Little Gnome, Big problems
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Trollhunters x fem reader
Chapter 3
Word count: 3K
Synopsis: A rogue Gnome causes chaos in Trollmarket, capturing and killing it will be hard
(A/n): I'm about to go to a friend and have a Trollhunters marathon.
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“–We kept walking. Eventually, we came across a new Heartstone, and we realized we had found a new home under Arcadia” Blinky reads from the history of Killahead bridge and how they found the Heart stone under Arcadia.
He lowers the book to find Toby, Aaarrrgghh and (Y/n) looking invested. While Jim was asleep against the latter, a Spanish book laying on his lap.
(Y/n) glances at Jim, before turning her attention back to Blinky. ‘Eight hundred years of history I’ve missed. Would it be suspicious if I asked more about it?’ She thinks, fiddling with the locket she had received from Mr and Mrs Nuñez.
Blinky slams the book close in front of his face, scaring the boy awake.
“Lo Siento, Senor Draal! No me mates!” Jim yells out, seems like he was dreaming about being beat down to a pulp by Draal.
“The training of troll history might seem like a minor duty, Master Jim, but-” Blinky tries to scold him, only to be cut off by Jim.
“Sorry, I pulled an all-nighter studying for my Spanish Comprehension exam and my brain is muy gooey. I don't know. I guess I thought if I'm facing Draal in a week, my training would be a little more... active” He gets up on his feet, yawning.
Toby punches the air. “Yeah, like, when is he going to learn Troll-kwondo? Or Rock-itsu?” He asks, pulling Jim into a side hug.
“Before one fights, Toby D., one must understand why one fights. For these precious early steps will decide whether a young Trollhunter will become a Deya the Deliverer…” Blinky motions to the statue of the heroine troll.
“Or Unkar the Unfortunate” Aaarrrgghh finished his sentence, drawing attention to the scared looking statue.
Jim holds up his Spanish book. “Well, tomorrow, my Spanish exam is with Senor Uhl "the Unforgiving." My main concern is for my immediate future” He says, finding the teacher’s wrath worse than Blinky’s.
“A-ha! But, to learn what will happen in the future, one must only look to the past” Blinky drops the troll history book in Jim’s hand, the boy almost falling over because of how heavy it was. “I recommend A Brief Recapitulation of Troll Lore by the venerable Bedehilde. Volume one of 47”
“Okay, but if I don't pass the exam, I'm grounded and I can't be the Trollhunter. Sorry, Blinky, but the amulet chose me, and now I have two lives to keep up” Jim holds up two fingers, getting used to the weight of both books.
Toby turns to (Y/n) “You’re lucky with your learning accommodations. You don’t have to stay awake at night, fearing that you have a Spanish test”
(Y/n) shrugs. “Being hit by a car has its perks”
The conversation was interrupted as rapid footsteps were heard. Running in was a female troll, who was in distress.
“Oh, no. Is it the Heartstone?” Blinky asks her, worried.
“No! No!” Bagdwella cries out loud.
“Stalkling?”
“Is Bular in Trollmarket?”
“Wild magic?”
“No! Gnome! Rogue gnome!" Bagdwella yells, throwing her arms in the air.
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They arrive at Bagdwella’s shop. Socks hang from clothing lines, along with crystal lanterns. She looks down at her workbench. “First, I couldn't find my monocle, then my collection of bed coils. Now, something disappears every minute!”
She was about to sit down on a stool. Only for a gnome to steal it from under her, making her fall onto her butt. The Gnome giggles, speeding around the shop.
“Ah, yes. Gnome” Blinky mutters, holding out his hand for Bagdwella to grab.
She slaps away his hand, getting up herself. “Oh, dirty little pests. Up to last week, the glue traps were working fine” She holds up a glue trap with a Gnome skeleton on it. The quick snatches that as well.
“Fix it, Trollhunter!” She begs to the human hero.
“Uh, yeah, I'm really sorry about that. See, you need a gnome-catcher, and I'm, well, the Trollhunter, so-” Jim tries to explain, hoping he could go back to studying.
Blinky interrupts him. “Oh, no, Master Jim. The Trollhunter cannot refuse the call. And what better a call for you to train with than a pint-sized quarry?”
