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Tittle:{"NO THANK YOU!!!"} Trolls 3 band together.
START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!
START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!!!
make it funny.
THIS IS THE BEGINNING!!:After the disaster with Velvet and Venner, Floyd was pretty weak.. it was kind of a surprise he was able to perform... so after the performance, they(his brothers)had him resting and then the next day, straight to the doctors. All his brothers, except for Bruce who had to go back to Vacy island to take care of his kids and help his wife with the restaurant. When they arrived, Dr. MoonBloom was already there, dealing with another patient but then
(ADD DETAILS AND LOTS OF DIALOGUE)
attended them, after checking up on Floyd and giving him pain medicine, she asked if any one of them had any questions, and even asked if the rest were okay or maybe needed something, nope everyone said they were alright
"Do you other boys need something or are hurt?" "No." "Nope!" "No, thanks for asking" they replied.
, , but she noticed how Floyds smile started becoming more.. forced.. they were going to leave but then Floyd spoke up. "W-Well... John-" John sighed, interrupting him. "Floyd. C'mon it's just a cough.." he mumbled, "Well that's what you keep saying.. but it just sounds... bad.." he narrowed his eyes to the floor, his smile gone. "He's right John Dory." Said Clay, "...It seems like you're sick.. very.." He finished, only for Branch to turn to Dr.MoonBloom "..But he refuses to let us help him, insisting he's alright.". He crossed his arms and sends John Dory a look. He sighs. "Im fine!-" he starts coughing. "..As you were saying.."
They eventually convince him to get checked out, she's measuring his temperature and looks into medical history and she notices he never took his newborn shot.. which probably explains his coughing. So she turns to them and tells them. John Dory silently freaks out... Clay sighed...
oh yeah.. he's terrified of shots..
REMINDER FOR ALL THE STORY:LOTS OF DETAIL AND DIALOGUE..
Dr.Moonbloom said he needed to come back tomorrow to take it..
after they left and went back to the bunker, chaos erupted,
John Dory was freaking out...
"IM NOT TAKING IT."
"YOU HAVE T-"
"NOOOOOOOOO"
"JOHN-"
"CLAY YOU KNOW I HATE SHOTS!!!!!!!!"
"I DONT CARE YOU ARE GOING!!!"
"NO"
"YES
"NOOOOO"
"DONT MAKE ME CALL BRUCE!!!"
"CALL HIM, IM LITERARY THE OLDEST!! HE IS MY LITTLE BROTHER!!"
"YEAH BY LIKE FOUR YEARS!!"
"NOOOOO"
John Dory ran to his room and locked it, Clay sighed, took his bug phone out and called Bruce.
(Make the conversation up)
After that, Bruce traveled back to Pop village and went to the bunker.
Also they have tails so please add small motions of their tails like you know, Floyd is sad so make his tail droopy and sad.
"So..." stated Floyd.. "Whats--" "When we were younger, John Dory just... hated shots." interrupted Bruce. "Before you and Branch were born... I remember when John had to go to the doctor for a shot..." He sighed... "He was a total baby... we literally had to HOLD him down as he kicked and screamed.." Finished Clay.
Oh.
After that, they all went to sleep, hoping to get John Dory out in the morning...
The next morning, they needed Bruces help to picklock his lock to get the door open while arguing with John Dory.(They tried to talk to him but he just yelled back) Bruce, Clay and Branch had to... drag him. they dragged him out the brunker, struggling while he kicked and argued with them. Floyd only followed being too weak to handle John Dory like that, Some trolls started as THE oldest brother of BroZone was dragged to the doctor, others just ignored.
When they finally brought him in, Dr.Moonbloom had FOUR shots ready.
John Dory nearly fainted. (LOTS OF CONVERSATIONS AND STRUGGLE)
He started STRUGGLING and YELLING at his brothers to get him down, even screaming for Floyd,(HELP)
They had to hold him down hard as she used all shots while he screamed in pain. (John Dory hates them because for him- it really hurts, it feels like he's being stabbed but with a very tiny knife.)
