Trollstopia (My Version) Season 2 Redo

"Psychic" Out The News

Hi, fellow fanfiction readers! You're here just in time to witness another fun spin done, as this time, it'll be a spin on my buddy's I.M. Rally's Trollstopia season 1 chapter: A Dog Named Aggie! I hope you enjoy reading this fun spin! Disclaimer- I do not own Trolls to Trollstopia in any way or form. Melody Song, Mal Shredder, Evie, Stereo, Twilight Tidepool, McJagger, and Buckaroo are my O.C.s and belong to me. Aggie belongs to I.M. Rally. I also do not own the song and the lyrics that I use for this chapter today. Now, let's get to it!

Poppy and Branch: You can do it solo!

Aggie and Trollex: But then you'd be all by yourself.

Stereo and Synth: (Synth: Yo!) So, it'd be more fun to share this one with someone else! (Tiny Diamond: Hit it, daddy!)

Rhythm, Blues, Quincy, Essence: Together, we will soar across the sky and beyond! (Prince D: To the great beyond!)

Holly Darling, Buckaroo, Delta Dawn: So, tune-up your voice!

Val Thundershock, Barb, and Melody Song: Stand up and sing along!

All: All different voices (Tiny Diamond: Everybody now!), our melodies ringing. We're living in harmony! Yeah, we're living in harmony! Our song is much stronger will every troll singing. We're living in harmony!

"Psychic" Out The News

It was yet another beautiful day in Trollstopia, as Poppy and Branch were finalizing their plan for something brand new to Trollstopia, and this was so far one of the biggest projects yet! Poppy was organizing some papers near a desk while Branch was tightening a bolt near a machine, before wiping the sweat off his forehead while proclaiming, "There, it's done. The first-ever Trollstopia printing press is officially a-go"! Poppy smiled while saying, "Wow, Branch, it looks so amazing! This is definitely gonna help us be able to make so many copies of our brand new scrapbook newspaper! With this, we'll be able to spread the news on everything that's going on all over Trollstopia! Everything's almost set, we just need to find reporters to do the different segments of the paper, and photographers to take plenty of interesting photos for the newspaper as well. Ooh, and we need to give our paper a fun name too"! Branch, curious, asked, "Um, couldn't we just call it "The Trollstopia Press," as Poppy shook her head, saying, "Nope. It needs to be entertaining and eye-catching for Trolls so they will want to read the paper! Something flashy, something fabulous, something like-," before snapping her fingers and saying, "Aha, I got it! We'll call it, the Fabloid"! Branch thought about the name before saying, "That...is actually a really nice fit to it! The Fabloid it is! Now, we just need to get Trolls to volunteer to join working for the printing press." Poppy then said while kissing her husband on the cheek, "You leave that to me," before 5 minutes later, was seen putting up a colored sign-up sheet on the main stage stem, which was the perfect spot for all of Trollstopia's citizens to see. One of the Trolls to notice this was Aggie, who was tuning up her keytar when she saw the sign, reading, "Want to help spread the news? Come today at 2 pm for our first meeting at the brand new Trollstopia printing press! Spots are open for whichever category you want to do to help make our newspaper the best it can be"! Aggie looked at the choices on the poster, eyeing the one that said, "Music reporter" and grinned, saying, "Ah, now this is something that looks like it's right up my alley! I am the Master of All Music, after all, music is my go-to jam, no pun intended," before she signed her name and what position she wanted and flew away, heading off to give her daily music lessons, heading towards Vibe City to teach the Funk Trolls about Pop music. Meanwhile, another Troll was eyeing the poster as the Troll, who revealed to be Creek, chuckled while saying, "Reporting for the Trollstopia newspaper? Ah, now there's something new. I bet I could easily be the top photographer and reporter," before he signed his name and the position he wanted and walked off confidently, thinking he had this in the bag.