01x12 - Extra Tootering - The Last Scrapbook

[bunniefuu]

You could do it solo ♪

But then you'd be

All by yourself ♪

Yo! So it'd be more fun To share

this one with someone else ♪

Together we will soar

Across the sky and beyond ♪

So turn up your voice ♪

Stand up and sing along ♪

All different voices ♪

Everybody now! ♪

Our melodies ringing ♪

We're livin' in harmony ♪

Yeah

We're livin' in harmony ♪

Our song is much stronger

With every Troll singing ♪

We're livin' in harmony ♪

[Hip-hop music]

Leggo. Uh. Tiny Diamond ♪

Come on. Yeah! ♪

I might be tiny

But, yo, I shine bright ♪

Glittery diamonds ♪

I be the highlight ♪

Of any party, any time

Or place that I go, okay ♪

Brighter than the sun

More glitter than gold ♪

I got the body

Lights up the party ♪

Fly like a flyer bug

Like my daddy ♪

No need

To rock gems or jewelry ♪

'Cause I drip with bling

And, baby, that's all me ♪

A diamond shinin'

In the light ♪

So tiny

But glitterin' so bright ♪

Tiny Diamond ♪

[Horns blaring]

[Audience cheering]

- Tiny Diamond!

- Tiny!

There it is.

The new single I'm workin' on.

Now, hit Tiny Diamond

with that constructive

criticism, and don't hold back.

Ain't nothin' but tough love.

I don't know. Maybe, just

end it with a glitter fart?

Uh! Oh, right.

You know what?

Yeah,

show us your shine, Tiny.

[Like a train] Chugga-chugga,

chugga-chugga, toot, toot!

Chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga,

chugga-chugga

I, uh

[horns blaring]

No, Tiny! We said glitter,

not more air horns!

More air horns?

Comin' at ya!

[Horns blaring]

All right. Good feedback,

for real, everybody.

Bless up. One love.

Stay cool.

[Piano music]

Now, once you've given it

a moment to breathe,

lift it to your nose

and scratch the sticker.

[Horns blaring]

See ya around. Thinkin' about ya.

Peace out! Huh?

Tiny? What's wrong?

I can tell by the tone of your

air horn that you're very upset.

I'm an imposter, Daddy. A fraud! I'm

going to my room and never comin' out!

[Tiny crying]

Tiny?

Tiny, what's on your mind, Son?

[Sad music]

I, I can't glitter, Daddy.

Oh. Well, that's okay. You're

still a young Glitter Troll.

I was a late tooter, too.

But my friends think I can do it.

If they knew, I'm afraid

they'd think I was so weird.

I'm fragile, Daddy.

Tender for real.

Aw. Tiny,

there's nothing wrong

with being different.

Give it time, my boy.

After all, you can't put the

fart before the horse.

Yeah. Maybe you're right,

Daddy. It'll happen someday.

And until it does,

I'll just have to hide my true

self from everyone.

[Sighs]

Playin' an endless

game of pretend.

Everywhere I go,

my dark secret hanging over me,

like a disco ball

that does not shine.

[Electronic voice] No!

[Back to normal]

I can't take it anymore!

If this is that important to you,

Tiny, your father will not rest

until we get that glitter out!

Tiny,

glitter is about celebration.

A shimmering exclamation point

on an exciting moment.

Like a beat drop

at a dance party.

DJ!

[Electronic music]

So, when the time's right,

let fly!

You got it, Daddy.

[Electronic music]

[Exhales]

[Grunting]

Uh?

- My bad. Let's go again.

- Again, DJ.

[Electronic music]

[Grunts]

- Nope, go again.

- Again!

[Electronic music]

- Uh, rewind.

- Again!

[Smidge screams]

You can't build a beat

without dropping it.

I mean, I love you all,

but, oh, my God!

I'm sorry, Tiny. I really

thought that would work.

Now, hold on.

Don't give up, guys.

Yeah, this is Trollstopia.

If we all work together,

we can find a solution.

They're right, Tiny!

They're right!

[Country music]

Spicy foods

can get the glitter going.

And there's nothin' spicier

than the Country Western tribe's

five-alarm rainbow-bean chili!

[Poppy sighs]

[Screaming]

[Classical music]

Sometimes I feel the greatest urge

at the least appropriate times.

And at a classical concert, any

sound is wildly inappropriate.

[Classical music]

[Grunting]

[Fart passes]

[Everybody gasps]

- You did it!