After they were done, he bolted out the nurse pod and just ran away- his brothers staring at him as he ran with a long sigh.
"What and idiot.."
John dory:Late-30's. blue skin. He has forest green hair with black eyebrows, his eyes are a dark cyan, and a purple indigo nose.brown jacket with white fluffy part around his neck with brown dots. Charming, Kind, energetic for his age, weak-strong, funny, and just a humble old troll. And his tail really shows how he's feeling(it helps him express how he feels and you can tell how he feels by looking at it.) Dyslexic, ADHD, kinda schizophrenic from living in a dangerous trail for over 20 years and sometimes sees things that aren't there. and he's also pretty watchful and actually is missing an arm but his brothers dont know because he made a fake one and coverd it. will be revealed during the story. also the second shortest out of his brothers, even though he's the oldest. 5'2 inches tall because.. well he's a troll. He has a pet armadillo-bus-van named Rhonda. (she cant talk, she can only:Purr, growl, bark?, snarl... just noises..)
Bruce:Late-mid-30's. Blue skin, chubby, has a wife(Brandy)and lots of kids(12 sons, 1 daughter) also his wife and kids are literally giants.. his wife is a yellow and orange Vacaytioner with red braided hair tied into a bun with a pink hair tie, orange eye-shadows, and pink hoop earrings. She also wears a dark pink apron and sandals. dark purple nose, second oldest, Long-puffy-and lots of purple hair. vacy type stype. kind, fatherly instincts will be shown to his brothers and even John dory(who gets a little flustered because he's the oldest) kinda strict but laid-back. understanding. forgiving. most charming, and used to get all the trolldussy back then, pretty tall, 5'8 inches.(bc... they are trolls..)
Clay:Mid-30's, also blue skin, Dark lime green nose very skinny and has crazy long green-lime hair, serious, funny, mean to John dory(not for long) and isn't very forgiving.. loves books, green fit, tallest out of his siblings(6'2 inches.. bc they are trolls) and loves to tease everyone, especially John dory because he used to tease him when they were younger. third oldest.
Floyd:Early-30's, blue skin, pink-magenta hair with one white stripe(after velvet and venner),Dark pink-magenta nose. and his hair kinda covers his eyes, and is the most kindest, sensitive, worriedful. white earling on his right ear, no shirt, belt with dark brown shorts, fourth oldest. maybe branchs favorite brother, forgiving, shortest brother (5'1 inches--they are trolls...)
Branch:Early-mid-20's, grey-blueish skin, dark blue hair, Dark blue nose. youngest brother, grumpy, kinda mean, kind, smart, helpful, not that forgiving, third tallest(5'7 inches-they are trolls), girlfriend:Poppy, queen of trolls, very energetic, pinky troll. outfit:the leaf vest Floyd gave him the day they left, brown shorts. paranoid, Autistic, overprotective.
And yes, ALL trolls have tails.
Add lots of dialogue everywhere..
Ages when the band broke up:
John Dory:17
Spruce(Bruce):13
Clay:12
Floyd:11
START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!
START FROM THE BEGINNING!!!!!
make it funny.
THIS IS THE BEGINNING!!:After the disaster with Velvet and Venner, Floyd was pretty weak.. it was kind of a surprise he was able to perform... so after the performance, they(his brothers)had him resting and then the next day, straight to the doctors. All his brothers, except for Bruce who had to go back to Vacy island to take care of his kids and help his wife with the restaurant. When they arrived, Dr. MoonBloom was already there, dealing with another patient but then
(ADD DETAILS AND LOTS OF DIALOGUE)
attended them, after checking up on Floyd and giving him pain medicine, she asked if any one of them had any questions, and even asked if the rest were okay or maybe needed something, nope everyone said they were alright
"Do you other boys need something or are hurt?" "No." "Nope!" "No, thanks for asking" they replied.