The Gnome appears from a curtain of socks, holding a guitar made of a fork and string. It clears its throat, playing the instrument and saying, then laughing.
“He's trying to distract us! Hold tight to your valuables” Blinky warns the others with caution.
Walking up to the small creature, Toby claps at the performance. “Why? He can't be that bad” he asks. He regrets his words as the Gnome runs off and steals his belt. “Oh, no! My belt! At least he didn't take my Nougat Nummy” He pulls out a candy bar, only for that to get stolen as well. He gasps “We need to catch that gnome” He says in a deep Gnome.
(Y/n) feels a breeze past, feeling a weight lifted from her neck. She looks down to find her locket gone. “Hey!” She yelps, reaching for the critter but fails.
They stand back to back, trying to get a view of the Gnome’s whereabouts. “Over there!” Toby points to one of the clothing lines.
“Oh! Over there!”
“No! Over here!”
“Right here” Aaarrrgghh points to the top of his head, where the Gnome was leaning against his horn. It waves, before jumping off.
Jim tries to get a hold of it, but it avoids him. He gets up, the Gnome jumping past him. His eyes widen in realization when feels something is gone, “Oh, no. Where's the amulet?”
The Gnome proudly grins, holding the amulet in its tiny hands. It runs under a closet, Aaarrrgghh gently pushes it aside to show there was a home behind it in the wall. “Hole” He states.
“Yes, it appears the plot quite literally deepens” Blinky remarks, hearing the Gnome's giggles through the hole.
‘I don’t have my book. But maybe I can…’ (Y/n) holds out her hand, concentrating. She was hoping that she could build up enough magic to levitate the amulet back. She pouts, finding it was not working. She glances to the side to find Blinky looking at her with a confused gaze. “Got to stretch those fingers” She lies, smiling.
Jim reaches out his hands through the hole,trying to bring the amulet back. “Come back, come back. Shouldn't the amulet be coming back to me right about now?” He asks his mentor.
“Dolefully, that rule only applies if you've rejected it. When thieved, it's another story. If you had read A Brief Recapitulation, you would have known that” Blinky lectures him in response.
“Some Trollhunter you are. Jim the Baby-Handed!” Bagdwella scoffs, snatching a bag of food from Toby.
Blinky places his hand on Jim’s shoulder. “Master Jim, press on. This is not the moniker you want”
“What else can I do? I can't fit in that hole” Jim argues, motioning to the small sized hole.
“Hmm, currently” Blinky hums, getting an idea
“Bad idea” Aaarrrgghh comments, knowing what his companion was planning.
“No Trollhunter has ever lost his amulet. We'll need time to procure the Furgolator” Blinky proposes the idea.
“Uh, the Furgolator?” Jim repeats, no clue what they were talking about.
“Uh, don't you worry about anything, Master Jim. Tend to your studies. We'll watch over the hole. Tomorrow, you'll return refreshed to deal with this, uh…” Blinky awkwardly chuckles, “little problem”
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“Remember when I told you all Trollhunters must start small?” Blinky removes a blanket to a machine that was even taller than him.
“Full disclosure, I'm a little worried how I let you talk me into this” Jim says, eyeing the iron closet looking thing.
Blinky presses a button on the machine. The gears on it turns, realising smoke before its doors opening. It was similar to an iron maiden, just without the spikes.
“Still bad idea” Aaarrrghh frowns.
Hesitantly, Jim climbs in. “Wait a minute. So, how does me going into this thing help me get a gnome out of a hole?” Jim asks as the doors slowly close.
“If a gnome won't come out, the Trollhunter must go in” Blinky answered, patting the machine.
“Wait, what?”
Blinky chuckles. “Don't worry. We often use the Furgolator to compress minerals. And now for the anthracite!” He takes a stone Toby was holding and places it in the side of the machine.
“I’m not an expert on the human body. But I’m pretty sure Jim isn’t made of rock” (Y/n) remarks, having doubts about the machine.
The inside of the machine begins filling up with smoke, making it impossible to see the boy from the outside.
“I can't see anything!” Jim coughs, “Why is there so much smoke?”
The machine began to shake, the amount of smoke releasing made it sound like fart noises.
Toby rushes over to the machine, trying to pry it open. “Come on, you guys gotta get him out of there!”
