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♪ You could do it solo ♪

♪ But then you'd be All by yourself ♪

♪ Yo! So it'd be more fun To share this one ♪

♪ With someone else ♪

♪ Together we will soar Across the sky and beyond ♪

♪ So turn up your voice ♪

♪ Stand up and sing along ♪

♪ All different voices Everybody now! ♪

♪ Our melodies ringing ♪

♪ We're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ Yeah, we're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ Our song is much stronger With every Troll singing ♪

♪ We're livin' in harmony ♪♪

♪

♪ Rell‐a. By mistake she hugged a snake And that was nice too! ♪

♪ Now let's count hugs! One, two‐‐ ♪♪

‐ Whoa, whoa, whoa! Double Dutch is too easy, ya'll.

Get two more ropes.

[ gasp ]

‐ Quadruple Dutch?

‐ I got four legs, don't I? Gimme four dutches! Woohoo!

‐ Huh?

‐ It's marshmallow. I'd swear it on my daddy's grave ‐y.

‐ Wha... ‐ My daddy makes real good gravy.

‐ Oh. Huh?

‐ Uh‐oh, it looks like it's coming out of R and B's lab.

We should go check on them.

‐ Hey! Hey, down here! Look this way!

Look at me! Bring us up!

[ Holly yells ]

[ laughing ]

‐ R! B! Are you okay?

‐ Yes to the yes!

‐ Why do you ask?

‐ Uh, 'cause of the explosions, 'cause of all of this mess.

‐ Oh, right. Now that you mention it...

[ grunt ]

‐ No to the no.

‐ Ya'll? What in the T ‐R‐O‐double hockey sticks happened in here, y'all?

‐ We attempted to maximize the volume of an extra‐cellular confection.

Or in lay‐Trolls terms...

♪ Make a real big marshmallow ♪♪

‐ We just made a slight miscalculation with the formula!

But, we will figure it out, dear sister.

‐ Mm‐hmm. Our setbacks are behind us, sibling supreme.

♪

Activate clean‐up bot!

COMPUTER: Mess‐up bot activated.

‐ Oh, no! That's the wrong button!

MESS‐UP BOT: Mess‐up bot! Mess ‐up bot! Mess‐up bot! Mess‐up bot!

[ alarm ringing ]

Mess‐up bot.

‐ Apollo‐to‐the‐gees, Trolls. Won't happen again.

‐ R? Maybe we should just tell 'em.

‐ Honestly, something's been bothering us. And causing us to make a lot of mistakes.

‐ Yeah. We miss our old friends and family back where we're from in Vibe City.

We're...

‐ Homesick.

‐ Aw.

‐ Now, don't misunderstand! We love it here in TrollsTopia!

We choose to be here!

‐ Mm‐hmm. But, it's just crazy how you can love where you are

and miss where you're from all at the same time.

[ sobs ]

‐ Wow, that's...

That's just relatable stuff.

HOLLY: Uh, you poor things.

You know, we Country Trolls have a way of dealing with homesickness.

We sing a sad song and cry and cry

until we fill an entire barrel with our tears!

Woohoo!

‐ Mm, we appreciate you, Holly,

but what we really need is a way to keep our minds off our homesickness altogether.

‐ Keep your minds off of it? I think we can help with that!

With fun distractions! Hey‐O!

[ screaming ]

[ laugh ]

‐ All right!

‐ Ha‐ha! That was amaze‐ba‐bonkers!

‐ We didn't feel our homesickness the whole time!

‐ Yes!

[ cheering ]

‐ All right!

‐ Uh‐oh! Wait. ‐ Homesickness comin' back.

‐ No, no, no! ‐ More fun distraction ideas, guys! Quick!

[ screaming ]

‐ Adorabull riding!

‐ Yay! ‐ Yeah!

[ cheering ]

‐ Fireworks!

‐ Ooh! Ah!

‐ Flyer bug racin'!

‐ Whoa!

