Days 27 to 35 - Getting ready - Routine

M. Troll was ready for his vacation in Paris, the city were the salad lived. He had decided to keep the hotel still, just in case.

He spent his last few days before his vacation in a nice routine, alternating work and chatting with his giggling salad.
Nothing special to tell, except that he was growing excited, happy and a bit anxious.
He and his salad were more in love than ever.

He was to be in France from the 23rd to the 31st of December... so there wouldn't be any new M. Troll story during that time.

But M. Troll will be back at the very beginning of 2017 to wish us all a happy new year! We can be sure of that! :)

Day 26 - How to tell someone you have a crush

M. Troll decided to book a hotel the following day. He didn't want to put pressure on the salad, and he knew she had a cat she loved a lot. He was a bit afraid the cat wouldn't like him, in spite of her laughing at this idea.
He chose a hotel that had the same name as the spaceship of Captain Harlock. That made the salad laugh when she learnt about it, because she actually like this anime a lot.

She told him:
"Trollet mitt, you are very welcome if you want to stay at my place, but you're the very best for taking care of me that much."

He reddened in front of his screen, reading her message.

He took some time to recall when it had became a real relationship.
They were having fun together, as always, and suddenly, she had looked at him seriously and said:
"Let me be super blunt with you: I am super ashamed of it and I don't know what to do about it because it's the first time I get in this kind of position. But I do have a crush on you."
Then, she had hidden her pretty giggling salady face in her hands.
"Nothing to be ashamed of," he had answered, "for to be honest, I got a crush on you too."
She had giggled and squeaked:
"You made my day!"

He played this memory again and again and again.
Each time, it was making him feel more and more loved and happy.

Will he accept the salad invitation and risk the cat's wrath? Will he tell the salad how the memory of them telling each other about their shared crush is making him happy?
Stay tuned! :D

Day 25 - A new routine

M. Troll was, of course, a bit sad his salad had to go back home, but he was now looking at life with happiness and hope in the future. He now had a real future and projects to come. The first one, of course, was to buy a plane ticket to Paris to surprise his beloved salad.
He wondered if he should book a room in a hotel or not.
He casually asked (or thought he did it casually, at least) his salad through their favorite mean of communication, Hangout, when she would be available if he ever was to come, maybe maybe maybe, someday to Paris.

When the salad squeaked happily that he was welcome anytime, he understood his approach hadn't been stealthy at all.
Still, he asked his confused boss for vacations again and booked the tickets. He was to arrive the 23rd and to fly back the 31st of December.

When one of his colleagues asked his boss if that wasn't a lot of vacations at once and if M. Troll really had that many vacation days, the boss just shrugged. He said that this charming M. Troll had so much happiness in him, who could resist him?

"Trollet mitt!" squeaked the salad happily when M. Troll told her the good news. "I can't wait to have you here!"

With everything planned, M. Troll had the feeling it was one of his best Mondays. He also realized his luggage wasn't big enough for this duration and went to borrow their blue luggage to his parents.
They were stunned at learning their son liked someone and was ready to go to Paris to visit her. But more than that, they were super happy for him, because they knew he deserved the best in life.

All that happiness helped M. Troll to have nice dreams all night.

Will he eat smelly cheese? Will he book a hotel?
Stay tuned! :D

Days 20 to 24 - Love. With a big L. And balloons. And hearts. You know what I mean. And departure.

M. Troll learnt the salad was to go back home to France on the following Sunday.
That filled him with happiness, because he still had days to get to know her. And she reacted so happily when he told her he had taken days off for her, that he knew he had done the right thing for them.
They spent these days together nearly non-stop. And nearly all nights too (*wink*).

They giggled a lot together while watching series, videos and just enjoying each other presence.
M. Troll's shared his passion for video games' streaming, while she convinced him to watch several series she liked with her, cuddling on M. Troll's comfy couch. The toothless head especially enjoyed these moments, because the salad always brought it a lollipop.