Then Blinky joins him, trying as well. “Don't just stand there, Aaarrrgghh!” He yells out.
The gentle giant grabs the doors and opens them. Smoke pouts out of it, the machine being almost empty, almost.
Jim coughs, waving the smoke away. “Looks like it didn't work. Hope you have a plan B” He looks up and yelps when he finds the others towering over him like titans.
“On the contrary” Blinky grins, proudly.
Kneeling down, (Y/n) holds out her cupped hands for Jim. He looks up at her before looking down at her hand. He carefully steps on, trying not to lose his balance. (Y/n) stands back up, “Hm, travel sized Jim” she hums, looking at his small form.
“He's like an action figure” Toby comments, smiling.
Walking over the hole, (Y/n) sets him down infront of it. He was given a button to use as a shield.
Jim sighs, turning back to the others. “Real subtle. We've got to start small. Deal with the little problem. This is a huge problem! I can't be shrunk! I have exams to take! I have sinks to reach!” He complains.
“You have a gnome to catch. Now, onward, Master Jim, and fetch your destiny!” Blinky exclaims.
Toby grabs a pencil he used for a trap and holds it out for Jim to grab. “Your sword, my liege”
Annoyed, Jim grabs it, before poking his best friend with it. He turns around, cautiously venturing into the hole.
“Oh, one last thing to know when dealing with a gnome, Master Jim, and this is of dire importance: Do not touch its hat” Blinky calls out to the small hero.
“Of course. It's right there in A Brief Recapitulation”
“You remember!”
“Of course not! Nothing in this world makes sense!”
A few seconds later they could hear fighting and glass breaking. “That doesn't sound favorable” Blinky remarks, worried.
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“Why hasn't he come out?” Toby asks, backing away from the hole.
Walking out of the hole was the Gnome without its hat, looking sad. Behind him was Jim, wearing the hat and holding his sword against the back of the Gnome. In his other hand was (Y/n)’s locket.
“You summoned the armor and caught the gnome! Well played, Master Jim!” Blinky congratulates him, clapping with Aaarrrghh.
“Thank you, thank you. I don't want to forget the little people” Jim replies, tapping his sword against the Gnome to keep moving.
Toby quickly catches the Gnome in a bag, closing it tightly.
“And this belongs to you” Jim holds out the locket by the string with his small hand.
(Y/n) crouches down, taking it from him. She puts it back around her neck, securing it. She smiles at him, “Thanks”
Scratching the back of his neck, “It’s no problem” Jim responds, slightly flustered. “And what about this shrinking stuff? When does it wear off?” He asks Blinky.
“Don’t worry, master Jim. Sleep it off. By morning, you'll be as good as new. And how you have earned it! Jim the Gnome Slayer!” The mentioned troll exclaims.
Toby strums the Gnome's small instrument while the creature moves around in the bag, trying to escape.
Blinky places Jim onto a crate. “All that is left is for you to take care of it” He instructs him.
“Wait, what? Take care of it?”
“Rule number two” Aaarrrghh clarifies.
“Always finish the fight” Blinky adds.
“And by finish…” Jim trails off.
“Deaden. End. Le coup de grace” Blinky answers, Aaarrrghh drags his index finger across his neck to prove the point.
Jim’s eyes widen when realises what he must do.
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The three teens were at Toby’s house, Toby sitting on his bed, (Y/n) leaning against it and tiny Jim was leaning against a pillow on it.
“Who are we kidding? I can't kill this thing. I nearly had dinner with it. None of us are killers” Jim says in defeat. Looking at the small bag laying on the bed where the Gnome was sleeping in.
“We’re humans, we can’t kill so easily with a clear conscience” (Y/n) chimes, shrugging her shoulders. She looks down at the Troll history book, coming through the pages.
“I am” Toby frowns.
“You are?” Jim raises an eyebrow, curious on what Toby meant.
“Detective Snuggles. Nana warned me not to leave my chocolate lying around. But it was just after Easter, and I had pulled in a big haul. I never thought that the cat would find my stash. But he did. And by the time I found him, it was too late” Toby admits, wiping a tear from his eye.
“Death by chocolate. There are worse ways to go” Jim comments, trying to find a silver lining.
