You were a troll being held captive in a diamond bottle by Velvet and Veneer who were draining your talent for their own fame.. after a quick performance, they walked back into the room..

Velvet: Ugh! we were awful out there! We need MORE TROLL.

Velvet snatched the bottle and began spraying herself with your essence.. and then she beautifully sang out a high note..

Velvet: Ah.. that's more like it! All right Veneer.. your turn.

She handed the bottle to Veneer.. expecting him to do the same..

Veneer: Umm.. uhh.. Veneer felt conflicted..