They had long talks about everything, including life's big projects, and they realized they had the same. That's when the salad first said that, because she was divorced and had nothing keeping her in France, she had thought about moving in a foreign country. This little sentence sounded like the most delicious song to M. Troll's ears and a dream of them playing side to side started to form in his mind.

They ate curry and pizzas. They ate brown cheese, which the salad really liked on bread with some strawberry jam (while M. Troll like his on bread with margarine and strawberry jam). She enthusiastically talked about restaurants in Paris they would try when he would visit her. M. Troll hadn't known before then that France had that huge culinary history.

They took long walks in the forest near M. Troll's home. The salad made him smile, because she was acting like a eight year-old child on a sugar rush, jumping and running excitedly. He actually enjoyed this time spent away from his video games.

They created a TSW's account for the salad, so she could play with him once back home. He showed her how the game worked, but she seemed a bit confused at first.

M. Troll also started to teach the salad her first words in his country's language. She said it was really easy compared to French.

To sum things up, they enjoyed each other greatly.

"We're meant to be!" said M. Troll, surprising himself with these words.
"I think so too!" answered the giggling salad happily.

M. Troll felt like he was caught in a delicious and magic tornado. He smiled a lot and wanted to sigh happily all the time.

Finally, when Sunday arrived, they were the happiest people in the world. Of course, they were sad too, and they cried a lot at leaving each other, even for a few weeks only.
Even sad, they knew they were the happiest and luckiest persons in the world, because they had found each other.
Their love was new, and the distance was great, but they trusted each other and believed in the  "them" they were creating.

M. Troll promised he would look at the tickets to come visit her as soon as possible. Each of his heads kissed her goodbye, and he spent long minutes at the airport recollecting himself before going back home.
On the train, he kept looking at the pictures they had taken together. He especially like one with ice creams, and another one with lollipops.

M. Troll was ready to commit, now that he had found the perfect video games playing (and one who liked to havf fun fun fun!) girly salad.

When will he go to France? Will he eat a lot?
Stay tuned! :D

Day 19 - Japanese curry

M. Troll felt each minute before he could see the salad was too long. He also felt it was too short, since he was afraid she would say something at some point that would make her less perfect (which he doubted); or that he would say something that would make her run away (he found it more likely).

Before he had met her, he found giggling silly and useless. He still thought it a bit silly, but mostly cute.

He decided to give her a gift that would make her think of him.
He bought a nice pink gaming headset for her.

When they met after his work, he gave it to her right away. Of course, she squeaked then giggled.
He explained to her very seriously he wanted to keep talking to her when she'd be back to France. He also said that he thought they were meant to be.
"Well, it's happening a bit fast, to be honest," she answered. "But I agree with you, there's something special going on between us, and we are so lucky to have this it would be sad to ignore it."

Agreeing to not talk about it anymore for this day, they went to take a nice walk in M. Troll's nice little town. They walked past his favourite japanese restaurant and he pointed at it.
"That's my favourite japanese restaurant!"

She went to the window to read the menu.
"Ah, fish, fish, fish. I'm a vegetarian," she said. "Ooooh! They have curry!"
"Curry?" he asked, confused.
"You never tried it? We must have it for dinner!"

And curry they had. Indeed, M. Troll had never tried it before, and he wondered why. Japanese curry was one of the best food he had ever tasted. Plus, now it would be forever associated to the French salad.
"I'll bring you some from Paris!" she squeaked excitedly. "I know where to find it cheap and good! I'll teach you how to cook it!"
"But, what if I want to come visit Paris?" he dared to ask, reddening. "Will you cook for me there?"

The French salad was speechless at first, but then she hugged him (awkwardly, with the three heads).
"Of course, I'll cook for you!"

Will he go to Paris before she comes back to his nice little town?
Stay tuned! :D

Day 18 - Sugababes

M. Troll spent his night reading the stories written by the giggling salad. He found love, fun and action inside.
He was really tired on Monday morning, but it was worth it (and who isn't tired on Monday mornings, anyway?). He knew in which restaurant he and the salad would dine later this day.

