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♪ Put your hair up in the air ♪
♪ Live it up ♪
♪ Hey! ♪
♪ Every day you wake up singing ♪
♪ Turn it up ♪
♪ Whoo! ♪
♪ The party's just beginning ♪
♪ All together, you and me ♪
♪ Hair in the air, we're a family ♪
♪ We got everything we need ♪
♪ Hair in the air Because we're proud to be ♪
♪ Celebrating who we are ♪
♪ Yeah, we made it through the dark ♪
♪ Harmony is everywhere ♪
♪ Put your hair up in the air ♪
It's gonna be all right, Smidge.
Um... Smidge, I went around
and asked everyone what they think about this party you've hosted.
What did they say?
That it's awesome? Mind-blowing? Insane?
They said it's...
Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
..."good."
Brutal.
Get me... the Life of the Party.
Never fear, Guy Diamond's here.
- Guy! - Hm?
Thank you! Thank you so much!
It was nothing, Smidge.
Well, it looks like another party needs me.
- Guy! - Are you OK?
I'll survive.
But being the village's Life of the Party every night is exhausting.
Sometimes I feel like I'm running on empty.
Oh. Not quite.
But you know what they say:
"With great partying comes great responsibility."
Sounds like you need a night off.
You should train someone else to be the Life of the Party.
Ooh! Ooh! What I should do is train someone else to be the Life of the Party.
Then they could cover me long enough to get one night off.
Can you believe I just came up with such a great idea?
No, I can't.
Finding an apprentice won't be easy, Poppy.
Whoever it is must have a special quality,
a certain je ne sais Guy, as they say.
What about Satin and Chenille over there? They have a lot of style.
Yes, but being the Life of the Party means creating social harmony.
And the twins, well...
- I want a frosted muffin. - I want a cupcake.
- Frosted muffin! - Cupcake!
Harmony isn't their strong suit.
Fair enough. What about Biggie?
He's nice to everyone.
My apprentice needs to be able to spark conversations.
Biggie tends to get stuck on one subject.
This is Dinkles taking a nap.
And this is Dinkles roller-skating.
Ooh! And this is Dinkles looking at an album of Dinkles pictures.
It's hopeless!
Great parties are living things.
It takes the right Troll to help them...
...grow.
Who is that?
You mean Meadow Spriggs, the village florist?
"Make parties grow."
Wow.
Oh!
She's perfect!
Yeah, Meadow's great. But there is one thing you should know about her...
No time to listen! Already jumped to conclusions!
Guy!
Hello. Guy Diamond here.
I was over there, admiring your work and...
Wait, Trolls have been standing around, watching me?
Oh, that's so embarrassing!
See? She's very shy.
Shy?
I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with this term.
You know, she doesn't like being the center of attention.
Yeah, I can tell words are coming out of your mouth, but...
Meadow, I'd like to offer you...
I'd like to offer you...
I'd like to offer you the...
I'd like to offer you the chance to be my apprentice
and become the Life of the Party!
Nope, sorry, that is not for me.
I never feel confident with Trolls the way I do with plants. End of story!
Hm?
But don't you see?
Taking care of parties is just like taking care of plants.
You sow the seeds of merriment,
fertilize with refreshments,
nurture it in the warm glow of dance,
until the whole thing blossoms with fun!
Wow.
I've never made that connection before.
I'm pretty confident no one has.
Well, it would be good for me to get more comfortable in social situations.
- I'll do it. - Fantastic!
Let's start with the basics.
Oh. Um... This is happening right now?
There are five levels of parties.
First, there's "Bumpin'."
Basically, any party that doesn't involve me.
Above that, there's "Jammin'."
All parties I attend are automatically elevated to this level.
Then it becomes a "Rager,"
after I apply my party skills and bring it to life!
Above that, there's "Thru Da Roof!"
The party overtakes the crowd and they form a hair chair,
lifting the party leader above them in majesty!
And then...
legend tells of an ultimate party level:
Out of Con-Troll,
when everyone's hair spontaneously shimmers a magnificent gold.
But it's just a legend.
Aim for Jammin'. Any questions?
I usually go to bed at six. Is that going to be a problem?
All right, I've put together a practice party.
Now, get out there and breathe some life into it.
- Uh... I'm really nervous. - Don't be.
Just picture them like they're plants.
Quick, wow them with some witty chitchat.
I'm so uncomfortable. So uncomfortable. So very uncomfortable.
Speak up, Meadow.
I'm so uncomfortable. I'm so uncomfortable.
