A group of young troll kids no older than the age of nine were playing in the fresh mud puddles near the edge of the village. They were venturing to close the forest and all it's potenical dangers. A certain young grey troll had to warn them of said dangers.

"You don't want to go in there," he said coming up behind them carrying as many twigs as his little arms could hold.

The troll leading the group of older troll kids stopped and turn to see the young grey troll syanding behind the, "What is it this time Stick?" he hissed placing his hands on his hips and glaring back at the young troll. "Is it the Boogie Troll?" he laughed causing the other three to laugh along.

"No!" the grey troll shot back feeling his cheeks go hot as the four of them laughed at him. "And my name is Branch not Stick."

"Whatever," the lead troll shrugged.

"You don't know," Branch tried to explain "the bergens could be out there waiting to eat tasty trolls like you."

The trolls just rolled their eyes "You're crazy," they teased

"Fine get eaten," Branch huffed as he turned away from them "I don't care."

The leader decided it would be funny to throw mud at the young troll, so he very quickly bent down and scooped up a large handful of gooey mud. He grinned as he held the ball in his hand "HEY STICK!" he shouted to get Branch's attention.

Branch stopped in his tracks and turned back to face the group of trolls "I told you name is Bra..." he started to say but was cut off with a face full of mud. The young troll dropped hall his gathered twigs to grab the left side of his face, not only had the older troll thrown mud in his but hidden inside was a pretty good size rock which Branch was sure the older kid knew was in there. It took all his strength to hold back some tears that were threatning to come out. The sound of their laughter filled his ears as he quickly tried to gather his dropped twigs back up. He didn't understand why they did what they did, all he had done was try to warn them about going out into the forest.

He was about to reach for the final twig when 'SPLAT!' another handful of mud hit him.

"STOP IT!" he shouted as he started to shake in anger

'SPLAT!'

The four trolls laughed even harder when they saw that they were making him angry "I think he's gonna cry," the leader smirked as he gathered another handful of mud.

Another 'Splat!' to the side of the face...Branch was not going to give in and cry in front of these bullies.

"Hey guys," the leader laughed as they moved closer to the smaller troll "did you you know only ugly trolls turn grey."

"Ignore them," Branch calmly told himself

Seeing that his words were not affecting the young troll like he wanted them to. The older troll looked around until his fell upon a bigger rock, smirked as he bent down to retieve it.

One of his friends decided that he too was going to join in on some of the fun and scooped up a hand full of mud.

"Leave me alone," Branch said down low.

"What was that Stick?" the leader asked smugly

Branch brought his face up to meet the older troll "I said leave me alo..."

'WHACK!' Now that one hurt the most not only because it was thrown a closer range or a bigger rock but because it hit him directly in eye. Branch's head felt like it was spinning and if he tried to move he would just topple over.

Only the lead troll was laughing "That one look like it hurt," one of them said in a concerned voice

"Is he alright?" another one asked

"Oh snap!" the third one squealed pointing at the spot the rock had hit "he's bleeding."

Branch wanted to run away from them but as soon as he tried to turn away he fell over and his head felt heaver than normal. If he could just get back to his bunker then he would be safe and sound. He let go of his twigs once again and tried to pick himself back up, his arms shook as they struggled hold his weight up. Branch managed gathered all his strength and slowly stand up on his still wobbly legs.

The older lead troll frowned "I see you cry!" he hissed as came face to face with the smaller troll.

Branch prepared himself but whatever the older troll was planning on doing he would never find out because at that moment King Peppy and Princess Poppy appeared.

"What's going here?" the king questioned

"Just playing King Peppy," the older troll lied

As the King scolded the four trolls Branch used this as his opportunity to escape. He almose made it when the princess blocked his way.

"Are you alright?" she asked sweetly

"Leave me alone," he said as he pushed past her.

"WAIT!" she called after him but just kept going and completely ignoring her.

Once he was safely locked inside his bunker he let his tears fall as he sat against wall. He wiped the mud from his face and looked down at his palm at the blood and mud mixed together. He continued to cry as he brought his knees to his chest...This happened to him just because he was trying to warn some trolls of the dangers that lurked out in forest.