Major, MAJOR thanks to yamatoking for scanning the pages to this book for us and for allowing me to translate! Her original post is here. I hope I did it justice. Thanks also to picture-of-sophisticated-grace for helping me with a few translation things!



A couple of quick notes:



I’m not a native French speaker, so if I made any major mistakes, please let me know!

Pages 56-57 are missing from the scans, so there’s a weird jump towards the end of the book.

The lullaby that Kristoff sings is “Fais dodo, Colas mon p'tit frère,” a well-known French lullaby that doesn’t really have an easy translation. I subbed in a variant of Brahm’s Lullaby, the melody and rhythm of which should be more familiar to English speakers. I’m curious to see what the official English version has.

Enjoy!



Chapter 1

Tonight, a grand event is taking place in the world of the trolls. It is the International Congress of Magic, which is held once a year! Pabbie, the patriarch of the Valley of the Trolls, in the kingdom of Arendelle, must give a lecture on the art of healing magic, his specialty. The old troll never refuses to treat someone, even if they’re a human! It is he who once healed Anna when her older sister had involuntarily struck her head when playing with the frost and ice she made with her hands. This conference is anticipated by all of the trolls in the entire world. That’s why none of the members of the community wants to stay behind and watch the kids!

As soon as Kristoff asks if she would babysit with him, Anna jumps for joy. She loves children, especially the baby trolls!

The young woman hurries to put on her boots. In a few moments, Kristoff will take her in a cart pulled by Sven. Elsa, her big sister, looks at her fondly. Anna always rushes headlong into things! She doesn’t realize that watching the troll babies may not be easy…

“Are you sure you don’t need me to go with you?” Elsa asks Anna. Sometimes, with the trolls, a little magical help isn’t superfluous…

“Why’s that?” asks Anna in amazement. “They’re only babies!”

“If you say so,” Elsa says with a smile. “See you later! Have a fun night!”

Of course we’re going to have fun! the princess thinks to herself, climbing into Kristoff’s cart. We’re going to play parents! We’ll sing them a lullaby and they’ll sleep like angels!

Pulled by the powerful reindeer, the cart traverses the enchanting landscapes. The sun begins to set, and the sky is wrapped in fantastic colors. The trolls won’t leave for the congress until dusk because they never show themselves during the day. Besides, even at night, they don’t show themselves if they don’t want to! Furthermore, if one believes the legends, the trolls are only visible during nights with full moons or storms…

During the trip, Kristoff tells Anna about his memories with the trolls. He was eight years old and orphaned when Bulda, Pabbie’s daughter, met him and Sven in the forest. She found them so cute that she decided to adopt them.

“The trolls didn’t scare you?” asks Anna.

“Not at all! Anyway, with Sven by my side, I was never afraid of anything.”

With a loud bellow, the reindeer responds that he was also never afraid of anything with Kristoff. At least that’s what the young man translates, since he can guess what Sven is thinking.

“They were always so kind with us,” recalls Kristoff, “even when they’re teasing! And they sometimes get mixed up in things that don’t concern them…”

The young princess laughs. She remembers very well how the trolls had wanted to marry her to Kristoff when she was already engaged to Hans. In reality, they were right…

“Do the trolls like to play?” she asks. “Maybe I should have brought some games…”

“Don’t worry! They’ll probably go to bed early and I bet we can enjoy a quiet fire by the woods and savor some blueberry pie. Bulda, my adoptive mother, is really strict about when the kids are supposed to go to bed…”

Gradually, the valley grows wider, the mountains are higher and wilder, the darkness is denser, and trees are more scarce — they have arrived in the mysterious world of the trolls…

Chapter 2

The moment the three arrive in the Valley of the Trolls, dozens and dozens of mossy rocks roll towards them. Then, like magic, the rocks take life. Arms, legs, and heads appear: they are the mountain trolls! They are very cute, with their necklaces of crystal (blue for the boys, pink for the girls), and a little tuft of grass growing on their heads.

Suddenly, the crystal necklaces light up, and the trolls exclaim together: “Kristoff, Sven, Anna, welcome! We missed you!”

An adorable female troll with a big smile cuts through the crowd and moves towards the young lovers. It’s Bulda, Pabbie’s daughter and Kristoff’s adoptive mother.

“Anna! You’re so thin!” she cries. “Here, come and eat one or two plates of mud pasta to get some meat on your bones. Or a bag of pebbles, if you’d prefer…”

Anna politely declines this proposition and pretends she just ate.

“Thank you for coming to watch our little monsters,” Bulda says. “Ah, I feel like it was just yesterday when you needed a babysitter, Kristoff!”

Pabbie laughs. “Do you remember when all he wanted to do was run naked through the valley?” he asks.

“Really?” Anna snickers. “You never told me that, Kristoff!”

