Seeking the Trolls
They moved around the
ice castle, but there didn't appear to be any other way inside.
“We could break our
way in,” Leonard suggested.
“I don't know how
Elsa would react,” Anna objected.
“We'll there are more
of us. We could just go in the door,” Lena said.
“We'll try it,”
Kristoff said. “But there is still that other snowman.”
“That’s true,”
Lena said. She wasn’t sure how they were going surmount that
obstacle.
Indeed, Marshmellow
immediately moved to stop them as they approached the door. “Go
away!”
“Charge the door!”
Leonard said, grabbing Anna and Lena's hands.
“No!” Kristoff
said.
“What?” Anna asked.
“Look at her hair,
it's going white,” Kristoff said.
Leonard looked at Anna.
“There's snow in it,” he said.
“Wait, It's
changing,” Lena said. “Something's happening.” The hair was
changing color right in front of her!
“Her sister
accidentally hit her with her powers in there,” Kristoff explained.
“I don't think this
is good,” Lena said. More of the Princess’ hair was changing.
“We have to go see my
friends,” Kristoff said.
“No!” Anna said.
“Yes,” Kristoff
said.
“But the winter?”
Lena asked. She wanted to talk to the Queen, but the Princess’
condition took priority.
“My friends might
have some answers about it,” Kristoff answered.
“Lead the way,”
Lena said. ‘I hope they do!’
“Lena!” Leonard
objected.
“You can stay here.
Try to talk to the Queen on your own,” Lena said.
“I doubt that would
work,” Leonard said.
“Besides. Kristoff
and Olaf can't take Anna on their own,” Lena added.
“I
guess not.”
They started moving
away from the castle.
“So, where are these
friends?” Lena asked.
“That way,”
Kristoff said.
“OK.”
“I
know much of this area. I hope the paths are still passable.”
On the Baffin,
Janal looked at the latest weather data with great concern.
“Temperatures in Arendelle are still dropping.”
“Average
temperature?” Emerson asked.
“265 Kelvin,” Janal
reported. “The influence is spreading into the Baltic and North
Seas. Storm activity is spreading into the British Isles, Low
Countries and northern Germany.” The situation was getting worse.
“That's not good at
all...” Emerson murmured.
“Albert and Andersen
might fail, and there is no telling how far the phenomenon may
spread.”
“So, you think the
worst case scenario is the entire planet becoming a snowball?”
Hernandez nodded.
Emerson turned back to the viewscreen. He didn't want to watch as the
planet died.
“Also, the aurora borelais down there would be beautiful.”
“What do you mean?”
“Meaning that the solar activity is high.”
“Got it.”
Fortunately it wasn't far to Kristoff's friends.
“So,
when I say friends, they're more like family,” Kristoff said.
“Anyway, when I was a kid, it was just me and Sven until
they, you know, kind of took us in.”
“They did?” Anna asked.
“Yeah.
I don't want to scare you, they can be a little bit inappropriate.
And loud, very loud. They're also stubborn at times, and a little
overbearing, and heavy. Really, really heavy. Which you'll...but you
know, you'll get it. They're fine. They mean well.”
Lena
wasn't sure what he meant. 'Who are these friends?' she wondered
quickly.
“Kristoff,
they sound wonderful,” Anna said.
“Okay
then,” Kristoff said. He turned around and looked at the others.
“Meet my family.”
“Where
are they?” Lena asked. All she saw were rocks.
“Hey
guys!” Kristoff said, waving his arms.
“They're
rocks,” Anna said, stating the obvious.
“You
are a sight for sore eyes,” Kristoff said to one of the apparent
rocks.
“He's
crazy,” Olaf stated.
“Maybe,”
Lena said. She turned around and quickly took out her tricorder.
“There are life sign readings,” she whispered to Leonard.
“I'll
distract them while you run,” Olaf said to Anna. He then ran
forwards and said. “Hi, Kristoff's family.”
Lena
rolled her eyes as she put the tricorder away.
“Okay. I'm
going to go,” Anna decided. She turned to leave.
“No, Anna,
wait!”
The Trolls
then rolled up to the group.
“Kristoff's
home!” one of the trolls proclaimed as the others started jumping
around.
Leonard
wasn't sure what to make of the Trolls. “No species I kmow of in
our universe is like this,” he said to Lena.
“None that
exist, anyway,” Lena said enigmatically.
'What does
she mean? Is there fiction or mythology about them?'