The best way to describe him at work was "antsy", but his colleagues wisely ignored him, especially the one who was successful with the ladies.

After work, he bought pretty flowers to the stoic seller and put on the best clothes he had, including his glittery pink rubber boots.
He sent a message to the giggling salad to tell her where to meet him, and that he had thought of a surprise for her.

When they met, she clapsed excitedly.
"My horoscope says there'll be pleasant surprises for me today!" she exclaimed happily.

M. Troll just smiled mysteriously (an air that didn't suit the cute toothless head) and told her to close her eyes. He then guided her to a special restaurant.
She squeaked when she opened her eyes.
"Karaoke! I looooove karaoke!" she squeaked. "Can I choose a song?" she asked with the cutest face ever.

M. Troll was anxious at that, but he nodded.

He has reasons to be anxious. She pushed him towards the stage and asked for the song.

That was when he discovered the Sugababes and their most famous song, "Push the button".

Since he was willing to please the giggling salad, he sang and even looked happy to.


At the end of the song, they got a lot of applause, and everyone commented his performance.
"I'm nearly jealous!" laughed the salad.

She seemed so happy he couldn't help but smile, even if she had obviously trolled him.


After this, they dined (they had pizza) and had a lot of fun talking together and realizing they wanted the same things in life.

M. Troll was happier than happy.

At the end of the evening, he walked the giggling salad back to her hotel. She talked excitedly and seemed really happy too. M. Troll suddenly wondered when she was supposed to go back to France, but he didn't dare ask the question, because he feared the answer.

She kissed one cheek of the cute toothless head to say "goodnight".

M. Troll found himself smiling all the way back to his apartment.

When will they see each other next? Is the salad vegetarian?
Stay tuned! :D

Day 17 - French Christmas market

M. Troll surprised himself by waking up eagerly. He wasn't hungry, just excited at the idea of going to the Frech Christmas market. Since he wasn't stupid, he had concluded the salad, who had an accent, must be French.
"A singing French salad," he thought. "How silly is that?"

The market was really pretty, he had never seen one like that. Small hytte full of colored things.

He was quickly caught in the magic of it. He even bought some candies for his toothless head, that squeaked happily.

M. Troll was curious to see what the salad was selling, but he took his time inspecting each hytte carefully, because he was a bit shy at seeing her again.
Finally, he got anxious to see her and wondered which little shop was hers. He heard a giggling sound and decided to follow it.

"Hei! You're here!" exclaimed the salad with a happy smile when she saw him.
"Hum. Yes. Hi," he answered.

The salad giggled at his shy reaction.
"In France, we pretty girls are mostly harassed by creeps! It's so cool to be able to just be myself happily!" She waited for his reaction. "Bah," she said, "I don't want to be the only one saying I'm pretty, that's weird."

While he tried to answer at the best of his capacity, M. Troll saw what she was selling.
"You wrote those?" said he, pointing at the books in front of the salad.
"Yes!"

And she became all red with what looked like shyness.
"I came here to promote them, but I'm not sure I'm writing things exactly how I have them in mind. I'm trying to romance what happened and to infuse it with all my emotions."
"What is it about?" he asked, curious.
"A troll, video games and a salad," she answered, giggling.

The earth opened under M. Troll.

"You said video games? Do you like those?" he asked, nearly trembling.
"I loooove them," she answered, giggling. "It's a torture to not be able to play when I'm away, like I am now."
"Do you like MMOs?"
"I 've only tried TSW, but I like it so much I don't want to try anything else. Except ESO maybe..."

And she like ESO's universe too. M. Troll could have cried. He heard angels singing in his ears. It was, in fact, too much emotions for him, but he fought to stay exactly where he was and not run away once again.
The giggling silly salad and him talked for a long time, until it was time for her to sign books at least.

M. Troll surprised everyone, including each of his three heads.

He invited the giggling salad to dinner the following day.
He was also surprised when she accepted.

This Sunday, he went home happier than he had been in a long time.

What will they eat? Hopefully no one will try to eat the salad!
Stay tuned! :D