Branch and the Cooking Catastrophe (DreamWorks Trolls Chapter Book #2) by David Lewman

Author:David Lewman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2017-07-25T04:00:00+00:00

“I am SO sorry, Your Most Excellent Majesty,” Grub Grubbington said, wringing his hands, “but we seem to be all out of speckled savory salt!”

Gristle looked unconcerned. “That’s all right, Grubbington. Don’t worry about it! When will you be getting another shipment?”

Grub Grubbington consulted his calendar. “Let’s see. Approximately…never.”

“What!” Branch cried. “Never?”

“We haven’t been able to stock speckled savory salt in a long time, sir,” the anguished grocer explained. “It’s very difficult to obtain.”

Gristle took a container of salt from a shelf. “Maybe we can just use regular salt. Which recipe is the speckled savory salt for, anyway?”

Branch checked their list. “Chef’s famous pizza.”

Grub Grubbington and Gristle gasped.

“There can be no substitutions in that recipe!” Grubbington insisted. “To achieve the true delicious flavor, you will have to use genuine speckled savory salt! If you don’t, any Bergen who has tasted Chef’s famous pizza will instantly know the difference!”

“There could be protests! Riots! Looting!” Gristle said, looking scared. “It could mean the end of my reign as king of the Bergens!”

“Really?” Branch asked. “Just because the pizza didn’t taste right?”

“You obviously don’t know Bergens,” Gristle said.

Branch heaved a deep sigh. “Okay,” he said, turning to Grub Grubbington. “You said this spotty salt stuff is difficult to obtain. Where would we go to get some?”

“Speckled savory salt can only be found in a crystal cave at the top of Mount Gloom. The cave is guarded by a fierce wing-dingle,” Grubbington explained.

“Oooh, a wing-dingle!” Gristle squealed. “Just like the one on my Troll bi—” He stopped himself. He was about to say “Troll bib,” but then realized Troll bibs—worn by Bergens when eating Trolls—were not the best thing to bring up around Branch. He started whistling a little tune, hoping to hide how awkward he felt.

“Wing-dingle,” Branch scoffed. “That’s just a myth! A bedtime story to scare little kids into being good!”

“It worked on me,” Gristle muttered.

Grub Grubbington drew himself up to his full height and sniffed. “I assure you, sir, that the wing-dingle is real! It guards the crystal cave on Mount Gloom, and that is why no one—I repeat, no one—will be able to sell you speckled savory salt! When Chef made her famous pizza, she must have gone to the cave and braved the fierce wing-dingle herself!”

“I’ll bet the wing-dingle was scared of her,” Gristle said, putting on a positive face. “Well, there’s nothing to be done. We’ll just have to serve something besides Chef’s famous pizza. Maybe we can double up on marinated turnips.”

Branch looked doubtful. “But didn’t you say all the Bergens were super excited about getting to eat this pizza of Chef’s?”

Gristle shrugged. “Well, yes, but after years of being miserable, they’re pretty used to disappointment.”

“You said they’d riot if the pizza came out wrong!” said Branch.

“They’re used to being miserable, but they’re also very critical,” said King Gristle. “And they like rioting.”

Branch thought for a moment. He knew it was important to Poppy for the picnic to be a big success for the Trolls and the Bergens.

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