The 6 Pop Trolls Just Stood There.

The Crowd Claps. 👏👏👏

"What The Heck Just Happened..."
Smidge Said.

"Our Friends Are Jazz Trolls Now...Thats What"
Legsly Said.

"But That's Impossible! Their Pop. How Can They....Just Change"
Biggie Said.

"I'm Gonna Find Out"
Smidge Cracked Her Knuckles.

Smidge Walks Up On Stage.

"Hey You!"
Smidge Called.

Chaz Looked Over At Smidge.

The Jazz Trolls Gasp.

"MORE POP TRESPASSERS?!"
Chaz Said.

"We're Not Trespassers"
Smidge Said.

"Well-"
Guy Said.

"Guy -.-"
Smidge Glared.

Guy Shuts Up.

"Serves You Right Homie, Hahaaaa"
Tiny Laughs.

Guy Shoves A Pacifier In Tiny's Mouth.

Brancho And Pizzazz Walk Over.

"Wazzzz-Good Fellow Jazzians"
Brancho Did Finger Guns.

"Much Loveeee Branchooo"
Pizzazz Said.

"What Kind Of Name Is Branch-O?"
Legsly Asked.

"Rhymes With Daddy-O"
Pizzazz Answered.

"Ohhhh"
They Say.

"It's A Nickname Often Used In Jazz"
Chaz Said.

"Sounds Foreign"
Cooper Said.

"Anyways That's Besides The Point! Get Out Or I Will Be Forced To Tranquilize You All!"
Chaz Grabbed His Trumpet.

"Tranquilize? Is That What You Did To Branch And Poppy?!"
Smidge Said.

"Maybe I Did....Maybe I Didn't"
Chaz Replied.

"How Dare You! Put Them Back Into Their Pop Selves!"
Smidge Demands.

"Yeahhhh See I Would....But Nah"
Chaz Shrugs.

"Wait- If He Tranquilized Poppy And Branch With A Jazz Instrument....Then We Should Be Able To Tranquilize The Two With A Pop Instrument"
Biggie Thought.

"Great Idea! Where's The Pop Mic Peppy Gave Us?"
Smidge Asked.

"Doesn't Poppy Have It?"
Legsly Said.

Pizzazz Took Out The Pop Mic.
"You Mean This? Looks Horrifying"

"Yes That! GIMME!"
Smidge Snatches The Pop Mic.

Smidge Turns On The Pop Mic.

Smidge Clears Her Throat.
"Okay...Everyone On 3!....1....2...3!"

The 6 Sing A Pop Note Into The Pop Mic Towards Poppy And Branch.

🎵 Ooooo🎵

Poppy And Branch Become Tranquilized To The Pop Sound.

And Switch Back To Their Pop Selves.

Poppy Shakes Her Head.
"W-What Happend?"

Branch Rubs His Head.
"Ugh....Jeez....OMG! I'm Wearing A Suit And Tie! But Why....."

Branch Thought.

Branch Shrugs.
"Oh Well-"

Branch Sings.
🎵 As Long As I Got My Suit And-🎵

Tiny Shoves His Pacifier In Branch's Mouth.

"Dude, You're Killin Me Rn"
Tiny Glared.

"This Jazz King Here Tranquilized You With Jazz Music"
Smidge Said.

Poppy Turned To Chaz.
"You Did?! But Why?! We're Nice Pop Trolls!"

Chaz Sighed.
"Look I'm Sorry, I'm Just Trying My Best To Keep My Tribe Safe"

"But Chaz, You And Your Tribe Is Hidden. Seems Pretty Safe"
Poppy Said.

"Not Exactly, You See....King Thrash From Rock Destroyed Our String From The Harp And Forces Us To Stay Away From The Troll Kingdoms"
Chaz Explained.

Poppy Gasped.
"No Flippin Way....That Sounds Horrible!"

Chaz Nods.
"And Now That We're Not Part Of The Troll Kingdoms Anymore....I Never Know What's Gonna Happen To My Tribe Without A String. So I Try To Keep Them Safe At All Costs. I'm Sorry I Tranquilized You"

"It's Okay Chaz, I Understand. It's Tough Keeping A Community Safe. Like For Me And The Pop Trolls"
Poppy Explained.

"Well You're Very Kind Queen Poppy"
Chaz Said.

Branch Scratches His Head.
"I'm Still Confused By This Whole...Tranquilizing Thing. How Does It Work?"

Chaz Explains.
"Well Every Troll Tribe Has Their Own Unique Instrument For Their Own Music. And If Another Troll From A Different Tribe Comes In Contact With That Music....It Will Change Them And Switch Them Over To That Particular Tribe"

"Ohhhh.....Our World Is Complicated"
Branch Said.

"But Thanks Again For Not Trying To Harm Us"
Chaz Said.

"Oh It's Alright, I'm Actually Pretty Curious About All The Tribes And Yours Is Pretty Nice And cOoL"
Poppy Said.

Branch Scoffs.
"Cool? Come Come Now, This Place Is Absurd!"

"Excuse Me?"
Chaz Looked Over.

"I Mean Cmon! Suits? Dresses? Ties? Shades?! More Like Outdated Tribe! Plus The Jazz Sound Is Too Predictable And The Same Thing. OH LOOK AT ME, I'M A JAZZ MUSICIAN WITH THE TUBA AND TRUMPET BLEH BLEH BLEH BLEH BLEH!"
Branch Laughs.

The Jazz Trolls Glare At Branch Triggered.
"😡😡😡"

Branch's Eyes Widen.
"Oop-"

Chaz Wacks Branch In The Head With His Trumpet.