♪ 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 ♪♪
LOWNOTE: I do hereby volunteer
to be the new TrollsTopia Confetti Inspector.
Signed: Lownote Jones.
Baby.
[ Lownote chuckles ]
‐ And with that, the final job has been filled,
making the first ever TrollsTopian Volunteer Sign‐up
a rousing success!
Ahem.
I believe Huzzah's are in order.
EVERYBODY: Huzzah!
‐ Way to go, friends!
We now have a troll for every job in TrollsTopia.
Like Holly Darlin', our new Secretary of Skate!
‐ Ha‐ha, hot dang!
My lifelong dream of skating around handing out roller skates to everyone
is finally fulfilled! Woo‐‐
‐ Hold that hoo!
[ trolls gasp ]
I don't understand how,
but it looks like Biggie also signed up for Secretary of Skate.
EVERYBODY: Huh?
BIGGIE: Yeah...
I wasn't going to say anything, but...
Uh‐huh.
‐ You mean, we have two trolls for one job?
Ahem. I believe shocked gasps are in order.
[ trolls gasp ]
Holly, Biggie, upon further review,
it seems the Secretary of Skate job was listed twice by mistake.
‐ So, one of you will get to be Secretary of Skate,
while the other will get the job that was left off the sign‐up sheet.
‐ Well, which job was left off?
‐ Uh... Vice President of Telling Little Kids
that They're Too Short to Ride the Roller Coaster?
‐ So if I wind up Secretary of Skate, Biggie has to...
[ everybody crying ]
‐ It's for your own safety!
[ everybody crying ]
‐ Poppy! Biggie should be Secretary of Skate!
‐ No, Holly should be!
‐ I saw this coming.
You both want the other to have the better job.
So, Dante has proposed that we settle this with a...
What'd you call it again?
‐ An election.
‐ Yeah. That.
‐ Sorry, what's an "election"?
‐ It's this thing where the people decide who gets a job,
so the Queen doesn't have to disappoint anyone!
‐ No, no, Poppy, that's... that's adorable, but no.
An election is simply the fairest way to determine
who is best suited for a position.
It's a time‐honored classical troll custom!
We'll hold a formal debate,
allowing each candidate to articulate their merits.
Then we let all of TrollsTopia vote.
‐ What do, you guys, say?
BOTH: Hmm...
‐ Welcome, one and all, to The Great TrollsTopian Skate Debate!
[ trolls cheering ]
I don't know, Minuet.
I can't bare the thought of Biggie losing this election
and getting stuck with that awful roller coaster job.
‐ Yes, it is troubling.
But, Holly, as your campaign manager, I'll just say: you have my full support.
‐ Biggie, as your campaign manager,
I'll just say: I still don't know what a debate is, but by glitter!
You're going to look good doing it!
Nailed it!
‐ The first question is for Holly:
what qualities make you a good choice for Secretary of Skate?
‐ Well...
I'd have to say...
honesty!
Holly Darlin' tells it like it is.
[ trolls cheering ]
For example, some trolls say my opponent is sweet and hard‐working,
and would make a great Secretary.
Ha‐ha!
But Holly Darling's the only one with the guts to tell you those trolls...
are absolutely right!
‐ Huh?
EVERYBODY: Huh?
[ trolls cheering ]
‐ Holly, what are you doing?
‐ Sorry, sugar, but I can't watch you make them little kids weep on account of me!
So, I'm making sure you win this election, even if I gotta play dirty...
or clean.
I don't know, this whole thing's very confusing!
‐ Biggie, same question.
‐ Me? Uh, well...
I'd have to say,
the qualities that would make me a good Secretary are...
my Southern charm and hospitality!
‐ Wha‐‐?
‐ But aren't those actually Holly Darling's qualities?
‐ Oh! Are they?
What an embarrassing mistake I've made!
[ inaudible speaking ]
[ trolls cheering ]
‐ Oh, yeah?
Well, last week, my opponent said he loves TrollsTopia
'cause he gets to spend every day with his friends.
But yesterday he said TrollsTopia symbolizes
the hope of a better tomorrow.
Well, which is it, Biggie? Friendship or hope?
‐ Well, Holly Darlin' keeps a diary of everybody's favorite things
so she can get them thoughtful gifts!
[ Holly gasps ]
‐ I told you that in confidence!
Biggie is fantastic, ya'll!
‐ Holly Darlin' helps everyone!
‐ He sings like an angel!
‐ She smells like pie!
‐ Ohmyguh!