“That wasn't the worst of it. I never had the heart to tell Nana, so, to cover up the murder, I used to eat his cat food just to make it look like he was still around” Toby lets out a sob. “And I liked it”
(Y/n) pauses, looking up from the book. “Interesting, it still kinda proves my point. Well I have to go, I have been gone for too long, it’s getting late. Bye guys” She says, standing up. She gives them a wave, before leaving the room and walks down the stairs.
“Oh, you’re going?” She hears Toby’s grandma say, finding her walking out of the kitchen with a lunchbox. “Take these for you and Claire to enjoy, they're homemade cookies” She holds out the lunchbox.
With a big smile, (Y/n) grabs them. “Thanks, Nana” She responds, feeling warm inside by the gesture.
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(Y/n) sits in class, reading the troll history book, which was hidden under her Spanish book. Toby and Jim had yet to show up, making her worried.
“Jim Lake? Jim Lake? Is Jim Lake here?” Senior Uhl calls out, looking at his watch. “How disappointing but not entirely unexpected. - Moving on”
Then Toby bursts into the classroom with a laptop. “No problemo! Jim's here, virtually” He exclaims, placing the laptop on a stool in front of the class.
He turns it on to show a video call of Jim. The boy was sitting on a couch that looked plastic and the two windows behind him looked fake as well. “¡Hola! Sorry, I couldn't be en escuela, Seanor Uhl, but I'm sick en casa. Which is fitting, since I'm doing my comprehension presentación on Ponce de Leon, who muerto-ed from a great illness”
(Y/n) eyebrows furrows before realising what was going on. ‘Isn’t that the dollhouse in Toby’s room? Does that mean Jim is still small?’ She thinks.
“Hey! "Muerto-ed" is not a word!” Steve calls out, who had a missing tooth from when he and Jim fought.
“Nope” Senior Uhl shuts down the blond. “I'm curious to see where this is going. Continue, Mr. Lake”
“Ponce de Leon, one of the most famoso Spanish conquistadores is best associated with the Fuente de la Juventud, the Fountain of Youth” Jim explains. It became harder to hear him as what it seems like a vacuum was on near him.
“What is that horrible noise?” Senior Uhl questions.
“Uh, construccion. Uh, remodeling. A minor intrusion. Un Minuto, Senor Uhl” Jim excuses. He looks to something off-screen, beginning to panic. “No, no no need to fight at home. Ponce de Leon joined Columbus in the New New– What in the world?”
Jim tries to continue, only to be attacked by the Gnome. He falls to the ground, making the phone fall over. Toby turns away the laptop, hiding what’s going on on screen.
Toby turns the laptop back around, his best friend back on screen. “And that'll be all for my presentacion”
Looking down at his clip board, Senior Uhl says “Actually, by my count, you are three words short, Mr. Lake. If you can't finish the exam, I'll have to fail you”
“Uh, in that case, there were Muchos problemas in the Nuevo Mundo, the New World!” Jim adds, before getting tackled by the Gnome. Toby puts his arm in front of the screen.
“Um... Like vermin who you can't seem to get rid of. Ratas. I've got you now, gnome!”
He finally comes back panting. “But, in the end, they were taken care of. And that is it for my presentacion. I hope this wasn't too much trouble, Senor Uhl. Hasta luego”
Eli jumps from his seat, clapping “Spectacular!”
“Very, very informative, Mr. Lake. C-plus” Senior Uhl.
Suddenly parts of Jim’s body begin to grow, seeming that the effect of the Furgolator was running out. “It’s happening!”
“What’s happening!?”
Toby slams the laptop. “Internet connections, am I right? Gotta go. Bye!” He rushes out of the classroom.
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“The Trollhunter had two humans with him. One reeked of magic, a kind I haven’t smelled for centuries” Bular says, pacing back and forth.
“It’s just Merlin’s amulet. Now enough of that rambling, we have more important things to attend” Strickler dismisses him, focused on sending someone a message on his phone.
“I’m not a fool,” Bular growled. “It’s not his magic I smelled, this kind is far more distinct. Magic like…Morgana’s”
Strickler tenses up at the name, before turning off his phone. Not only did he have a student that was the Trollhunter but also another being a student of Morgana or even the sorceress herself.
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This chapter isn't too interesting cause (Y/n) didn't get a lot to do. Next chapter will be a lot more interestin.
