[ The movie began on an island, home of the six Troll tribes: Pop, Rock, Country, Techno, Funk, and Classical; and the birds as they all lived in harmony. Everybody is happy with their lives; all except for two characters. A red bird with big eyebrows and a dark grey country troll with dull pink hair and with a scar on her left eye, they were the outcasts of their home island, but they weren't bothered much. The film begins with Red running through the forest carrying a fake egg and younger sister of Delta Dawn, Amy Dawn, following behind him.]

Red: (panting) Okay. Come on, come on, come on, come on. Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Come on, let's go. Let's go, buddy. Come on, come on, we gotta move, we gotta move. (He goes through a log and avoids the first spider web)

Amy: (looks ahead) Uh, Red?

Red: Not now, Am- (he ran through the second spider web and then falls down a cliff. He tossed the fake egg up and tries to fly.) Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! (He grunts as he starts falling.) No, no, no, no, no! (He screams as he tumbled down branches)

(Amy looked for a way down and grabbed onto a leaf, using it as a glider. Red grabs the fake egg.)

Red: Hey, hey, gotcha! (He swings on a vine. A snake gets caught on the vine.) (grunts) Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! (He and the snake scream at each other.) I don't like it! I don't like it! (He crashed into a branch, making him drop the fake egg. He ran to catch the egg, but the fake egg fell through his arms and he falls down a tree, and hits branches on the way down.) Beak! Wing! Tail! Ribs! Giblets! (He grabs the egg. A tree branch flings him up.) I'm flying! Nope, still can't fly. (He falls in water.) (burbling) I cannot believe this. Breathe, breathe. (He grabs fake egg, goes onto land and pulls a fish-like thing of himself.) Bottom feeder.

(He and Amy go up the treehouse. They jump above an egg)

Amy: Up and over! (Red knocks then they put on clown costumes. The door opens to reveal a hatchling named Timothy.)

Both: Ta-da! (A horn toots are heard in the background.)

Timothy: (shrieking)

Amy: No, no, no, no. Look. It's okay. Red and I are just clowns.

Timothy: (sobbing)

Red: Oh, boy. That's a loud...loud...You're very scared of me. Here, come here.

Timothy: (shrieking)

Red: Nope. Okay. Nope. Never mind. (He tries to hand Timothy the fake egg.) Happy hatchday!

Edward: Oh! Hi, pals. You two must be so disappointed in yourselves for being this late.

Amy: Oh, no. No, no, no, no. We ain't late, look at the time. See, the order said before noon.

(The clock moves to noon.)

Edward: Okay, now you're both late.

Red: What?

Edward: Where have you been?

Red: It's funny you ask. (A clown nose falls off of his beak.) You see we were...

Edward: You missed the party. (He points at the fake egg.) What is that?

Red: Oh, that. Uh, yeah. Yes, see, I fell on the box. (He opens the fake egg to reveal a birthday cake and a squirrel, who is eating the cake. Edward picks up the squirrel.) Oh, the squirrel? That's on us. (Edward throws the squirrel to the side.) You know, I tried to keep my body between the ground and the box, but, you know, I think I got a little bruise. (He shows Timothy his butt, which is missing a few feathers.) See anything back there?

Timothy: Ugh.

Edward: Hear that, honey? The clowns we paid to be here an hour ago fell on our son's hatchday cake. That's why our son's hatchday party is ruined!

Red: Oh!

Edward: And the next you mess up, don't tell me a story, just take responsibility.

Amy: Hey, it ain't a story.

Edward: (mocking Red) I'm a screw-up that woke up late and fell on the thing you paid for! (Timothy mimics along with him.)

[Both Amy and Red looked unfazed.]

Red: It wasn't a story. I almost drowned.

Edward: "I'm really bad at my job and I'm late..." Why don't we just settle this out and say the cake's on you. (He points at Red.)

Timothy: You.

[Their eyes began to twitch as they tried to hold back their angry, but it was too late.]

Amy: I'm sorry, it's on us?

Edward: Well, who else would it be on?

Red: (laughs then sighs. He takes off his clown costume as he talks.) Well, you know, I... I'm not sure you're gonna like this, um, but since you asked. Rather than being on me, as you suggested, this cake IS ON YOU! (He slams the cake on Edward's face.)

Amy: So, ya wanna hear a story? (Red dresses Edward in the clown costume as Amy talks.) We ran our butts off, literally, mind ya, to get the "gluten-free cake." What the hay is gluten?! I mean, does gluten even exist?

Eva: (trembling) Who are you?

Edward: Get outta here!

Red: Already? But you're the only one that's had cake. (He takes some cake off Edward's face.)

Edward: What...

Red: (eats some of the cake that he grabbed.) Mmm. Oh, that's good stuff. Mmm. Anybody want to eat some cake off their dad or husband?

Timothy: Uh...

Red: Who needs plates when you got this guy's face, right? (He laughs and goes as if to leave, then comes back.) Oh, oh, mmm! Oh, wait. I almost forgot. You know, we're supposed to do a quick customer satisfaction survey before we, (whistles), split, okay? So, on a scale of one to three stars, what would say about our performance? (He starts to walk back.) And don't forget, the squirrel was... (distorted) free... (He trips on squirrel as he falls backwards right to a real egg in a nest.) Sorry about this!

Amy: (distorted) Red!

Edward: (distorted) No!

Red: (distorted) My bad.

(Red is stopped inches away from the egg by Edward, whose tail is being held by Eva, whose tail is being held by Timothy, whose tail is being held by Amy. Timothy notices a piece of cake on the floor, and lets go to eat it. Everyone else then falls over as Amy fell back.)

Red: Congratulations!

Edward: Huh?

Eva: Oh!

Amy: Oh, no.

Red: (The egg is now broken, and he is upside down in it.) It's a boy!

(Amy facepalms.)