The Prince Of Funk Prince D. x reader [SLOW UPDATES]

Proluge

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Things to remember:
Y/N: your name
L/N: last name
F/C: favorite color
S/F/C: second favorite color
H/C: hair color
Bold: narration
Italics: thoughts or flashbacks
Underlined: point of view

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Many generations ago,
The world was without song or dance,
Then 6 trolls made a string each for a different type of music: Pop, Techno, Funk, Classical, Country, and Rock. They all lived in harmony until they started fighting over the strings.
The elders then realized that they couldn't live in harmony and that it was too dangerous for the strings to be kept together. So the elders each took a string and separated so that no tribe was tempted to use the strings against one another.
But one day there will be a troll, a troll who love all music, to reunite all the tribes of music and rule as the queen of harmony.

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JANE!.....................
JANE!.....................
JANE!.....................
Oh, Where could that girl be?
HEY HONEY,
YES, BABE
HAVE YOU SEEN JANE
NO
WELL,OK
*turns head*
Oh..............
Hello, my name is Y/N and right now I'm trying to find my daughter, I need a break!
While we're here, I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself.
Please sit down.
If you didn't know already, I'm a troll. A country troll, actually.
And this is the story of how I met the love of my life.

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I was born and raised in my hometown called Lonesome Flats.

And I had the best parents anybody could ask for:

My mom:
Mayor Delta Dawn
Of Lonesome Flats

One of the most fun, caring,

Musical,

beautiful, and bravest trolls I have ever known.

My father:
Unknown

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As a child I was made fun of because I had two legs instead of four.
But as I got older, other trolls didn't care if I had two legs.
I also wanted to see the world, explore the unknown, so the night before I turned 13 I ask my mother if I could go see the world. She said no at first, but after many hours of trying to persuade her to let me go, she finally said yes. And this is were my story begins.