They ran as fast as their little troll legs would carry them,
arriving at the Monster Worm’s cave just before dawn. Since they were half-ogre, the sun would not
turn them to rock, but it was better not to be seen. They crawled, then slunk, then tip-toed
through the caves to find Spoon Licker.
They
found him quickly and carried him out of the cave before the Monster Worm found
them.
“Stufur,” Door slammer said, “go back and tell the others
Gryla’s on a rampage looking for all of us.
Get them to meet at the place in Norway.”
“Alright, you take care of Spoon Licker and ask Skyr Gobbler to
talk to the Hidden and see if they can find Door Sniffer.” Stufur replied.
So, Spoon Licker and Door Slammer headed for Norway, to their
favorite troll R&R spot, while Skyr Gobbler went to find Door Sniffer’s trail,
and Stufur headed back to the Yule Lad cave to collect his remaining eight
brothers and flee the country.
Spoon Licker and Door Slammer caught two puffin and convinced
them to fly to Tromsø, where
human had wonderful spas built. The area
nearby was perfect for troll relaxing too.
There was a long history of Viking and Sámi settlements in the area and the Yule Lads had been
there many times.
Meanwhile, Stufur burst into
the Yule Lad cave, desperate to warn his brothers about Gryla’s anger towards
them.
The cave was in
shambles. He stood in shock, looking
around the terrible mess.
Was he too
late?
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