♪ 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 ♪♪
‐ Morning, little one.
Might I presume you're keepin' it…
funky?
Uh…
Hey. Come on now, snug‐a‐lug.
You know I'd like to hug you more than anything in the multiverse.
But, alas, the best we can do is this…
[ sigh ]
SPEAKER: Bridge to Lownote.
We've detected a wormhole opening from the Swaglicious Sector.
‐ Dr. Ravenhug.
‐ Yum. That was good.
‐ Huh? ‐ Huh?
‐ Wow. ‐ Wow.
‐ Everyone, stand back.
He's coming…
‐ Well, well, well, Lownote Jones.
You're looking supremely cool as always…
old friend.
‐ I won't let you do it, Groovtavius.
You're meddling with a power you can't possibly understand!
♪
[ growls ]
POPPY: Excuse me!
Hi. Me and the other Trolls we're a little behind on all of this.
‐ It's a time‐honored ceremonial jam battle
in which feuding funk Trolls exchange bass riffs and steely glares.
‐ No, no, Lownote, I mean, we're behind on all of this.
‐ I see.
Shall we pause to enlighten my friends on our storied past?
‐ But of course.
LOWNOTE: As you are all aware,
I can never ever hug my pet snug‐a‐lug.
Because once you hug it, you'll never wanna stop.
Until you've hugged it so much, the world is completely overrun!
‐ Ah, yes, but years ago,
Lownote and I, had a theory…
that if you hug the snug‐a‐lug in a very specific way…
the duplication could be reversed.
[ snug‐a‐lug laughing ]
We called it: the Snug‐a‐lug‐a‐Hug.
Because it was very fun to say.
[ gasp ]
‐ If that's true,
a Troll could hug a snug‐a‐lug whenever they wanted!
‐ Indeed.
But we quickly learned that a snug‐a‐lug hug
required extreme precision.
Even the slightest error…
led to disastrous results.
Even if the hug was possible, the chances of peril were too high.
But that didn't stop Ravenhug.
Through the years, he has repeatedly attempted to hug my pet,
determined to prove a Snug‐a‐lug‐a‐Hug is possible.
‐ Quite true!
But I don't need your pet this time.
There is another.
[ gasp ]
‐ You mean…? ‐ That's right.
According to my scanners,
there is a rogue snug‐a‐lug loose in this very forest.
I intend to find that snug‐a‐lug. And hug that snug‐a‐lug.
And it is going to be magical…
[ evil laugh ]
‐ Oh, that guy.
I am still going to give him a Welcome to TrollsTopia Basket,
but the personalized card I include will be quite brief!
LOWNOTE: Trolls, we are about to embark
on the gravest and snuggliest mission of our lives.
‐ Mm‐mm. ‐ Aw.
LOWNOTE: Our job is to track that snug‐a‐lug down
before Dr. Ravenhug can.
The fate of the world depends on it.
[ shutter ]
‐ Got it. Okay, now do a silly one!
‐ Cheeese!
‐ Snug‐a‐lug! ‐ Snuggy!
‐ Come on out snug‐a‐lug!
‐ This flower's been hugged recently.
Still warm.
That snug‐a‐lug can't be far.
‐ Time to set up my traps.
We all know the snug‐a‐lug wants to be hugged.
So he'll come into the clearing,
move in for a cuddle and then‐‐
‐ Sorry! I knew it was a trap, but…
it looked like it needed a hug.
[ groans ]
‐ Couldn't help m'self…
‐ My bad!
‐ Me again!
‐ Ah! Guys, if we're gonna catch this thing, we have to stop‐‐
Okay, that one's on me.
♪ We're on the prowl ♪
♪ We're keeping it low ♪
♪ We got the funk ♪
♪ No stopping the flow now, baby ♪
♪ No slowing down ♪
♪ In a race to the gold ♪
‐ Ah‐ha!
♪ To be number one ♪
♪ Gotta be ready to go ♪
♪ We're on the prowl ♪
♪ And I want you to know ♪
♪ Can't stop us now ♪
♪ No, no, we're always ready to go ♪
♪ We're on the prowl! ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ We're on the prowl! ♪♪
‐ Honesty time, Trolls.
At this rate, we will never find that snug‐a‐lug
before Ravenhug does.
We need a new method.
Lownote to bridge: Execute order S‐N‐G.
You see, a sure‐fire way to attract a snug‐a‐lug…
is with another snug‐a‐lug.
‐ I forgot how cute they are!
‐ Lemme at him!
‐ Hey, there.
‐ Aw. ‐ Aw.
‐ Sorry to unleash so much cool on you, but we have a job to do.
Okay, lil' snug, do your thing.
[ babbling ]
[ gasp ]
[ babbling ]
‐ There! ‐ There!
[ cheering ]
‐ Well done, Trolls!
Now to get this snug‐a‐lug and my snug‐a‐lug
back to the‐‐ Wait…
who's watching my snug‐a‐lug?
[ evil laugh ]
[ gasp ]
[ evil laugh ]
Ravenhug!
‐ Apologies, Lownote, but you played right into my hands.
I never intended to locate the rogue snug‐a‐lug.