- No, it was just my chair.

[Fart passing]

[everybody gasping]

I appreciate you, Daddy, Daddy's friends,

but rejection from my peers is inevitable.

A certitude, for real.

VAL:

The problem is

[bats squeak]

You're playing it too safe.

Val? Wait, are you saying

you have a solution

to our glitter problem?

When I go on stage,

and the crowd is like, "Yeah!"

And I'm like,

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

I have no choice

but to totally

[mimics electric guitar]

Get it?

Huh, I am both intrigued

and confused.

You gotta get

in front of your friends

and rock without a net.

When it really matters,

that's when you'll deliver.

Daddy, spread the word.

Because it's about to get

sparkly up in here!

Gather round, Trolls.

He's the boss with the gloss,

Mr. Rip van Twinkle himself

Tiny Diamond!

[Electronic music]

[Audience cheering]

[Audience gasps]

[Audience gasps]

It's glorious!

You're darn tootin'.

That's some darn tootin'!

[Audience cheering]

- Ha, Ha!

- DJ SUKI: Yay, woohoo!

You did it, Tiny!

I'm so proud of you!

[Echoing]

Proud of you!

- Oh

- Tiny, Tiny!

[Piano music]

Thank you all for helping my

son. This calls for a toast.

To Tiny!

Huh?

"To Daddy."

Oh, I'm Daddy.

TINY: Dear, Daddy. You

have been deceived.

Everyone has.

I wanted to glitter, Daddy.

But I lost my nerve.

[audience cheering]

So I came with a backup.

[sad music]

It was fake, Daddy.

These hips do lie.

So I'm running away

to live in the woods.

I'll be back one day,

when the glitter is real.

Bless up! Tiny.

Ah! My son has run away

[everybody gasps]

Into the dark heart

of the forest!

[Everybody gasps]

And there's a vicious

storm brewing!

[Thunder crashes]

Form a search party!

SEARCH PARTY:

Tiny, come on and party!

I found him!

[Thunder crashes]

Oh! Tiny Glitzgerald Diamond!

You get down here, right now!

No, Daddy!

Not until I can glitter.

[Tiny screaming]

Oh, no. Tiny! Stand back!

I'm going to glitter-jet my way up.

Guy, no! You can't create

a blast strong enough

to propel you that high.

Hmm. You're right,

Poppy, I can't.

Not on my own.

But this is Trollstopia.

[Everybody cheering]

Holly, I'm ready for the chili!

- Woo-hoo!

- Dante, set an inappropriate mood.

[Classical music]

DJ!

Whoo!

[Electronic music]

[Heroic music]

- Daddy?

- Tiny, please, we have to get out of here right now.

Don't you see, I love you

just the way you are. We all do.

But you're my daddy, Daddy.

You have to say that.

You're right, Tiny.

I guess because I'm your father,

in a way, I do have to say it.

But they don't.

[Gasps]

Your dad told us everything, Tiny.

Sorry we put so much pressure

on you before.

We don't care if you can't glitter.

We're your friends.

You guys don't think I'm weird?

Of course not.

Every Troll has their quirks.

Yeah! One time I was sad,

for five whole minutes!

So, you're saying it's okay 'cause

we're all a little different?

Mm-hmm.

[Tiny sniffs]

- That's what's up.

- EVERYBODY: Aww.

Yes, Tiny.

That is what's up.

[Thunder crashes]

[Everybody screaming]

Grab hold!

[Thunder crashes]

[Glitter shutting down]

Oh, no! I'm on empty!

[Guy screaming]

[Everybody screaming]

When it really matters,

that's when you'll deliver.

It's Diamond time.

The Tiny remix.

[Everybody screaming]

- Tiny!

- You ain't seen nothin' yet, Daddy!

Woohoo!

[Everybody cheering]

TROLL:

You did it! Yeah!

Now, that's what I call

"rockin' without a net."

Woo-hoo!

[Electronic voice]

Tiny!

[laughs]

[Back to normal]

You did it! You did it!

For the record, I'd still

love you if you couldn't.

But I'm glad to not be dead.

Me too, Daddy. For real.

Tiny, out!

[Horns blaring]

[Medieval music]

POPPY:

Imagine a world of magic,

a world of piñata giants!

[grunt]

And Lady Marigold,

a strong, kind-hearted heroine

on a quest to reclaim

the Party Hat of Destiny

from the evil Madame Maelstrom.