, , but she noticed how Floyds smile started becoming more.. forced.. they were going to leave but then Floyd spoke up. "W-Well... John-" John sighed, interrupting him. "Floyd. C'mon it's just a cough.." he mumbled, "Well that's what you keep saying.. but it just sounds... bad.." he narrowed his eyes to the floor, his smile gone. "He's right John Dory." Said Clay, "...It seems like you're sick.. very.." He finished, only for Branch to turn to Dr.MoonBloom "..But he refuses to let us help him, insisting he's alright.". He crossed his arms and sends John Dory a look. He sighs. "Im fine!-" he starts coughing. "..As you were saying.."
They eventually convince him to get checked out, she's measuring his temperature and looks into medical history and she notices he never took his newborn shot.. which probably explains his coughing. So she turns to them and tells them. John Dory silently freaks out... Clay sighed...
oh yeah.. he's terrified of shots..
REMINDER FOR ALL THE STORY:LOTS OF DETAIL AND DIALOGUE..
Dr.Moonbloom said he needed to come back tomorrow to take it..
after they left and went back to the bunker, chaos erupted,
John Dory was freaking out...
"IM NOT TAKING IT."
"YOU HAVE T-"
"NOOOOOOOOO"
"JOHN-"
"CLAY YOU KNOW I HATE SHOTS!!!!!!!!"
"I DONT CARE YOU ARE GOING!!!"
"NO"
"YES
"NOOOOO"
"DONT MAKE ME CALL BRUCE!!!"
"CALL HIM, IM LITERARY THE OLDEST!! HE IS MY LITTLE BROTHER!!"
"YEAH BY LIKE FOUR YEARS!!"
"NOOOOO"
John Dory ran to his room and locked it, Clay sighed, took his bug phone out and called Bruce.
(Make the conversation up)
After that, Bruce traveled back to Pop village and went to the bunker.
Also they have tails so please add small motions of their tails like you know, Floyd is sad so make his tail droopy and sad.
"So..." stated Floyd.. "Whats--" "When we were younger, John Dory just... hated shots." interrupted Bruce. "Before you and Branch were born... I remember when John had to go to the doctor for a shot..." He sighed... "He was a total baby... we literally had to HOLD him down as he kicked and screamed.." Finished Clay.
Oh.
After that, they all went to sleep, hoping to get John Dory out in the morning...
The next morning, they needed Bruces help to picklock his lock to get the door open while arguing with John Dory.(They tried to talk to him but he just yelled back) Bruce, Clay and Branch had to... drag him. they dragged him out the brunker, struggling while he kicked and argued with them. Floyd only followed being too weak to handle John Dory like that, Some trolls started as THE oldest brother of BroZone was dragged to the doctor, others just ignored.
When they finally brought him in, Dr.Moonbloom had FOUR shots ready.
John Dory nearly fainted. (LOTS OF CONVERSATIONS AND STRUGGLE)
He started STRUGGLING and YELLING at his brothers to get him down, even screaming for Floyd,(HELP)
They had to hold him down hard as she used all shots while he screamed in pain. (John Dory hates them because for him- it really hurts, it feels like he's being stabbed but with a very tiny knife.)
After they were done, he bolted out the nurse pod and just ran away- his brothers staring at him as he ran with a long sigh.
"What and idiot.."
John dory:Late-30's. blue skin. He has forest green hair with black eyebrows, his eyes are a dark cyan, and a purple indigo nose.brown jacket with white fluffy part around his neck with brown dots. Charming, Kind, energetic for his age, weak-strong, funny, and just a humble old troll. And his tail really shows how he's feeling(it helps him express how he feels and you can tell how he feels by looking at it.) Dyslexic, ADHD, kinda schizophrenic from living in a dangerous trail for over 20 years and sometimes sees things that aren't there. and he's also pretty watchful and actually is missing an arm but his brothers dont know because he made a fake one and coverd it. will be revealed during the story. also the second shortest out of his brothers, even though he's the oldest. 5'2 inches tall because.. well he's a troll. He has a pet armadillo-bus-van named Rhonda. (she cant talk, she can only:Purr, growl, bark?, snarl... just noises..)
