Alright, it's time for a TrollxBelf oneshot! Recently I found quite a fair bit of TrollxBelf work here on and on DeviantART. Just something about it that seems very interesting. Hats of to all the folks who ship Trolls and Belfs as couples! Well it looks like I'll join in now. This oneshot is a sort of prequel chapter for the next big fanfic of mine, 'High Noon'. I won't say much but the plot of this oneshot will mean quite a bit for the up and coming fanfic of mine. So start reading you poor fellows, hehe...

Little Problems

"You sure about that?"

The Blood elf rogue called Nalyn couldn't wrap her head around it; there she was happily nested beside her new Troll husband in their small home in Sen'jin village discussing about having lots of children and living happily ever after, what she didn't expect was her husband to tense up about the subject.

"It no be dat of me not wanting any kids, just…"

"Just what?"

"…Just 'tinking of what dey would say."

Nalyn sighed sadly, so that was why. Femur was worried that he would cause her parents to freak out if they found out Nalyn was pregnant with crossbreed children. The Blood elf's parents had been happy to hear that their only daughter had found herself someone to love, what they didn't expect to follow the Blood elf rogue into the house at Silvermoon was a large Troll Hunter.

Poor Femur had been given absolute hell from her parents wanting him out of their lives and not wanting a Troll to be an in-law. To be honest though, she preferred to live with the other Trolls, as she didn't find herself restricted like back home. Of course for Femur's own sake, they had married with her parents completely oblivious that she had married a Troll by not telling them about it, let alone be giving a wedding invitation.

Some things did still needed to work out in their relationship, but both seem pretty sure they would be fine. All Nalyn needed to do was try and comfort her Troll husband. "It doesn't have to be that way," she smiled resting her forehead on his, "that's just what they want."

Femur smiled a little at this. He couldn't begin to tell how much he loved her sweet voice whenever she spoke to him in a comforting way…

"This is a chance to live out a new life for ourselves, for me to get away from them. I'm here for you always no matter what."

Femur found a new sense of confidence in him as their eyes met looking at each other. "You be right, pretty elf," Femur replied. "But before we can raise 'em, we need to make 'em first."

The Blood elf rogue playfully pushed the Troll backwards on to some sharp Hunter armour of his. Ouch!