[laughs]

Plus, 270 characters,

52 realms

and a tangled web of backstorie

told out of chronological order

It's "The Glitterborn

Chronicles," the greatest serie

of Pop Troll fantasy scrapbooks

ever scissored!

[Giggles]

Sounds complicated.

It is! But don't worry,

author R. T. Plumegrass

wrote a dense companion

anthology to explain it all.

[Holly screams]

Though, R. T. Plumegrass

is just a pen name,

the author's actual identity

is a baffling mystery.

- Mm-hmm! Isn't that great?

- Y'all!

Y'all!

Oh

[lute music]

Oh, Lady Marigold.

[Lady chuckles]

What troubles you, Your Grace?

I really thought, with all these

new friends in Trollstopia,

I'd find someone

to share Glitterborn with.

I don't suppose you'd have a few

hours to talk about book five?

Ooh, Your Grace, well, I'm

not much of a fantasy reader.

But something tells me your

fortunes are about to change.

Ah?

[Guitar riffs]

Someone left a scrapbook mark?

Of an electric guitar?

[Gasps]

[Sighs]

Val Thundershock likes

Glitterborn Chronicles!

Val Thundershock!

Pff! What?

No. I only like stuff that's hardcore.

I got this to

prop up my wobbly table.

Okay.

I'm completely obsessed.

What? When?

How? Say things!

Ugh, I went looking for a book

to help get my head around a new

solo I'm working on.

I thought this said

"Guitar Brain Chronicles".

I was about to put it back

when something called out to me.

[Evil music]

I haven't stopped

reading it since.

Oh, Val,

don't you see what this means?

We can share our passion

for Glitterborn together.

I wanna squeal!

Do you wanna squeal?

I don't wanna squeal.

[Squeals]

- What do you love most about GBC?

- Oh, that's easy.

The heroine,

Madame Maelstrom.

Uh! Madame Maelstrom?

No, Val, Lady Marigold.

She has the compassion, the bravery,

and she says the inspiring line:

"May the shimmer of glitter

brighten your day,

and the sparkle inside you

show you the way."

Boo.

Madame Maelstrom's got the

cunning, the edge

and her dragons

keep the realm on its toes.

[Chuckles]

Dragons

No, no, no!

I don't believe this!

I finally find someone

who reads Glitterborn

and you're rooting

for the villain?

- Hero! Hero!

- Villain! Villain!

[Screaming]

Face it, Pop-squeak,

even when we like the same book

we can't get on the same page!

Now, I'm off to go check out

book seven. Alone.

Book seven?

But, Val, there is no book seven.

[Dramatic music]

- Say that again.

- The series, it has no ending.

R. T. Plumegrass

never wrote one.

[Clinking]

Val? Val, you okay?

VAL:

Excuse me one second.

[Val screams]

'Kay. Here's what's gonna happen. You

and me are gonna hunt down the author,

and find out once and for all who gets

to wear the Party Hat of Destiny!

But, Val, I've scoured

the books for clues.

None of them reveals

R. T. Plumegrass' real identity.

- Show me.

- POPPY: This is every Pop Troll in Trollstopia.

The author's someone

from my Dad's generation,

so that eliminates these.

And if you look

at these scissor cuts,

the angle and trajectory

suggest a left-handed scrapper.

And finally, a strand of the author's

hair trapped beneath the scrapbook tape.

But it's useless without sample

hairs to compare it to.

[Chuckles]

Leave that to me.

There. Hairbrushes from

the remaining suspects.

That'll give you

all the samples we need.

- Val! Did you steal these?

- No, I borrowed them.

Well, for the sake

of moving things forward,

I choose to believe that.

We've eliminated every Troll

but one.

Which means the author

is none other than

[both gasp]

Me? Rufus?

One a them hoity-toity book scrappers?

[laughs]

Can you imagine? Ol' Rufus

a-cuttin' and a -pastin' and a

A, a, a-cutting and a-pasting ♪

[laughs]

sh**t,

wouldn't that be somethin'.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Sorry to bother you, Rufus.

Wait! Poppy, what are you doing?

He's our Troll.

I know my friends, Val,

and I've never seen Rufus take

interest in scrapbooking, ever.

Ugh

Hmm

So long, Rufus. "May the shimmer

of glitter brighten your day."

"And the sparkle inside you

help show you the way!"