Now they're just resorting to glitter slinging!
‐ All right, ya'll wanna know who you should vote for?
Lemme tell ya!
♪
♪ Did y'all know this guy right here's The MVP of fun? ♪
♪ Holly is so generous She just can't be outdone ♪
♪ Biggie's brain is extra large ♪
♪ Her intuition's super charged ♪
♪ He's the greatest ever lived ♪
♪ She's got much more to give ♪
♪ He's the best ever ♪
♪ So kind, so clever ♪
♪ Cast your votes for Biggie, yeah! ♪
♪ She's the best ever ♪
♪ Nobody better ♪
♪ Cast your votes for Holly, yeah! ♪
♪ She's the best ever ♪♪
‐ Hmm...
Well... how'd I do?
‐ Not good...
you're ten points ahead.
‐ No!
MINUET: Yes.
Biggie really nailed us with those statistics
of how many booboos you've kissed.
‐ Argh!
But the election is in the morning.
And if TrollsTopia votes for me, then... then...
[ everybody crying ]
‐ I'm really a very nice troll!
[ everybody crying ]
Don't judge me!
‐ Oh! What am I gonna do?
Hmm?
Anonymous snail mail, for me?
Ah!
Whoever sent this says they can help me lose the election!
[ Minuet gasps ]
‐ They want me to meet them at the Black Rock.
"And come alone...
Or bring a buddy, the more the merrier."
‐ I... I see someone, in the shadows.
‐ Who are you, stranger?
MR. DINKLES: Mew.
‐ Okay, fine. Don't tell me. You said you could help?
[ both gasp ]
‐ It's photographs of Biggie.
He has secretly been giving puppies to babies for years!
‐ Ha‐ha!
When the voters see this adorable display,
there's no way Biggie can lose!
Thank you, mystery informant.
Whoever you are.
MR. DINKLES: Mew.
‐ Only 20 minutes before voting starts.
We've gotta get these to the polling station lickity‐‐
[ both gasp ]
‐ Not so fast!
‐ Yeah, centaur‐troll lady!
Daddy's friend Biggie does not want those pictures
of his overwhelming and electable kindness out in the open!
Ya feel me?
‐ Biggie?
But how did you even know about the pictures?
‐ 'Cause Mr. Dinkles never leaves our hairpod without leaving a note.
‐ "Went to give Holly incriminating evidence. BRB."
Oh!
‐ I mean, it's a huge betrayal and I don't know why he did it,
but I do appreciate the little heart he used to dot the "I"
in incriminating and‐‐
Hey! Come back here!
‐ Ha!
[ Holly sighs ]
‐ End of the line, Holly!
[ Biggie grunts ]
[ Holly grunts ]
[ Biggie and Holly grunt ]
HOLLY AND BIGGIE: Oh! Strobe light dance party!
♪
‐ No!
Oh! Uh!
‐ Ha!
DANTE: The vote shall commence in five minutes!
[ Holly laughing ]
BIGGIE: Holly!
[ Biggie gasping ]
‐ It's too late, Biggie.
Face it: I win‐‐
by which I mean, I lose... See? Very confusing!
‐ Holly, I am begging you.
Please, don't leak those photos.
You have to be Secretary of Skate!
‐ No, Biggie.
Sweet as it is, you ain't gonna help me win
just so you can be nice to me!
‐ "Nice to you"?
I'm not helping you win to be nice to you.
‐ Wait! You're not...?
Then why...?
‐ Because you're an incredibly qualified troll
who loves to serve others
and who happens to be a far better skater than I am.
In other words, I believe you are the best troll
for the position.
And in the end, isn't that how everyone should decide
who to vote for?
‐ Oh...
Well, see, now here I am with my mind all made up
and then you come along and ruin it by sayin' somethin' beautiful...
Thanks, Biggie.
Here.
‐ Okay, TrollsTopia, let's vote!
[ inaudible speaking ]
‐ Skates for you... Skates for you...
Ta‐da!
‐ Well, look at you go... Madame Secretary!
I guess it all turned out best for everyone, huh?
‐ Yeah!
Everyone but Biggie.
‐ Biggie?
No, wait‐‐
You haven't heard?
Biggie loves his job!
‐ The best part is,
you have something to look forward to when you are tall enough!
And for now...
how about an ice cream?
TROLLS: Yeah!
‐ Well, dang ya'll!
He's amazing at this...
who knew?
HOLLY AND POPPY: Aw!
‐ Yes. Who knew indeed?