Bruce:Late-mid-30's. Blue skin, chubby, has a wife(Brandy)and lots of kids(12 sons, 1 daughter) also his wife and kids are literally giants.. his wife is a yellow and orange Vacaytioner with red braided hair tied into a bun with a pink hair tie, orange eye-shadows, and pink hoop earrings. She also wears a dark pink apron and sandals. dark purple nose, second oldest, Long-puffy-and lots of purple hair. vacy type stype. kind, fatherly instincts will be shown to his brothers and even John dory(who gets a little flustered because he's the oldest) kinda strict but laid-back. understanding. forgiving. most charming, and used to get all the trolldussy back then, pretty tall, 5'8 inches.(bc... they are trolls..)
Clay:Mid-30's, also blue skin, Dark lime green nose very skinny and has crazy long green-lime hair, serious, funny, mean to John dory(not for long) and isn't very forgiving.. loves books, green fit, tallest out of his siblings(6'2 inches.. bc they are trolls) and loves to tease everyone, especially John dory because he used to tease him when they were younger. third oldest.
Floyd:Early-30's, blue skin, pink-magenta hair with one white stripe(after velvet and venner),Dark pink-magenta nose. and his hair kinda covers his eyes, and is the most kindest, sensitive, worriedful. white earling on his right ear, no shirt, belt with dark brown shorts, fourth oldest. maybe branchs favorite brother, forgiving, shortest brother (5'1 inches--they are trolls...)
Branch:Early-mid-20's, grey-blueish skin, dark blue hair, Dark blue nose. youngest brother, grumpy, kinda mean, kind, smart, helpful, not that forgiving, third tallest(5'7 inches-they are trolls), girlfriend:Poppy, queen of trolls, very energetic, pinky troll. outfit:the leaf vest Floyd gave him the day they left, brown shorts. paranoid, Autistic, overprotective.
And yes, ALL trolls have tails.
Add lots of dialogue everywhere..
Ages when the band broke up:
John Dory:17
Spruce(Bruce):13
Clay:12
Floyd:11
Answers
GPT-4o mini
**Title: “NO THANK YOU!!!” Trolls 3 Band Together**
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**Scène 1: The Doctor's Office**
The aftermath of Velvet and Venner's chaos left Floyd feeling more like a soggy piece of broccoli than a colorful troll ready to perform. His skin, a soft blue, now had a slight green tint, and he was sitting in a much-too-small examination room, looking like a sad puppy.
“Well... at least you still have that hair,” Clay said, trying to lighten the mood as Floyd’s droopy tail wrapped around his leg.
“Yeah, because a patch of pink and magenta is definitely going to win me sympathy prize of the year," Floyd muttered, rolling his eyes.
John Dory, standing with his arms crossed, shot a glance at Floyd. “You could at least try to look healthy. Your smile is dying faster than my last batch of troll cookies.”
“Those were a disaster!” Floyd replied, a small smirk creeping back onto his face. "Who puts pickles in cookies?”
“Me! See? That’s how you get the benefits of dessert and a salad in one delightful bite."
“I thought I was biting into a mud pie.”
“Gentlemen,” Dr. MoonBloom appeared, chuckling softly as she entered the room, “what seems to be the issue with this… delightful banter?”
Floyd's mood darkened, and he tried to muster a smile. “Well... it’s just a cough.”
John Dory lifted an eyebrow. “A cough that sounds like a cat trying to karaoke.”
Dr. MoonBloom looked at Floyd, her face serious, her pen poised over her notepad. “Let’s check your temperature and medical history.”
