“Quick – go – go –go” Bowl Licker shouted after he swallowed
the glob of honey-flour-nutmeg mixture that had filled his mouth.
“Phew-ack!” Spoon Licker hacked as he coughed up a cloud of powdered
sugar and cinnamon. He slipped as he
tried to stand and slid toward the door.
Door Sniffer raised his head, covered in four and gooey corn
syrup. He tried to wipe the stickiness
from his nose and just added to the mess when he smeared the raspberry
preserves from his hands to his face. As
he stood, he leaned on the wall, leaving behind grimy handprints.
Bowl Licker grabbed Pot Scraper and pulled him along to the
door. The room behind them was in
shambles. They didn’t look back and they
moved as fast as their troll legs would go toward the back door of the
kitchen. They had just reached the
outdoors when they heard the chaos from the kitchen.
“Yikes! The cookies
and cakes are destroyed”
“What a mess – look at the piles of gook! And there’s flour on EVERYTHING!”
“Look! Troll
handprints and troll footprints!”
“Agh! We got troll
trouble!”
“MRS C is gonna cry when she sees her kitchen!”
Pot Scraper and his three troll brothers ran for the closest
barn. They found Sheep Cote Clod and
quickly explained their new mischief.
“Yikes! We’ve got to
get out of here” he shouted, “Go get the rest of our troll brothers and get
back to the cave. I’ll get Gully Gawk.”
They flew through the North Pole compound, barely avoiding
the elves, reindeer and other creatures tracking their very obvious stick and
gooey footprints. Very quickly, all
thirteen had been gathered and took off towards Iceland. Suddenly, dealing with Gryla didn’t sound too
bad.
They were all afraid of what would happen if they stayed here
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Part 19 of 20 - Yule Lads: Mayhem at the North Pole, written by Heidi Herman, illustrated by Colleen Stiles
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