POPPY: Welcome, sports fans, to the playoffs
of one of TrollsTopia's favorite games: Hug Ball!
TROLLS: Aw!
‐ Yay! ‐ Woo‐hoo!
‐ And by my side, with a delightfully folksy take
on the action, it's Holly Darlin'!
‐ Yee‐haw!
We gotta barn burner, Poppy!
Blue Team scored faster than a grossum
playing table tennis by the railroad tracks!
‐ That's a saying?
‐ Pff, does a puffalo drink soup through a straw?
[ Poppy laughing ]
‐ I don't think it does!
‐ Oh, look!
Red Team's about to send out their biggest star...
Synth!
POPPY: Synth is the troll everyone wants to see,
due to his very unique set of skills...
POPPY AND HOLLY: Cheerleading skills!
‐ Woo‐hoo!
[ trolls cheering ]
‐ Ha‐ha, we can almost touch him!
‐ I can't believe we got cheer‐side seats!
‐ If you got spirit, lemme hear it!
TROLLS: Red team! Red team! Yay!
HOLLY: See, leading all them Techno raves has made Synth
great at workin' a crowd.
And once he gets 'em goin', well, grab your hairspray
and promote the baby,
'cause the Red Team plays way better!
‐ Eh, uh...
‐ Make some noise!
[ trolls cheering ]
[ Val grunting ]
‐ Gimme an "R"! TROLLS: R!
SYNTH: Gimme an "E"! TROLLS: E!
‐ Add a "D" and you got...
TROLLS: Red team! Yay!
[ Val grunts ]
HOLLY: Only 30 seconds left!
But if I know Synth, well, turn off my music
and say the front yard's for wrestling,
'cause he's gonna have a special cheer up his sleeve!
‐ Hey!
When I say "Full", you say "Hearts."
‐ Full! TROLLS: Hearts!
‐ Full! Ah!
Aw!
TROLLS: Huh?
[ Synth gasps ]
POPPY: Uh, looks like a bumpy cheer broke up
the Red team's mojo.
But I'm sure Synth can turn it around!
‐ Argh! Bro, we are blowing it!
We gotta pull it together! Pull it together!
Uh, hmm...
When I say "Hull!", you say "Farts!"
‐ Hull! TROLLS: Farts?
[ players gasping ]
‐ Uh, hmm, ah...
Ah, we made it worse!
We gotta cheer the exact right cheer, like now, bro! Like now!
Ah, ah...
Show me spirit! No, wait! Defense?
‐ Which one?
‐ Spirit or defense?
‐ I... I don't know!
Just gimme a... Just gimme a...!
‐ Give you what? ‐ Is it a "T"?
‐ What about an "A"?
‐ An "F"? ‐ Take this "J," please!
[ inaudible speaking ]
COOPER: Just take this "J," please!
‐ Ah!
‐ Sorry, Synth. But Red Team is still in the playoffs.
I'm sure you'll bounce back in tomorrow's game.
‐ Nah, nah, Poppy, I won't.
'Cause I...
I'm turning in my pom‐poms.
[ Poppy and Holly gasp ]
‐ Sugar, no! Don't give up on cheerleading!
My woo ain't gonna hoo unless you say s‐‐
So...
‐ It isn't your fault that beach ball hit you.
‐ Of course it is. It's cheer 101, yo!
Always know the location of the beach‐‐
Ah!
Ah! I straight up did it again!
‐ Synth, you're being too hard on yourself.
And you can't cheer on others if you aren't cheering on yourself.
‐ All you need is a little cheer‐minder of how great you are!
‐ A cheer‐minder, huh?
Sounds both intriguing and... made up.
Alright, how would this cheer‐minder work exactly?
‐ Ah!
‐ Let's just keep it simple: no crowd, no pressure.
All you gotta do is cheer on Branch as he tries to make a shot!
‐ Got it!
♪
Hmm...
Come on, yo.
Everyone is counting on us not to mess up, bro.
So, don't mess up. Don't mess up.
Don't mess up!
Ah!
‐ Don't mess up! ‐ Ah!
[ Branch groaning ]
Ow!
[ Synth chuckling ]
[ Poppy and Holly chuckling ]
‐ Let's keep it even simpler!
‐ Cooper is just gonna yo‐yo, and you encourage him!
‐ Ah!
‐ Ah...
C'mon, he's yo‐yo‐in' bro!
Gotta say something. Anything!
Uh... bro yo‐yo go!