After some awkward beeping, Dr. MoonBloom squinted at the results and turned to Floyd. “Hmm... it appears you missed your newborn shots.”
John Dory turned to Floyd, wide-eyed. “So, that means…”
Floyd sighed dramatically. “I’m too young to be requiring shots. I feel like… like a baby!”
John Dory frowned. “You’re a troll! The youngest in the room, physically speaking!” He rolled his eyes. “You should be used to this by now.”
Dr. MoonBloom glanced at the others in the room. “Anyone else need anything? Maybe some emotional support?”
“Nah,” Clay said, shrugging. “We’re just here for the entertainment.”
---
**Scene 2: The Bunker Chaos**
That night, back at the bunker, John Dory’s anxiety blew up like a balloon.
“I AM NOT TAKING IT.” He declared, arms crossed as he paced like a caged animal.
“YOU HAVE TO!” Clay shouted. “It’s just a shot.”
“NOOOOOOO.” John Dory dropped to the floor, dramatically flailing. “I’d rather pet Rhonda’s spikes than get a shot!”
“JOHN,” Floyd chimed in, his tail droopy. “You can’t just refuse your health like that.”
“HE REFUSES HIS HEALTH LIKE HE REFUSES CAULIFLOWER!” Clay shouted back.
Bruce, who had just joined the chaos after a long day of dad duties, raised an eyebrow at the commotion. “What’s going on? Did you win the troll lottery?”
“Worse!” John Dory wailed. “They’re forcing me to get a shot. I’m literally the oldest! I should be exempt!”
“Exempt?” Clay chuckled. “By four years. That’s like asking a toddler to babysit a cat!”
“JOHN DORY, YOU ARE GOING!” Floyd asserted, his tail flicking in authority.
“No,” John Dory hissed, darting towards his room.
“Hold on,” Clay said, pulling out his phone. “I’m calling Bruce.”
Bruce sighed as he took the phone, pinching his nose. “Why am I always a part of your bizarre drama? You’d think I left behind the chaos when I left home for Vacy.”
A few moments later, Bruce arrived with a fresh wave of parental concern. "What’s going on?”
Clay explained in exasperation, “John Dory is being a total baby about getting a shot!”
“Oh, I remember those days,” Bruce chuckled, his brows raising, “When he refused shots and we had to hold him down. He kicked like a wild troll… It was legendary!”
“LEGENDARY!” Floyd echoed. “You could hear his screams over the mountains!”
“Well, he might as well make a cameo in this ‘shot of a lifetime’! For nostalgia’s sake! Where's my superhero cape?” John Dory yelled from behind his locked door.
“Stop hiding, John! You can’t sleep your way out of this!” Clay shouted.
---
**Scene 3: The Morning Madness**
The next morning felt like a scene out of a horror movie. John Dory, once again barricaded in his room, was yelling at his brothers with the fury of a thousand sunburned trolls.
“Get OUT!” John Dory wailed. “I will not go quietly into that needle-stuffed good night!”
“Stop quoting Shakespeare and be logical!” Bruce yelled, taking a crowbar to the door.
“Logical?! You want me to be logical? I’m about to be a pin cushion!” John screamed.
“ALL RIGHT WE’RE GETTING IN!” Clay huffed. The door swung open like it was spring-loaded, and with a dramatic flourish, they carted John Dory out, kicking and yelling like a toddler caught in a tantrum.
“Run for your life! The vaccination cartel has come for me!” John yelled, his tail swinging around madly, indicating his emotional struggle.
As they arrived at Dr. MoonBloom's office, she stood ready with four—count them—FOUR shots.
John Dory went pale. “Do you think they offer refunds if I run fast enough?” He looked at his brothers wide-eyed.
“Think of it as a beauty treatment,” Branch joked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“YES!” John shrieked, “A beauty treatment for WHO?! A troll with a needle addiction!?”
Dr. MoonBloom's brow furrowed. “I promise, it will hurt less if you stop screaming.”
