Chapter 4

Chapter 4 "I think you pull on these things under here and the milk comes right out," Princess Pulverizer told Lucas. Lucas stuck his head under a sheep and pulled. "Hey!" he exclaimed as a big squirt of sheep milk hit him right in the eye. "I think you figured it out," Princess Pulverizer told him. She started laughing. Lucas frowned. "Don't laugh at me," he said sadly. "It's not nice."

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"Come on," Princess Pulverizer said. "It was funny." Lucas shrugged. "Maybe a little funny." "It sure is taking a long time to fill this pouch," Princess Pulverizer said as she milked a cow. "Yeah, but it will be worth it," Lucas told her. "There's nothing like fresh milk." "Too bad we forgot to buy some bread while we were in Ire-Mire-Briar-Shire," Princess Pulverizer said. "It would be great to dunk a hunk of pumpernickel." "Or a thick sourdough....," Lucas suggested. Lucas and Princess Pulverizer were so busy talking about all the kinds of bread that could be dunked into fresh milk, they didn't notice the looming shadow overhead. "Once we bring all these animals back to Ire-Mire-Briar-Shire, they will be able to make all sorts of cheeses," Princess Pulverizer continued. Just then a thick black net cascaded onto her head!

"WHOA!" the princess exclaimed. She began twisting and turning, trying to free herself. "Hey, let us out of this thing!" But whoever had captured her was not letting go. In fact, he pulled the net tighter around them. Princess Pulverizer looked up through the netting to get a glimpse of her captor. At first, all she saw was the inside of a massive nose. Two cavernous nostrils twitched over her head. She sure hoped this big guy wasn't about to sneeze!

The princess twisted her neck back a bit to get a look at the face that went with the nose. The huge creature had bulging brown eyes, which were open so wide, they looked as though they might pop right out of his head. He had a mole on his chin, and another on the tip of his nose. But the most striking thing about him was the shock of pink hair on top of his head. It looked like a giant pink haystack. Princess Pulverizer had only ever heard of one kind of creature with hair like that.

A troll. Princess Pulverizer had read stories about the trolls that hid in the pine forests in neighboring kingdoms. But none of those stories had mentioned how big a troll could be. Or how hideous. This troll was seriously ugly. And seriously angry. "Gotcha!" the troll bellowed triumphantly. "Nobody steals milk from my cows and gets away with it." "HELP!" Lucas cried out. "DRIBBLE, HELP!" Lucas was shouting at the top of his lungs. But his dragon pal was too far away to hear him. "Don't worry," Princess Pulverizer assured her friend. "I'll just cut us out of this net." The princess reached for her sword. Uh-oh. She'd left her sword with Dribble. She couldn't cut a hole in the netting. Talk about a bad moooove... Sob. Sob. SOB. Lucas started crying. Princess Pulverizer couldn't stand the sound of Lucas's