollmarket's too far." Blinky proclaimed as they kept running.

"Cut through these backyards. We'll get to my house. Come on, come on, come on!" Toby exclaimed before leading the group. They followed Toby's direction and cut through each backyard as the Goblins followed quickly behind, letting out their raspy calls of Waka Chaka. Soon enough, they reached Toby's house.

"Up and over." Aaarrrgghh!!! said as he gently set his two human friends over the fence, letting them run to Toby's house as he lifted Blinky over before jumping over himself. Toby then ran to his back door and twisted the handle, only to find it locked.

"Uh..." Toby gasped out before his small hands immediately went to feel around in his pockets in the desperate need to find his keys. But as he did, the Goblins managed to find the fence, and jumped over as Toby fiddled with his newly found keys.

"Come on, come on! Hurry, Tobes!" Marinette shouted from the phone, seeing the goblins climbing over the fence from her current angle.

"Don't rush me!" Toby shouted as he finally got the key inside the lock, soon twisting the key around while the Goblins surrounded them.

"Oh, no." Jim groaned as everyone pressed against the wall with Toby preoccupied with the lock. As if by a miracle, Toby finally managed to unlock the door.

"Ah! I did it! Yes! I rule, I rule!" Toby exclaimed before he, Jim, and Blinky ran into the safe hold of the house. But being too big, Aaarrrgghh!!! once again got stuck between the door frame while the Goblins emerged.

"Uh-oh." Aaarrrgghh!!! uttered as the goblins got closer. Quickly thinking, Toby flicked on the porch light, blinding each Goblin before they ran off and over the fence, Aaarrrgghh!!! still stuck in the door. Toby then climbed onto the shoulder of his friend to see that the screaming Goblins had retreated.

"Thank gosh for Nana's anti-burglar mania." Toby said breathlessly as the leader Goblin stopped on the peak of the fence as he grinned wickedly, the tracker beeping as well.

"Wa-Cha-ka!" The Goblin leader growled out before the horde retreated, leaving the group safe in the house.