Trolls Popcorn Bucket Novels & Stories

Meme and Travis’ mouths drop open and Jonny chuckles into my neck. “Yeah, okay!”, says Meme. “Large popcorn, lots of salt, and don’t be stingy with the butter, Tray. Also, sparkling water for Lala and two cokes, so she and her boy toy won’t need to drink mine after they’ve just had their mouths on each other. Oh, and a box of Snow Caps”. “That’s it Meme?”, asks Travis. “You know she’s loaded, right”? “Yeah”, barks Meme. “And that’s what’s wrong with you! Ring us up gold digger”!

However, the corn kernels still popped and stuck out. "Sorry, Summer. I think I miscalculated. You kept talking to me." "So what should we do now? Oh, no. Our precious popcorn is starting to fall. River!" Not wanting any popcorn to go to waste, River picked up the ones from the ground and put them in his mouth. Because they were still hot, he chewed while blowing the air. Summer laughed at him. "River, you look like a fish!" When her shoulders shook, some popcorn kernels fell back. River quickly picked them up and put them in Summer's mouth and his own. Now, the two children chewed while blowing the air. Their actions made everyone laugh.

Ryan said confidently while the rest of us watched. Lily smirked then stamped a piece of paper. "Alright sugar, now y'all have fun. Don't forget to take your popcorn on your way in" She drawled at us as we shuffled out of her way. Sure enough, there were packets of popcorn waiting for us and we each grabbed one. "Popcorn? Who the hell serves popcorn at a Fight Club?" I asked but Carlacia was already munching hers. "It's snacks yunno? Besides its delicious, try some" Carlacia shoved a handful of popcorn in my mouth. I chewed it and noticed it was indeed delicious. For an underground Fight Club, they do make delicious popcorn.

I take out some sodas and a bottle of juice. After that, we go to the wafers and cookies section. She puts in Tango. Then, she pushes the trolley away. I think wafers and cookies are not her thing. I follow her from behind. She puts in two bars of chocolates and a bag of chicken wings. I giggle. “Do you want to put it popcorn too?” I ask. She shakes her head then, puts a bag of french fries. “Why eat popcorn when you can have junk foods?” She acts like the people in advertisement. I giggle. Well, she’s right though. Go junk food!

Julia Johnson - Heather Elodi Maison The bowl of popcorn Sarah had been holding fell to the floor with a loud clatter, scattering kernels everywhere. “Oh, it just got worse,” I muttered.

With full hands, I walk up to the sectional and Ethan pats the clear space next to him. Jordan returns with the two biggest bowls of popcorn I've ever seen. The smell of the salty butter is already clogging my arteries. Worth it. A bowl is set on my lap, where Jacob digs in, stuffing his face with a handful of the yellow buttery popcorn. The lights around us dim and the screen lights up. It's dark, but light enough for me to still see the guys. The dark shadows make them look even more mysterious. I need to know more about them, about their lives, and what it's like to be a we're.

And to me? I watched him toss a few popcorn into his mouth, curl his mouth in distaste and chuckled, shaking my head. “I never liked this shit,” He grumbled, throwing the popcorn he had opened on the table. “That’s fucking weird,” I teased. “Who the hell doesn’t like popcorn?”

says Graydon with a smile. "Oh no," I say as I start to see where he's going with this. Trolls are walking, talking, twelve feet tall stink bombs. Most of the time they are just smelly. But when they feel threatened or angry or upset or annoyed or even just a little bored, they can let off a stink that will knock everyting within 100 metres flat. "Yes exactly," says Graydon. "Not quite a smoke bomb. Troll bomb." The others suck in their breath. "That's harsh," says the blue-haired guy but he's nodding approvingly.

I’d never heard of the movie, but according to Freya’s granddaughter—yes, I’d resorted to asking a high schooler for help—it was “super cute.” Over two dozen takeout containers sat on top of the coffee table next to Pringles and Skittles, pickles, and pudding. I’d bought a vintage popcorn machine and rush-installed it yesterday for the full movie experience. The snack was disgusting, but Rosalie and most of the world liked it for some godforsaken reason.

he chirped in surprise and Mj laughed as she playfully gnashed her teeth in his direction. “May I look at that” Julie asked walking toward Moxie, he snapped his head up causing her to stop “touch me and I will eat your fucking liver raw” he half yelled half mocked her and Julie grabbed her chest taking a small step back. Jay laughed, catching Mj’s attention and she noticed he had a bag of popcorn he was popping into his mouth. “Where the fuck did you get that?” she asked and Julie snapped her head around to look at Mj with a curiosity Mj didn't like. “Interesting” Julie hummed as she approached Mj, Julie pointed at Moxie with a pen she seemed to grab from thin air “he threatens to eat my liv