[ cheering ]

[ Biggie screaming ]

‐ Cloud gazing!

‐ Gaze at this!

[ cheering ]

‐ Serve it to the Trolls, honey!

‐ Whirlpool surfing!

[ laughing ]

‐ Pinwheels!

[ breaths deeply ]

[ blows ]

[ sigh ]

‐ Ya'll, I think we're runnin' outta ideas, ya'll.

‐ Oh! Oh. The homesickness is comin' in stronger than ever.

[ gasp ]

‐ Guys, come on! Better ideas! ‐ I'm plum dry! It's too much pressure!

‐ Uh! I've got it! We can do...

This!

Ooh. Ah? Ah? Oh? Oh!

How did he...

How's it...

Ooh!

‐ Okay, back to the drawing board!

All right, you guys miss home.

But what if we could bring a little slice of home right here to TrollsTopia?

♪

COMPUTER: Disco‐ball‐ogram activated.

‐ Hey, hey, R and B! ‐ We miss you!

[ gasp ]

‐ What in the what what? Our friends?

Big Jay? Little Jay? Medium Jay?

[ sob ]

Poppy, I can't find the words.

‐ Fantasta‐fleeka‐boom‐boom?

‐ Yeah, that's it.

♪

Thank you, friends.

‐ Yeah. Thank to the you.

‐ Aw.

‐ Now, if you'll pardon us...

‐ We can't believe you're here!

[ laugh ]

[ gasp ]

But you're not really here.

‐ Yeah. You're still really far away.

‐ Aw.

‐ Oh, guys, I'm so sorry. But don't worry!

We've got other homesickness solutions like, like, um...

‐ Oh, that's enough, sugar.

[ shushes ]

‐ Sorry, everyone.

But seeing our friends, it's almost like I miss home even more.

[ gasps ]

COMPUTER: Bubble beam activated.

‐ Huh?

‐ Ah!

Nobody eat my cupcake!

Ah!

‐ Oh, no!

‐ Sorry, I was thinking about home and lost focus!

‐ It's okay, sis! I'm putting it in standby!

COMPUTER: Rapid bubble mode activated.

[ scream ]

[ humming ]

‐ What?

[ laughing ]

‐ Okay. Clearly I'm doing this wrong.

[ screaming ]

‐ Ugh! Ugh!

‐ Turn it off! Turn it off!

‐ We're tryin'! We're tryin'!

COMPUTER: Wormhole opened to Lightning Dimension.

[ scream ]

R: Here we go again!

[ Cooper laughing ]

[ King Peppy screams ]

‐ Okay. Ya'll have some very strange buttons.

Perhaps some labels?

‐ This is terri‐ba‐bad, B! We've gotta focus!

‐ But I can't block out my homesickness! And we've tried everything!

‐ Not everything.

What if we don't try to block it out? What if, instead, we just...

‐ Allow ourselves to feel it.

♪ I'm missin' home something fierce ♪

♪

♪ You're not alone And though it's nice here ♪

♪ I'm feelin' a hole in my heart Where our family goes ♪

♪ And I'm fallin' apart Wonder if they're out there ♪

♪ Feelin' it too, yeah ♪

♪ Or is it just me and you ♪

♪ Feelin' homesick, ooh Feelin' homesick ♪

♪ Yeah, we're homesick, ooh Yeah, we're homesick ♪

♪ And we know it won't end ♪

♪ We're missin' our friends ♪

♪ We're missin' our beds ♪

♪ And the house that they're in ♪

♪ 'Cause we're homesick Homesick, ooh ♪

♪ Homesick ♪♪

[ sigh ]

‐ Wow. That felt really sad.

‐ Yeah. But feeling really sad felt...

really good!

‐ Aw. Guys, can I just say two things?

First, that was one of the most beautiful songs

I have ever heard.

And second, there is still a massive wormhole

that's about to eat our friends.

[ screaming ]

‐ It's okay.

Now that we've fully embraced our homesickness...

‐ We're ready to do it to it.

