*at Volcano Rock City*

Bliss Marina had a very sad look on her face so Coral's family tried to help her.

Coral's Mom: You alright?

Bliss Marina: *crying* I just want Reef back.

Coral's Mom: You know, it was very brave for Reef for stand up.

Rock Troll: Oh, but they will find him.

Techno Trolls: *gasp*

Rock Troll: He can't run away forever. Soon, Barb will find him and Rock will be the only music he enjoys. Same as all you Trolls as well!

Bliss Marina: *gasps* You can't! He likes two kinds of music, you can't change him for that!

Rock Troll: I know that, but all we've done was fight. This is for the better.

Bliss Marina: Oh, Reef, I hope you're safe.

After a huge long chase, Poppy, Branch, Biggie and a new friend they made called Hickory, they grabbed Reef but accidentally fell into a river. Reef still was determined to go to Volcano Rock City and save his sister as well as his tribe.

Hickory decided to build a raft so they could get safely to the Funk Trolls. They were hoping the Funk Trolls would join them to stop Barb from taking over the world.

Branch: Hmm.

Queen Poppy: Is there something wrong?

Branch: I don't know, I just don't trust that guy.

Queen Poppy: Why not?

Branch: He's got a devious look in his eyes.

Queen Poppy: What do you mean? Do you mean . . . you don't trust me as well?

Branch: No! No, no, no. I just feel like . . .

Queen Poppy: Like what?

Branch: Umm . . . can we talk about this later?

Reef Marina: So you're Poppy's new friend, right?

Hickory: Darn tootin.

Reef Marina: And your a Country . . .

He wasn't able to finish that sentence because a purple Pop Troll with a saxophone started playing whilst pedals flew near them.

Queen Poppy: Who is . . . ThAt . . .

The Trolls started to get paralyzed under it's power.

Branch: I CaNt FeEl My FaCe . . .

Reef Marina: It'S LiKe A cOmFy bLaNkEy . . .

They all were paralyzed and dreamed of this world where no rules or no responsibility mattered. It's like they were living in their own dreams. It stopped when he stopped playing.

Everyone: *groans*

Reef Marina: Who are you?

Chaz: My name is Chaz, the Smooth Jazz Troll, and I need the Pop String so the world can get rid of cheesy, pointless, pop music. Also, fish boy, might wanna go back to Barb's place.

Reef Marina: But why?

Chaz: Because I've been ordered by Queen Barb . . .

Reef Marina: I knew it!

Chaz: And she wanted me to capture you so she can start her show.

Reef Marina: I'm not going to her little show, and if I were going, I'd go to save my sister, and the tribes, NOT to enjoy it.

Chaz: But aren't you a Rock boy? Surely you belong there. *grabs Reef*

Reef Marina: Hey!

Queen Poppy: Reef!

Reef Marina: Don't worry, I got this! *kicks Chaz*

Hickory: I heard you're not welcome here.

Chaz: Oh Puh-lease. *starts playing*

Hickory kicks him, dropping him back in the water.

Hickory: Gumdrops, soundproof and delicious. *eats them*

Reef Marina: *gags*

Queen Poppy: Come on. We can make it to the Funk Trolls by morning. I know we can.