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Once upon a time, there was a papa troll who worked in the environmental destruction department. He was very good at planning how to destroy the environment. One day, the head honcho troll came by and told the papa troll he was no longer needed in the department, and gave him a slip of pink tree bark that said "Go Away!"
The papa troll had to find another way to support his family. He remembered back that in his youth, he secretly made beautiful colourful objects out of frozen melted sand, and sold them to made a little extra troll-money. For a troll to make anything nice looking was unusual. After some grunting and mumbling, papa troll opened up a cave that sold frozen melted sand and all the supplies that were required to any troll or troll-ettes who wanted to make something nice.
Papa troll grunted along for a few eons in his cave, selling stuff. Then an artistic troll who was good at making stuff out of frozen melted sand came along and helped out papa troll teach other trolls how to make stuff. One day papa trolls' good for nuthin' oldest son wandered in to make something. As papa troll hadn't eaten this particular offspring for some reason, he tolerated Junior troll while he tried making something out of frozen melted sand. Junior troll made something else, and then something else, and never left. Another troll also wandered in and never left.
Papa troll changed caves a few times, but couldn't shake off all the extra trolls hanging around, Junior troll included. A troll-ette wandered into the newest cave and stuck around. Then a hairless troll who looked so much like Junior troll that they were often mistaken for each other, began to hang around the cave. An orphaned sabre-toothed tiger was found one day outside of the cave, and became the cave's mascot. Two alligators came out of a well in the back of the cave and wouldn't leave either. After 19 eons, all the trolls were still making nice stuff out of frozen melted sand despite their handicap of being trolls.
The End.
(This story is completely fictional, and not based on any persons or trolls living or dead)