♪

‐ Bubbles are closing on the wormhole at a force‐vector of 3.2!

‐ Setting sonic pop‐wave to fourteen funk‐a‐hertz.

‐ Your spirit gives me strength!

‐ Your determination makes me believe in a better tomorrow!

COMPUTER: Sonic pop wave, engaged.

[ screaming ]

‐ Huh?

COMPUTER: Bean bags deployed.

[ snore ]

‐ Huh? Huh!

Oh.

[ cheering ]

‐ So, you two still feeling homesick?

‐ Eh.

‐ We always will.

But at least now we know it's okay to feel it.

‐ Plus, how lucky are we to have two incredible communities to call home?

‐ So lucky! In fact, I'd say this calls for a celebration!

[ Biggie clears throat ]

‐ And I have just the thing to celebrate.

Ooh. Ah? Ah? Oh? Oh!

How did he...

How's it...

Ooh!

‐ I gotta admit, that is pretty great.

♪

MINUET: One, two, three, four, assume first position and...

[ violin music ]

Oh. The first sting of sunlight after a brutally long practice session.

Music to my eyes. Oh!

‐ Move aside! I fear I'm already late for the show!

‐ Dante? What show?

‐ W‐w‐w‐what show?

Minuet, I'm referring to the Hard Rock Troll

who recently arrived in TrollsTopia!

Some say, when it comes to his performances,

one must either be there...

or be square! Ah!

‐ Hmm.

"Blaze Powerchord"?

[ cheering ]

‐ Whoo! Yeah!

Minuet! Can you believe this show? The killer riffs! The epic solos!

Sorry, I'll calm down. No, I won't!

[ laughs ]

‐ Actually, Poppy, I just arrived!

But it sounds like this Blaze is quite the electric guitarist.

[ chuckles ]

‐ He doesn't play electric guitar.

‐ Huh? ‐ Who's ready for an encore?

[ cheering ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

‐ He plays mouth guitar! Whoo!

[ pink Troll screams ]

‐ So he just makes guitar noises? And Trolls listen to it? Willingly?

Oh. It is rather entertaining.

VAL: Yeah. Everyone says that.

At first.

‐ Val?

‐ Don't get me wrong. Nobody mouths a guitar like Blaze.

The problem is, once he gets going, he never...

ever...

ever...

stops playing.

Like, ever.

[ sighs ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

‐ Good morning, TrollsTopia!

[ sighs ]

[ screams ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

[ groan ]

[ violin music ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

‐ Uh, Blaze? Could you take five 'till Minuet finishes her recital?

‐ And deprive the world of my sound? Sorry, hate to turn down a huge fan.

‐ I never said I was a‐‐ ‐ But the Blaze Craze is here to stayz!

‐ Val, isn't this Blaze guy kinda inconsiderate for a Troll?

‐ Yeah, I know. He's basically our version of that guy.

‐ Mm, yeah, I can see that.

‐ Will you please stop?

‐ Uff! You're just jealous of my awesome skillz.

And that's skillz with a "Z."

‐ Jealous? Uh! There is no skill I can't master.

‐ Wait!

Are you sayin' you wanna challenge me to a battle of the mouth guitars?

An epic throwdown wherein if you beat me, I have to give up mouth guitar forever?

'Cause that's what it sounds like you're saying.

‐ What? That's not what I'm saying at all.

‐ Aw.

‐ You know what? Yes. That's precisely what I am saying.

[ gasp ]

‐ Oh. You are on! Saturday night.

You versus me. Mouth‐o a mouth‐o.

Prepare to be a‐Blaze‐d!

[ imitating electric guitar ]

‐ Wow! Minuet, I had no idea you even played mouth guitar.

‐ I don't. But as I said, there's no technique I can't master.

I just need an instructor to teach me.

‐ Nope. Nope. Can't do it. Mouth guitar isn't about technique.

It's about passion.

About reaching deep inside yourself to find it and lettin' it out with a‐‐

[ imitates electric guitar ]

‐ Well, I can do that.

