Hi everyone! Welcome to my first fan fiction! This idea has been rattling around in my brain for a few weeks now, and I'm finally letting it out! I really wanted to do a Disney movie adaptation, and Enchanted came to mind almost immediately. It's just so well suited to the Trolls characters! So without further ado, on with the story!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Trolls or Enchanted. Those rights go to Dreamworks and Disney and their respective owners.

Chapter One- A Special Maiden

"And they all lived happily ever after. The end." Read an elderly purple troll with mint green hair streaked with grey and green eyes, surrounded by her troll daycare children. She closed the book with satisfaction, and rose from her wooden rocking chair.

"Read us another, Grandma Rosiepuff!" cried a small troll with a fuchsia body and shocking pink hair. Rosiepuff smiled. Even though she had only one grandchild, she considered all children in troll village her honorary grandchildren. Therefore, everyone called her "Grandma", even some of the adults.

"Which story would you like, Lavender?" She asked.

"I want to hear Trolladdin!" said the little girl.

"No, read us Robin Troll!" protested a little boy. All the little trolls began arguing over which story they wanted to hear. Rosiepuff thought for a moment, and then pulled a leather bound book from her red knitted bag.

"How about this?" Instantly, she had everyone's attention. In her hand was a brown book, decorated with gold designs and pink morning glories. Blue birds perched above the books title.

"Ench-chant-Enchanted?" Another little troll struggled to read the title. "Very good, Basil." Rosiepuff complimented. "Yes, this story was one of my favorites when I was your age. It has different worlds, a handsome prince, powerful magic, and even a dragon!" The captivated children stared at her, anxiously waiting for her to continue.

Instead, she stood up. "Oh, but you probably won't even like it." She said, dismissing their obvious interest in the book.

"WAIT!" the children cried in unison.

"Please read the story, Grandma Rosiepuff."

"We'll be so good!"

"Please?"

"Oh, alright." The elderly troll replied with a smile, settling back into her chair. She opened the book to the first page, holding it up so the children could see the ornate illustrations.

"Once upon a time, in a magical kingdom know as Trolldalasia, there lived an evil queen. Selfish and cruel, she lived in fear that her stepson would marry, and she would lose her throne forever. So, she did everything in her power to prevent him from meeting the one special troll maiden with whom he would share true loves kiss."

In a little white cottage, deep in The Forest of Serenity, a young female troll was hard at work. She had flamingo pink skin with sparkles on her cheeks, and dark pink hair which she wore loose with a blue flowered headband. Her blue and green sundress floated around her as she twirled about her cozy living room, surrounded by her animal friends. Her name was Poppy, and though she lived alone, she was constantly surrounded by the forest animals, which were drawn in by her positive, joyful nature. Poppy loved to sing and dance, and when her beautiful voice rang through the forest, anyone nearby had to stop and listen. She was a romantic young troll, and viewed the world through the innocent eyes of a child. The night before, Poppy had had a dream of finally meeting her prince, so her friends were helping her recreate him in the form of a home-made statue.

"Alright everybody, let's move it!" ordered a yellow squirrel with a blue tail tied with a pink bow, her strangely deep voice reverberating around the small space. "We've got to get this statue finished while it's still ingrained in her cranium!"

"How about these for the eyes, Poppy?" Asked two owlpuffs in unison, dropping a pair of amethysts into the pink troll's hands.

"Oh, they're perfect!" She gasped, holding them up to her bright pink eyes. "And they're purple, like his." She put the gems into place and sighed. "Oh, Smidge," she told the squirrel, "It was such a wonderful dream. We were dancing, and singing, and then we hugged and…" She trailed off and sighed dreamily.

Smidge grinned and crossed her paws. "Is it finished, honey?"

Poppy nodded. "I think so. Presenting, everyone, my true love, my prince." She turned her statue around to face the crowd of excited animals. Made from household and forest items, it depicted a purple troll with blue hair turning to teal at the tips in a heroic pose. All the animals oohed and ahhed, until Poppy gasped in horror, putting her hands to her face. "Oh my goodness!"