“WHAT IF I PEE MYSELF?” John wailed.
And with that, chaos erupted in the clinic, a whirlwind of color, noises, and all-out struggle as they held John while he wriggled futilely.
Eventually, after much wrestling and heartfelt brotherly bonding (which mostly involved Clay receiving accidental kicks to the shin), John broke free and dashed out of the room, leaving a bewildered Dr. MoonBloom and his brothers sighing in unison.
“WHAT AN IDIOT…” John’s voice echoed in a distant hallway.
“No one tells him that running is worse than facing his fears!” Branch shook his head in disbelief.
“Next time I'm calling the military…” Clay said, grinning.
---
And with that, the Trolls resolved to make breakfast, each convinced that a good breakfast could fix anything—except John Dory who was already plotting his next anti-shot revolution with Floyd unexpectedly supporting him with puppy-dog eyes. "Rhonda, what are you up to today?" Floyd said as John Dory plotted, his tail flicking mischievously behind him.
It was just another day in the wacky world of BroZone—a world where needles existed, but love and laughter triumphed always.
---
*And thus, their chaotic journey (and John Dory's 4-shot episode) continued in a vibrant, quirky tale of brotherhood, love, and the undeniable power of a good laugh.*
---
**Scène 1: The Doctor's Office**
The aftermath of Velvet and Venner's chaos left Floyd feeling more like a soggy piece of broccoli than a colorful troll ready to perform. His skin, a soft blue, now had a slight green tint, and he was sitting in a much-too-small examination room, looking like a sad puppy.
“Well... at least you still have that hair,” Clay said, trying to lighten the mood as Floyd’s droopy tail wrapped around his leg.
“Yeah, because a patch of pink and magenta is definitely going to win me sympathy prize of the year," Floyd muttered, rolling his eyes.
John Dory, standing with his arms crossed, shot a glance at Floyd. “You could at least try to look healthy. Your smile is dying faster than my last batch of troll cookies.”
“Those were a disaster!” Floyd replied, a small smirk creeping back onto his face. "Who puts pickles in cookies?”
“Me! See? That’s how you get the benefits of dessert and a salad in one delightful bite."
“I thought I was biting into a mud pie.”
“Gentlemen,” Dr. MoonBloom appeared, chuckling softly as she entered the room, “what seems to be the issue with this… delightful banter?”
Floyd's mood darkened, and he tried to muster a smile. “Well... it’s just a cough.”
John Dory lifted an eyebrow. “A cough that sounds like a cat trying to karaoke.”
Dr. MoonBloom looked at Floyd, her face serious, her pen poised over her notepad. “Let’s check your temperature and medical history.”
After some awkward beeping, Dr. MoonBloom squinted at the results and turned to Floyd. “Hmm... it appears you missed your newborn shots.”
John Dory turned to Floyd, wide-eyed. “So, that means…”
Floyd sighed dramatically. “I’m too young to be requiring shots. I feel like… like a baby!”
John Dory frowned. “You’re a troll! The youngest in the room, physically speaking!” He rolled his eyes. “You should be used to this by now.”
Dr. MoonBloom glanced at the others in the room. “Anyone else need anything? Maybe some emotional support?”
“Nah,” Clay said, shrugging. “We’re just here for the entertainment.”
---
**Scene 2: The Bunker Chaos**
That night, back at the bunker, John Dory’s anxiety blew up like a balloon.
“I AM NOT TAKING IT.” He declared, arms crossed as he paced like a caged animal.
“YOU HAVE TO!” Clay shouted. “It’s just a shot.”
“NOOOOOOO.” John Dory dropped to the floor, dramatically flailing. “I’d rather pet Rhonda’s spikes than get a shot!”
“JOHN,” Floyd chimed in, his tail droopy. “You can’t just refuse your health like that.”
“HE REFUSES HIS HEALTH LIKE HE REFUSES CAULIFLOWER!” Clay shouted back.