I simply used it to motivate you
into to bringing your snug‐a‐lug out into the open.
[ evil laugh ]
‐ Groovtavius! Put the snug‐a‐lug down.
‐ Fear not, old friend.
For I am about to fulfill our shared vision!
Behold: the Snug‐a‐lug‐a‐Hug!
‐ No! Your arm! It's too high on the left!
‐ The cuddliness!
Lownote, it's…
beyond even our wildest dreams!
Wait‐‐ S‐something's wrong…
Can't…
contain the snuggle‐‐
[ gasps ]
Ah!
[ blast ]
‐ He did the hug wrong!
Triggered some kind of super accelerated snug‐a‐lug‐a‐duplication!
[ gasps ]
‐ By all that's funky!
What have I done?
[ scream ]
‐ Oh, good, you're back!
Look, the silly one came out fantastic‐‐
[ gasps ]
‐ What… Hast… Thou… Hugged?
[ screaming ]
‐ Lownote, can't you beam the snug‐a‐lugs onto The Vibe Town spaceship?
‐ No. At their rate of duplication, they'd'd tear the ship apart.
‐ He's right. I snuggled us into this mess.
I'll snuggle us out.
‐ You mean, dive in that wave and re‐try the Snug‐a‐lug‐a‐Hug?
Dang, that is fun to say.
‐ If I can give Lownote's pet a Snuga‐lug‐a‐Hug,
and do it right this time, the duplicates disappear!
‐ No, Ravenhug.
There are millions of snug‐a‐lugs,
there's no way you could identify which one is my pet.
Only I can.
‐ No, Lownote…
‐ It's too risky!
‐ Sorry, friends. It's the only way.
If I don't make it back…
think funky of me.
‐ Oh, so cool.
[ screams ]
[ gasps ]
‐ Well, I always said that if TrollsTopia were ever destroyed,
I'd want it to be under the unyielding torrent
of something cuddly.
‐ That's true, she really has said that before.
‐ Ah! ‐ Ah!
Whoa!
[ cheering ]
‐ Aw.
‐ Yey!
‐ I'm so sorry for all the trouble I caused, Lownote.
Can you ever forgive me?
‐ Rest assured, Groovtavius, having finally hugged my snug‐a‐lug,
I now understand what drove you to such extremes lo these many years.
Not that I'm saying it was worth nearly causing
the end of the world, but it was close.
Old friend.
Besides, after all we've seen today,
no Troll will ever risk hugging a snug‐a‐lug ever again.
‐ Ah! ‐ Ah!
‐ Uh? ‐ Uh?
‐ I'm so sorry! I think I hugged it wrong!
[ screaming ]
[ inaudible speaking ]
‐ Hey, hey!
Who's ready for game night?
Excellent!
As your host, I have decided that tonight we shall partake in…
the sport of kings!
‐ Hot dang! I love yo‐yos, y'all!
‐ What? No, no, no‐‐
‐ Actually, Holly, that's the sport of strings.
Branch meant karaoke.
‐ Uh… ‐ Wait, isn't that the sport of sings?
‐ Show & Tell? ‐ The sport of things.
‐ Bingo? ‐ Sport of bings.
‐ Ring around the‐‐ ‐ I meant puzzles!
[ clears throat ]
Tonight we shall do a puzzle.
EVERYONE: Whoa.
‐ Wow to the wow…!
‐ That is quite the puzzle collection, Branch.
‐ Thanks.
They actually belonged to my grandma.
It was our special thing…
Every afternoon, we'd pour out a new box
and we wouldn't leave until the last piece was placed.
And then she'd say…
‐ You see, my little Peach Fuzz,
the great thing about puzzles
is the pieces always fit together just like they're supposed to.
‐ And she was right.
All those years I spent alone down here,
whenever I was sad or scared,
I would just finish a puzzle and feel safe again,
like grandma was right there with me.
So I still do one everyday, even though…
she's gone.
[ whimpering ]
‐ Excuse me. ‐ Excuse me.
[ muffled crying ]
‐ All right, I'm good. ‐ All right, I'm good.
‐ Okay, next puzzle up is…
hmm…
Two Trolls Holding Hands on a Mushroom!
Huh, looks fun.
Now, if only we had a proper workspace…
said the inexperienced puzzler who is definitely not me.
‐ Wow! ‐ Wow!
[ cheering ]
‐ And just, uh, one last thing…
There y'go, Grandma.
[ whimpering ]
‐ Excuse me. ‐ Excuse me.
[ muffled crying ]
[ laughing ]
‐ Huh?
[ growling ]
[ cheering ]
‐ Well, gang, "That's jigs‐awesome!"
Anyway, whoever's got it, go ahead and place the last piece!
‐ Yeah! ‐ Yeah!
‐ Wait, who has the last piece?
‐ Ah, don't sweat it.
Sometimes a piece falls off the table.
We'll find it.
Rrr… Where is it?
‐ Well, dang y'all, I don't see it anywhere.
And shoot, it's getting late.
‐ Yeah, we better go.
But, y'know, even with the missing piece,
this was the most fun game night I've ever been to!
