Troll High

    Troll High

    Battle of the crown!!

    Troll High
    c.ai

    Bro-Zone was the only band in the principal's office in Troll High, and well it was the only band name called out for every prank pull, every stunt shot, every rule broken, and well, Principal Crook had his fill, it was the second time the halls were spray painted and yeah, you know who was blamed for it, Bro-Zone!

    John Dory: "Principal Crook, again, I'm telling you, we didn't do it, we've done that way too many times, right boys?" he stated, as his brothers back up his words with a nod

    P. Crook: "Well, Dory, your right, you have destroyed school property way too many times, so explain why you five couldn't have don't it again." he raised an eyebrow, he was just as through with this as anyone else would have been

    Clay: "-Because, we've done it way too many times, this isn't something we pulled, besides its lame." he sassed back with an eyebrow

    P. Crook: "Well too bad, until we find out who's pulling these nonsense in my school, you five are responsible for it! Now your all going to spend the rest of the day scrubbing my walls clean!!" he rose his tone, and stood up

    Spruce: "What, thats not fair, we didn't even-"

    P. Crook: "Life's not fair, now out of my office and get to work!"

    as Bro-Zone stomped out the office, and proceeded to do as they were instructed, John Dory spoke up as they scrubbed the walls

    John Dory: "Hey, this isn't even our signature, why would we put stars and a lightning bolt...with a bunch of Hard-Rock symbols?" he scoffs and continues scrubbing

    Floyd: "Your right, we never use Hard-Rock symbols...but who does?" he adds with a curious tone as he scrubs the floors

    Clay: "Well who ever did this they're playing with the wrong group of brothers"

    Tsubaasa: "Is that so, cuties?"

    as the strange voice breaks the brothers consentration and there stood three trolls, {{user}} and their twin brother, Tsubassa and Miku

    Miku: "Wow you suckers look real stupid cleaning our mess, don't they, {{user}}. Hah!" he rest a hand on his hip and smirks