[chuckles]

[Gasps]

I mean, have a

ding-dong-hootenanny humdinger

as the crow flies,

two in the bush

Gotta go!

- Ugh!

- Rufus?

[Grunts]

You are

the alias R. T. Plumegrass?

Well, shucks, you're half

right, Queen Poppy.

I did scrap

The Glitterborn Chronicles.

But the fact is,

it is Rufus who is the alias.

[Super hero music]

[Sophisticatedly]

My real name is R. T. Plumegrass.

[Gasp]

Well, you see, when I first

snipped Glitterborn,

I, R. T. Plumegrass,

was young and full of ideas.

But when it came time for an

ending, the scissors went still.

- Aww.

- And so I quit!

And left the world

of glitterature behind.

With a new name, a new voice,

and thus, Rufus was born.

Aw, there has to be something

we can do to help.

I'm afraid not. Not unless

you have an ending. Hmm?

- You, R. T. Plumegrass, want us

- To write the ending?

I wanna squeal.

Do you wanna squeal?

Once.

[Squealing]

Let us never speak

of this again.

Luckily, I've given the ending

a lot of thought. Picture this.

Lady Marigold

meets Madame Maelstrom

on the Confetti Fields.

And just as Maelstrom readies

her dragon for an attack,

Lady Marigold draws forth

the Party Blower of Legend!

Its sound is so beautiful that

Maelstrom changes all her ways.

I change all my ways.

POPPY: And she willingly

gives Lady Marigold

the Party Hat of Destiny.

VAL:

But of course,

that would be a terrible ending

Huh?

VAL:

Which is why,

it turns out, Madame Maelstrom was

just waiting for Lady Marigold

to let her guard down.

[Madame Maelstrom laughs]

And then we learn, the

Glitterborn will never return.

Because prophecy and destiny aren't real.

And life is hard. The end.

What? She can't win.

You're missing the whole point

of the series!

- But the edginess makes it fun!

- What about friendship?

Dragons don't lose, Poppy.

It's dragon science.

Enough! You see?

This frustration is precisely

why I left the books behind.

I suggest you do the same.

Now, if you'll excuse me

[back to Rufus]

I've got me a hoedown to get to.

[Rufus humming]

Guess you were right, Val.

You and I really can't get

on the same page.

Guess not.

[Sad music]

Oh, Lady Marigold.

- What troubles you, Your Grace?

- It's Val.

It really seemed like Glitterborn

was bringing us closer together.

But do you know what she wanted

to do with the ending?

She wanted

Madam Maelstrom to win.

- Madam Maelstrom? How intriguing.

- I know! I

Wait, what?

Such a bold

and unexpected turn of events.

Well, that's the kind of ending

that would get people talking.

What?

You like Val's ending?

Oh, yes, Your Grace.

This Val sounds awfully creative.

You should definitely

listen to her.

Hmm

We should do the

ending your way!

Ah! Poppy!

What?

I know this sounds crazy,

but Lady Marigold visited me

in my imagination,

and showed me

that you appreciate Glitterborn

on a level that I never did

before and I am so sorry

- Poppy! I get it.

- You do?

Madame Maelstrom visited and

showed me the same thing about you.

So, I've got an idea.

We figured it out.

An outline for a whole new

ending to Glitterborn!

Wait.

[Sophisticatedly] You're proposing

that Lady Marigold and Madame Maelstrom

join forces and work together?

- Stranger things have happened.

- This, it's heartfelt, but edgy.

The ending ambiguous,

yet satisfyingly complete.

I will begin

scrapbooking at once!

And now that you have an ending you

can go back to being R. T. Plumegrass.

Huh. That's true,

but I'm actually rather fond

of being Rufus. Now

[back to Rufus] I've got some

snippety-snip-snippin' to get to.

Whoo, doggy!

Cut-cut sticky-sticky,

look at me now, Ma!

So, Val,

I don't suppose you'd have

- a few hours to talk book five?

- No.

We gotta start at book one!

[Gasps]

- Wait.

- Okay.

How about we talk

about chapter 113

[indiscernible conversation]

I might be tiny

But, yo, I shine bright ♪

Glittery diamonds

I be the highlight ♪

Of any party, any time

Or place that I go, okay ♪

Brighter than the sun

More glitter than gold ♪

I got the body

Lights up the party ♪

Fly like a flyer bug

Like my daddy ♪

A diamond shinin'

In the light ♪

So tiny

But glitterin' so bright ♪

Tiny Diamond ♪