I mean, I mean... yo‐yo go bro‐‐
‐ Uh... ‐ Huh?
‐ Go yo‐yo so fomo konomo lobo!
Toe yo‐yo go doe blow fo somo slow froyo gobobo‐‐
No!
‐ Hmm, I found that less encouraging and more baffling.
[ Cooper laughing ]
‐ Wow.
Okay, we need a cheer scenario that's so simple it can't fail.
POPPY AND HOLLY: Hmm...
‐ You want me to cheer for...
a rock?
‐ It doesn't get any simpler than that.
[ Branch screaming ]
[ Synth sighs ]
‐ Hmm, ah...
[ Poppy and Holly scream ]
‐ Huh... ‐ Ah...
Look, Poppy, Holly, I appreciate what you're trying to do,
but I can't cheer like this.
This bro is a no go, yo.
‐ No, Synth, you can't give up!
Nothing in the world gets a crowd as fired up as you!
‐ You know, actually, maybe there's one thing...
Pure spectacle!
Ha‐ha‐ha!
♪
[ trolls cheering ]
‐ Whoa‐ho!
Synth is back with a whole new tactic,
and he is really working that crowd!
‐ Working the crowd like...?
‐ Like a rodeo clown?
On a Sunday drive with Grandma?
‐ I'll take it!
POPPY AND HOLLY: Yay!
‐ Woo!
♪ Yeah! ♪
♪ Come on, fire it up! ♪
♪ Yeah, let's go! ♪
♪ Oh! Come on, fire it up! ♪
Woo‐hoo!
Let's go!
♪ Come on, fire it up! ♪
♪ Yeah! ♪
♪ Come on, fire it up! ♪
♪ Oh! ♪
♪ Come on, fire it up! ♪♪
TROLLS: Yay!
‐ Ha‐ha! C'mon, bro, just focus for two more minutes.
And definitely do not think about how badly messed up last time!
Uh, forget I said that last part!
♪
[ Synth grunting ]
Woah! Wow!
[ trolls cheering ]
TROLLS: Ow...
‐ Oh!
TROLLS: Ow...
[ Synth gasps ]
[ trolls laughing ]
TROLLS: Ow...
[ Synth sighs ]
‐ Wait, Synth! Where are you going?
‐ I'm givin' up, Poppy!
I blew it again! It's a downright fiasco, yo!
‐ Now there you go again, being hard on yourself.
What did Poppy tell you before?
‐ You can't cheer on others if you aren't cheering on yourself.
‐ Yeah, Yeah. I know. I hear you.
POPPY: Do you hear us, Synth?
Listen to what we're saying...
‐ You have to cheer for yourself.
‐ Cheer for...
myself?
Oh!
Ha‐ha! Now I get it!
I should've had our back this whole time.
I think we've got this now, bro!
Go, Synth, go! Go, Synth, go!
Go, Synth, go!
If you've got spirit, let me hear it!
[ trolls cheering ]
TROLLS: Red team! Red team! Red team!
‐ Yeah!
‐ Da‐Da‐Da‐Danta‐Da!
TROLLS: Charge!
‐ Woo‐hoo!
[ trolls cheering ]
‐ Ha‐ha‐hey! Woo! Ho! Woo!
Woo‐hoo! Hey! Ah!
Make some noise!
[ trolls cheering ]
POPPY: It all comes down to this.
[ trolls gasp ]
[ Synth gasps ]
‐ Hey! When I say "Full," you say "Hearts."
‐ Full! TROLLS: Hearts!
SYNTH: Full! TROLLS: Hearts!
‐ Ooh, yeah!
TROLLS: Red team! Red team! Red team!
‐ He did it! He did it! Synth cheered like... like a...
‐ Like a sweet‐buttered biscuit on No‐Biscuit Monday!
‐ Yes!
[ Poppy and Holly cheering ]
TROLLS: Red team! Red team! Red team!
[ trolls cheering ]
‐ Ha‐ha! Good game, bro. I'm proud of us!
Ow!
COOPER: Heads up!
I do not know how I got here.
[ Cooper laughing ]
♪ Biggie's brain is extra large ♪
♪ Her intuition's super charged ♪
♪ He's the greatest ever lived ♪
♪ She's got much more to give ♪
♪ He's the best ever ♪
♪ So kind, so clever ♪
♪ Cast your votes for Biggie, yeah! ♪
♪ She's the best ever ♪
♪ Nobody better ♪
♪ Cast your votes for Holly, yeah! ♪
♪ She's the best ever ♪♪