I just reach deep down inside myself and let my passion out with a‐‐

One, two, three, four,

steps to the front, then drop one knee and hold,

hold, then raise the chin and‐‐

[ harmonizes ]

Or was it a G, G, G.

[ harmonizes ]

‐ Stop it.

‐ G! Ooh! ‐ This is painful.

‐ Yeah! ‐ Okay! I'll teach you some things.

‐ Uh! ‐ Just stop doing...

that.

‐ Yay!

‐ Alright, first, you gotta get familiar with your instrument.

Go ahead and grab a guitar.

‐ Grab a...

Huh?

‐ A guitar, not a bass.

‐ Oh, uh...

‐ A trombone? Come on!

‐ Oh, sorry, I meant, uh‐‐

‐ Put the bagpipes...

down.

[ chuckles ]

‐ Forgive me, Val. But I assure you, all I need is a little practice time.

[ inhales ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

[ cheering ]

‐ Nope. Still not feelin' the passion.

‐ But I can perform every trick Blaze can, based on what I saw him do.

‐ Yeah, but you didn't see him do everything.

[ imitating electric guitar ]

Just watch.

[ screeching ]

‐ By Beeth‐troll‐ven's bassoon! He smashed that like a real guitar!

H‐h‐how?

‐ It's his passion.

Blaze pours so much of himself into that guitar, he makes it real.

You gotta stop focusing on technique and unleash your passion.

'Cause it's the only way you'll ever beat him.

‐ Welcome, TrollsTopia! To tonight's Mouth Guitar Battle Royale!

To my left, he's gifted, he's brash. It's Blaze!

[ crowd cheering ]

And to my right, she's standing up for every Troll's right

to not have to listen to mouth guitar every second of the day!

The virtue‐oh‐so‐talented...

Minuet!

‐ You look like you need a shred‐ucation!

[ imitating electric guitar ]

‐ Uh...

I can't do this!

[ crowd booing ]

‐ Dude, what are you doing? You can't just let him win!

[ Blaze laughs ]

BLAZE: Blaze wins!

The outcome everyone wanted! Whoo!

‐ Ugh, he really is the me of the Hard Rock tribe.

‐ I'm‐I'm not ready, Val. I need more time to go and practice and‐‐

‐ No! What you need is to show us your passion.

Now take this guitar and get out there.

‐ Not without more practice!

‐ Do it! ‐ But I can't!

‐ Unleash your passion! ‐ I don't know how! Ah!

[ glass crashes ]

Huh?

♪

I...

I can see it. And I can feel it!

‐ Then get out there and play it.

‐ Woohoo! Whoo!

[ gasp ]

♪

[ imitating electric guitar ]

So, back for more, huh? Well, then. What do you say?

Are you prepared to be a‐Blaze‐d!

‐ I say you already used that pun.

You're getting Blaze‐y.

‐ Oh!

‐ Huh?

[ imitating electric guitar ]

‐ Are you guys not seeing what I'm not seeing?

[ grunts ]

[ cheering ]

‐ You're...

in‐shred‐ible! You win.

A dealio's a dealio.

I shall never mouth another guitar. Ever.

‐ Blaze, no! No one wants you to give up your passion.

Just don't play when it's inappropriate. Like at the library. Or a funeral.

‐ Wow. That'll be tough. But okay.

[ cheering ]

I think the crowd wants an encore.

‐ Oh, perhaps I shouldn't have hurled my guitar.

‐ You can borrow mine.

I'll back you up on mouth drums.

[ imitating drums ]

[ imitating electric guitar ]

♪ All different voices ♪

♪

♪ We're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ Yeah, we're livin' in harmony ♪

♪

♪ We're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ Yeah, we're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ All different voices ♪

♪ Our melodies ringing ♪

♪ We're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ Yeah, we're livin' in harmony ♪

♪ Livin' in Livin' in ♪

♪ Livin' in harmony ♪♪