Smidge scurried to her side. "What is it, honey?"

Poppy cocked her head to one side as she studied the statue. She stroked her hand across the prince's smooth face. "I forgot to give him lips."

A bright blue bug with a deep green shell crawled over to Poppy, his antenna nearly reaching her waist. "Does he have to have lips? "He wondered.

Poppy bent down to look into his eyes. "Of course! When you meet that someone who is right for you;"

Before two can become one, there's something you must do." She began to sing.

"Do you pull each others hair?" wondered an orange worm, pulling his sisters red hair until she kicked him.

"Do you feed each other cake?" asked an orange colorfly, stuffing a cupcake into a blue colorfly's mouth, nearly toppling him off the statue.

Poppy giggled. "No. There is something sweeter that everybody needs."

Poppy crossed to her vanity and sat down, beginning to brush her hair.

"I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss. And a prince I'm hoping comes with this."

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, next to her statue, before standing up to sneak up behind her sleeping yellow starflight friend.

"That's what brings everaftering so happy."

She pulled the starflight's blue lips into a smile, as some of the animals formed a fluffy tower. The lime green ellor on top, wobbling on his four stick-like legs, presented Poppy with a red rose.

"That's the reason we need lips so much. For lips are the only things that touch."

Poppy accepted the rose from the ellor and kissed the top of his head, causing him to curl in to a ball and drop to the floor, embarrassed.

"So to spend a life of happiness. Just find who you love, through true love's kiss."

Poppy performed a graceful twirl and leap around her home, before approaching the tucked the rose into her prince's brown vest, reaching out to touch his lip-less mouth. On the statue's shoulder, Smidge sighed happily, watching her love struck best friend. Poppy put her hand to her chin in thought, pondering her statue.

"If we're going to find the perfect pair of lips," she told Smidge, glancing toward her window, "We're going to need a lot more help." Poppy rushed to her elegant glass windows, and threw them open, singing out into the forest. "Aaaaa. Aaaaa. Aaaaaaa."

Animals all across the forest popped out of their homes, trees, and rivers to echo back, "Aaaaa. Aaaaa. Aaaaaaa." Then they scurried to Poppy's house, leaping through windows and sliding down the chimney. Poppy beamed as owlpuffs and colorflys circled around her, joining in her song.

"She's been dreaming of a true love's kiss."

One worm lost his balance on the windowsill and fell in to Poppy's kitchen sink, which was full of soapy dishwater. When he popped up again, he wore a crown and beard of bubbles, and a disgruntled expression.

"And a prince she's hoping comes with this."

The animals formed an assembly line, passing along anything they could find that might serve as lips for the statue. Even the trees and flowers outside helped, knocking items through the window for the colorfly's to catch and pass to the creatures below.

"That's what brings everafterings so happy."

Smidge contributed items she pulled from her tail, and held each one up to the prince troll's face so Poppy could study them. Smidge held up a comb, a purple banana, a pea pod, and a daisy chain, but none of them seemed quite right to the pinkette.

"So happy."

Then, as Poppy held up an apple with a bite out of it up to the mannequin, a small pink inchworm popped out, who Poppy grabbed.

"That's the reason we need lips so much. For lips are the only things that touch."

Poppy stretched the worm across the prince's face, and all the animals held their breath in anticipation. Poppy beamed too, her eyes full of hope. The worm turned around and gave the group a look of great distain, and crawled away over the statue's shoulder.

"Humph!"

Poppy shrugged and drew closer to her handsome prince, caressing his face, and then sitting on his outstretched knee. Her eyes never left his sparkling ones as she sang;

"So to spend a life of happiness…Just find who you love,"

The animals harmonized softly in the background, as the owlpuffs carried a garland of roses toward her, and released them over the couple. Poppy stared lovingly up at the statue.

"Through true love's kiss."

I have to give credit where credit is due. The song in this chapter is "True Love's Kiss" by Alan Menken. If you want more of the story, please review and favorite!