So uncomfortable.
So uncomfortable. So very uncomfortable!
- Don't feel like that. - Yeah, you're doing great.
This is a disaster!
Cooper's right.
I'm so sorry, Guy.
It's not your fault.
Being Life of the Party is simply a piñata I must break...
alone.
I got a full sweet rainbow frappe for a Doug Guy-Mint?
Right here.
Whoa. Kind of late for coffee.
Yeah, I'm in for a long night.
See?
Wait, did they just turn off the party signal?
What is going on?
Guy! Poppy! It was amazing!
This party was totally dead,
and then she just came out of nowhere!
Who?
Why, the Life of the Party, of course!
Meadow? But how?
This party's at Rager level!
It was that last lesson of yours.
The one where you pretended to give up on me to inspire me to find my confidence.
Oh... yes!
That's exactly what I did.
Then I remembered what you said about partiers.
"Just picture them like they're plants."
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got a party to tend to.
Wahoo!
Oh, my Troll.
I am so proud.
You should be. She really sprouted.
Yeah. You made Meadow as good a Life of the Party as you are, Guy!
Wait, what?
Surely, not as good as me.
Oh, for sure.
I even want her at my search party.
I'm planning on getting lost later.
Can she really be that good?
Easy, Guy. They didn't mean anything by that.
There's no reason to believe Meadow's as good as you.
Hey, party people!
Who wants to see me take this party to the next level?
All right! Wahoo!
A hair chair?
She's taken it to Thru Da Roof?
No one out-parties Guy Diamond!
What's that? You want me to sit in that chair?
Yeah!
OK!
Anyone want to see a party trick?
Well, feast your eyes on Guy.
Oh, nice one, Guy!
Check this out!
Oh, yeah?
Just try and match this!
Wow!
Whoa! I'll do my best!
Ooh!
- Ooh! - Whoa.
Yeah!
I... I can't keep up.
I guess I'm not the Life of the Party.
Not anymore.
Guy, that's not true.
Just look at what you've done!
What?
- It's... - ...Out of Con-Troll.
I never thought I'd ever accomplish it.
And we did it together.
I can't believe we were competing.
- Wait, we were competing? - It's in the past.
The point is, all this time,
I was looking for an apprentice,
but maybe what I really needed was a partner.
Still want to take the night off?
Eh. Maybe tomorrow. Shall we?
Once in a while, Trolls like to go beyond the everyday parties
and throw a formal soirée
that we call The Hair Ball.
Ew!
Yeah, the name isn't great.
But it's classy.
And if you want to be classy,
you got to get your hair done!
♪ One, two, three, hey ♪
♪ Got get me looking good ♪
♪ Because I'll be stepping out ♪
♪ I got to feel my finest You know what I'm talking about ♪
♪ Because when you're feeling fine ♪
♪ You can do anything ♪
♪ That's when you dance your best And sing like a queen ♪
♪ There's nothing better than Your natural beauty ♪
♪ But, baby, when we dress it up ♪
♪ You know we get it done, done, baby ♪
♪ Done, done the way we want ♪
♪ And we'll be having fun, fun, baby ♪
♪ Fun, fun, the way we love ♪
♪ So let's get it done ♪
Poppy, you'll never believe it.
I was on my way over here, when suddenly I ran into...
Smidge?
Milton Moss.
We were like that for two hours.
He asked me to go with him to The Hair Ball, and I said yes!
OK, first of all...
But didn't you already say you would go with Guy Diamond?
Oh, my guh! I did.
I've been looking forward to it, but I got so caught up in the moment!
Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh!
Whoa! Whoa! Breathe, Smidge.
There's a clear plan of action here.
Talk to Guy. I'm sure he'll understand.
Who will understand?
Pardon the glitter-uption, friends,
but I came to give Smidge...
this.
For me? But why?
For going with me to The Hair Ball.
After all, you are the strongest dancer in all the village.
With all the moves we'll be able to do...
Ha! ...all eyes will be on us the entire night.
So, thank you, Smidge.
It means so much to me. Now, what did you want to talk about?
Oh, well, I just had to tell you that...
Yes?
I can't wait.
- Yay! - Ha!
My thoughts exactly.
See you tonight! So long!
Ta-ta!
OK, new plan.
I'll go with both Guy and Milton,
keeping them on opposite sides of the ball, switching back and forth.
- Agreed? - Wait, what?
Glad we're on the same page. Bye!
- Oh, gosh. - Is this really happening?
Wahoo!
So cool!
All right, gang, let's get out on that dance floor!