‐ Agreed!
How about a big group hug for Branch for excellent hosting!
‐ Yeah! ‐ Yeah!
‐ Nope. ‐ Aw.
‐ Sorry, guys. Puzzle tradition must be upheld.
We don't leave until the last piece is placed.
‐ But, Branch, we searched pretty thoroughly.
I mean, where else do you want us to search?
‐ All right, maybe someone picked up the piece by mistake.
Everyone empty your hair.
‐ Empty our hair?
‐ Uh, Holly? Your hair?
‐ Who, me?
Oh‐‐ oh, that's okay.
[ chuckles ]
I just got it styled and… well, you know me and my big hair.
‐ But it's easy, just‐‐
‐ No!
‐ Wait, is that the friendship cookie I baked you?
You told me it was delicious!
‐ Uh, I know I did, I'm sorry, R, it's just, I‐‐
I don't like snicker‐doodles, okay?
[ gasps ]
[ crying ]
‐ Ok, can we please just focus on the puzzle?
‐ Wait, is that the friendship brownie I baked you?
‐ I don't like walnuts neither!
[ gasps ]
[ sighs ]
‐ Done. The piece is definitely not in my search section.
Anyone find anything in their square?
R: Oh, I found something alright…
Three in a row! We win!
[ cheer ]
‐ Guys!
‐ Oop, sorry, Branch, I guess we got distracted.
‐ This is not that hard!
It's a basic 10x12 dual axis search grid for cryin' out loud‐‐
Gah!
Argh!
Fine, I guess we'll just have to try an entirely new search strategy!
‐ A new search strategy?
No!
Branch, I'm sorry, but we've been at this for hours
and my southern charm is dangling by a very thin hair.
Hmph!
‐ Branch? ‐ Branch?
‐ I told you all:
No one leaves until the last piece is placed.
So if that means we have to go on full lockdown until we find it,
then we will go on full lockdown until we‐‐
POPPY: Found it!
‐ Huh? ‐ Huh?
‐ You‐‐ you found it?
Oh, my Troll, thank goodness.
Okay, it's over, everyone.
Sorry, but now we all get the satisfaction of knowing the puzzle is…
‐ What's the matter, Branch? You finished the puzzle!
‐ I‐‐ I dunno.
Something about the friction of the piece depression is…
off.
It's a fake!
‐ Wh‐what are you talking about?
‐ Any puzzler worth his cornerpiece knows
the complex aroma that comes from decades of sitting inside a musty box!
This piece has none of it! This piece was just made…
about 15 seconds ago!
‐ Gah. Fine!
I made the piece!
[ gasp ]
‐ You made that?
How?
‐ I'm really amazing with paper and scissors, okay?
I was trying to help, Branch.
We've looked really hard,
but I think you need to accept that the piece is gone.
‐ What?
No, no, it's not gone. We are going to find it
'cuz that's the great thing about puzzles…
they fit together the way they're supposed to.
‐ Branch, listen,
we know completing a puzzle helps you feel safe,
but we're here for you.
It's gonna be okay.
‐ Yeah, I know, it is gonna be ok, because the piece is here!
We're just not looking in the right place.
I mean, did anyone even bother to check the ration jars?
‐ How would a piece get in the‐‐?
‐ I don't know! But it's gotta be here somewhere!
‐ No, Branch! ‐ Branch, no, no, no.
‐ C'mon.
‐ Nope, not there!
What about the couch cushions, huh?
‐ No! What are you doing?
‐ How about the air vents?
Ya gotta always check the air vents!!
[ speaking at the same time ]
‐ Ah!
What?
‐ Branch? What is it?
‐ It's a note, written on the bottom of the box top…
from my grandma.
GRANDMA: My little Peach Fuzz.
The great thing about puzzles
is that the pieces always fit together just like they're supposed to.
But…
by the time you open this box,
I imagine you'll have learned
that life doesn't always work out like a puzzle.
Sometimes the pieces don't fit together.
Sometimes they get lost.
Sometimes they fall apart completely.
And so, I've removed one piece from this box.
It's to remind you that, if that ever happens,
it's okay.
Just remember, you are never alone.
You're surrounded by friends
who are ready to help you put things back together.
Love, Grandma.
POPPY: Branch?
Are you okay?
‐ I'm sorry, guys.
Do you…
think you can help me put things back together?
‐ Always.
♪ Things fall apart ♪
♪ We lose our way sometimes ♪
♪ But you are never on your own ♪
♪ Know in your heart I'm always by your side ♪
♪ I know it feels like I am gone ♪
♪ But when you feel alone ♪
♪ Just look right over your shoulder ♪
♪ And find the ones that love you ♪
♪ Holding out their hands ♪
♪ To help you pick up the pieces ♪
♪ It isn't easy but you got your friends ♪
♪ They'll help you pick up the pieces ♪
♪ They won't be leavin' 'Til you're found again ♪
♪ And, honey, oh, I know ♪
♪ It's heavy to hold ♪
♪ But you pick up the pieces ♪
♪ it isn't easy, but it always ends ♪
♪ And you got your friends ♪♪
♪