Bruce, who had just joined the chaos after a long day of dad duties, raised an eyebrow at the commotion. “What’s going on? Did you win the troll lottery?”
“Worse!” John Dory wailed. “They’re forcing me to get a shot. I’m literally the oldest! I should be exempt!”
“Exempt?” Clay chuckled. “By four years. That’s like asking a toddler to babysit a cat!”
“JOHN DORY, YOU ARE GOING!” Floyd asserted, his tail flicking in authority.
“No,” John Dory hissed, darting towards his room.
“Hold on,” Clay said, pulling out his phone. “I’m calling Bruce.”
Bruce sighed as he took the phone, pinching his nose. “Why am I always a part of your bizarre drama? You’d think I left behind the chaos when I left home for Vacy.”
A few moments later, Bruce arrived with a fresh wave of parental concern. "What’s going on?”
Clay explained in exasperation, “John Dory is being a total baby about getting a shot!”
“Oh, I remember those days,” Bruce chuckled, his brows raising, “When he refused shots and we had to hold him down. He kicked like a wild troll… It was legendary!”
“LEGENDARY!” Floyd echoed. “You could hear his screams over the mountains!”
“Well, he might as well make a cameo in this ‘shot of a lifetime’! For nostalgia’s sake! Where's my superhero cape?” John Dory yelled from behind his locked door.
“Stop hiding, John! You can’t sleep your way out of this!” Clay shouted.
---
**Scene 3: The Morning Madness**
The next morning felt like a scene out of a horror movie. John Dory, once again barricaded in his room, was yelling at his brothers with the fury of a thousand sunburned trolls.
“Get OUT!” John Dory wailed. “I will not go quietly into that needle-stuffed good night!”
“Stop quoting Shakespeare and be logical!” Bruce yelled, taking a crowbar to the door.
“Logical?! You want me to be logical? I’m about to be a pin cushion!” John screamed.
“ALL RIGHT WE’RE GETTING IN!” Clay huffed. The door swung open like it was spring-loaded, and with a dramatic flourish, they carted John Dory out, kicking and yelling like a toddler caught in a tantrum.
“Run for your life! The vaccination cartel has come for me!” John yelled, his tail swinging around madly, indicating his emotional struggle.
As they arrived at Dr. MoonBloom's office, she stood ready with four—count them—FOUR shots.
John Dory went pale. “Do you think they offer refunds if I run fast enough?” He looked at his brothers wide-eyed.
“Think of it as a beauty treatment,” Branch joked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“YES!” John shrieked, “A beauty treatment for WHO?! A troll with a needle addiction!?”
Dr. MoonBloom's brow furrowed. “I promise, it will hurt less if you stop screaming.”
“WHAT IF I PEE MYSELF?” John wailed.
And with that, chaos erupted in the clinic, a whirlwind of color, noises, and all-out struggle as they held John while he wriggled futilely.
Eventually, after much wrestling and heartfelt brotherly bonding (which mostly involved Clay receiving accidental kicks to the shin), John broke free and dashed out of the room, leaving a bewildered Dr. MoonBloom and his brothers sighing in unison.
“WHAT AN IDIOT…” John’s voice echoed in a distant hallway.
“No one tells him that running is worse than facing his fears!” Branch shook his head in disbelief.
“Next time I'm calling the military…” Clay said, grinning.
---
And with that, the Trolls resolved to make breakfast, each convinced that a good breakfast could fix anything—except John Dory who was already plotting his next anti-shot revolution with Floyd unexpectedly supporting him with puppy-dog eyes. "Rhonda, what are you up to today?" Floyd said as John Dory plotted, his tail flicking mischievously behind him.
It was just another day in the wacky world of BroZone—a world where needles existed, but love and laughter triumphed always.
---
*And thus, their chaotic journey (and John Dory's 4-shot episode) continued in a vibrant, quirky tale of brotherhood, love, and the undeniable power of a good laugh.*