Ooh.
Hm. That punch bowl is only half full.
Better make sure it's full-full so the party don't stop.
Poppy, you're doing it again.
At every Hair Ball, you get so focused
making sure it's fun for everyone else, you forget to dance.
I do?
Mm-hm.
Well, if you ask me, Poppy's got the right idea.
Fancy dancing's too stuffy.
That's why I'll be over here all night.
Branch is wallflowering, guys! He's wallflowering!
Nah-ah. Nope!
I'm gonna make sure you get on that floor tonight, mister.
Ooh. Right after I hang more decorations.
Check out that decked-out limo!
Wow! This is amazing, Guy!
Now, before the night goes any further,
I have to know...
are they looking at us?
Yeah.
See? Center of attention already.
Now, shall we?
What?
Milton Moss!
Did you say something?
Uh... I said, look at all these Trolls by the refreshment table.
Have you told them that charming and long anecdote of yours?
Why, no, Smidge, I haven't.
Now, to really understand this story, we have to go back to the beginning...
of time.
Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh!
Hello there.
Wow.
Shall we?
Care to get some refreshments?
Sure.
Wait! Refreshments?
And then I said,
"Was that your glitter or was it mine?"
No, I can't!
I'm... afraid of brownies!
- Of brownies? - Yeah, oh, deathly afraid.
Anyway, I got to see a Troll about a puffalo, if you know what I mean.
Great story, Guy.
Smidge, let's hit the dance floor.
- Let's do it! - Smidge?
Smidge? Smidge, where are you?
Oh, my guh! Uh...
Guy, you've got something in your teeth.
- Here? - No, here.
- Or over here? - This way.
- Now? - Right there.
- Tell me I got it. - Now it's up here!
What a nightmare! I need a second here, Smidge!
No problem.
I'm back.
Good. I was worried. Oh, no.
Smidge, I don't want to alarm you,
but there's a brownie behind you.
Yeah, so?
Oh!
Go, Smidge! I'll hold it off!
It's a brownie!
Oh, my guh. This is actually working!
OK, just got to get the last of these up,
and then give the centerpieces a little bit of sprucing, and... Branch?
Dancing, you, now!
You're not dancing.
Yeah, because I'm taking care of other stuff.
- Back to Guy! - Smidge?
- Milton! - Smidge, are you OK?
I'm great, Poppy! My plan is going perfectly.
As long as I keep my dates separated, it can't fail!
All right, y'all,
it's time for the dance competition!
Huh?
I need to see every booty on the floor!
Every booty?
Smidge? Smidge?
Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh!
Smidge, there you are! I thought we were going to miss the big dance.
- Nope! Wouldn't miss it. Big twirl! - Ha-ha!
- Smidge! - Here I am! And now the dip!
Did you change clothes?
Whoo!
Well, the judges have made their decision.
It's Smidge and her date, Guy Diamond...
and...
Smidge and her date, Milton?
She what?
It isn't what it looks like!
I guess it is what it looks like.
Wait! Milton!
- Guy, I... - Don't come any closer!
How could you do this?
If you didn't want to go with me, you could have just said so!
I know, Guy. I'm so sorry.
But I did want to go with you.
It just all happened so fast.
Can you please forgive me?
Forgive you?
Smidge, if you think a few words will erase all this hurt,
then I only have one thing to say to you.
Are they looking? Are they looking at us?
Wha... I-I mean...
Actually, yeah, they are.
See?
Center of attention again!
Wait, so you're not mad?
Are you kidding?
A giant dramatic moment in front of a crowd?
It's a storybook Hair Ball ending!
I'll never be whole again!
Don't stand around watching me, talk to him!
My life is over!
Glitter has lost its sparkle!
Milton? I...
Look, Smidge, I was pretty upset at all the tricks you pulled.
But then I thought,
if you were willing to go to all that trouble just to go to a dance with me...
you must think I'm pretty special.
But then I realized how silly that thought was.
Oh.
Because I know it's never OK to mislead someone.
Oh.
But I also know everybody makes mistakes.
I'm sorry, Milton.
How about one more dance?
Looks like there's an after-party!
All righty, what's next?
Branch! That's it!
I am taking you on that dance floor right now!
Fine.
What?
Whoa!
Branch, I thought you hated fancy dancing.
Nope. Fancy dancing is the best.
But you always worry about everyone else so much,
I knew the only way to get you out on the floor
was to make you make me dance with you.
Uh... Uh... Uh...
Yep, checks out. Good plan, Branch.
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