“…yeah, okay, can we change the subject now?” the young man grumbles, blushing all the way up to his eyes.

The trolls always take great pleasure in telling Anna all about his adventures as a child. Like the time they wanted him to take a bath, and he waited for it to rain!

Much to the relief of the young man, Bulda beckons the two lovers to follow her. Soon after, Kristoff and the princess discover the baby trolls, to their delight. They are so cute, with their little diapers, playing quietly in their playground! Kristoff counts a good dozen. There’s a lot of them, but they’re as good as gold! Real little angels!

Bulda then explains to the two babysitters how to handle them: “If they’re hungry, you can give them some crushed berries. And they may also need changing… But don’t worry, it’s already their bedtime, they won’t take long to fall asleep. You two will be able to have a romantic evening together!”

A few minutes later, the trolls set out for their congress with their minds at ease. The children are in good hands.

“Good night! Have a good time, and good luck to Pabbie with his lecture!” Anna wishes them.

Tenderly embracing, the two young people watch the trolls disappear over the horizon, then they turn towards their young charges. A look of stupor slowly crosses their faces. Without a sound, without making the slightest cry, all the baby trolls have escaped from their playground…

Chapter 3

Anna and Kristoff exchange a panicked look. The baby trolls are acting like little savages. They’re running and jumping all over the place, hanging upside down, climbing trees and dangling from the branches.

Even Sven is speechless at the apocalyptic spectacle before them. Transformed into rocks, some of the baby trolls fly through the air before unfolding their arms, legs, and head and running off to find another dumb thing to do.

Poor Anna runs after a baby troll, trying in vain to restore order.

“Oh no! Get down from that rock, it’s dangerous!” cries the princess.

But no sooner does she get the baby troll safely on the ground that it starts to climb again.

On his side, Kristoff tries to take a gentle approach. He comes up to a group of baby trolls who are climbing on one another, trying to be as tall as humans. But the trolls are very unstable!

“Okay guys, let’s get you back on the ground now!” Kristoff says, gently catching each baby one after the other.

Obediently, the trolls reach their arms out towards Kristoff, but the relief is short-lived: as soon as the little ones are down, they just start piling up on one another again. Thanks to Kristoff, the game is even more fun!

For a few minutes, the two try again to stop the little devils, but they’re too slippery — they slip right through their fingers.

“What if we fed them?” Anna proposes, and looks for the jar of berries. Maybe they’re acting up because they have empty stomachs…

After crushing the berries to a pulp, she sets the first baby in front of her with a full spoon in hand.

“Mmm, that’s good!” the princess announces.

“Yuck,” the baby troll says, grimacing.

Poor Anna has no more luck with the second baby. He flees before she can even show him the spoon! The baby trolls obviously have better things to do than eat…

Kristoff has an idea.

“What if they need changing?” the young man suggests, bravely inspecting the contents of the diaper of a baby troll.

But there is nothing to report! Kristoff goes to the next baby, aided by Sven, who helps his master with this unpleasant ordeal. The reindeer thinks it smells terrible, but not more than usual! Besides, who smells good, other than reindeers?

“We should put them to bed,” the princess decides, a little desperately.

Easier said than done… after fifteen minutes of trying to collect the trolls, the two young people finally drop, exhausted. In fact, it is they who would do well to go to bed!

Fortunately, a happy voice sounds just at that moment:

“Hi, everybody!”

It’s their friend Olaf, the snowman.

“Elsa sent me in case you guys needed a little help,” he explains, with two energetic little trolls already trying to climb on him. “Ah, that tickles!”

“We won’t refuse it! Elsa tried to warn me, but I didn’t want to listen. She was right, as usual!” Anna responds.

She rushes to Olaf to hug him when, in her eagerness, she trips… and falls headfirst into the jar of crushed berries!



Chapter 4

When Anna raises her head, her face is covered with a thick purple porridge. A few moments of silence pass before the baby trolls burst into laughter. And suddenly, it’s like a gold rush: the baby trolls all rush towards the princess. The first to climb into her arms licks the berry purée from her cheeks!

After a moment of surprise, Anna bursts into laughter of her own.

“And there you have it, the best feeding method! I never would have guessed!”

And in no time, the young woman’s face is completely cleaned. But there are still trolls to feed! While he fiancé watches, wide-eyed, she coats her face with the rest of the contents of the jar, before taking another batch of hungry babies into her arms.

When they are sated, the baby trolls sit on the ground, calm and satisfied. But suddenly, Kristoff, Anna, Olaf, and Sven hold their noses. A strange odor floats in the air. Looks like the babies smell it too, because they cast suspicious glances down at their diapers.

“Looks like we’d better spring into action,” Kristoff says. “Olaf, can you distract the kids while I work?”

Thrilled to have an audience, the snowman sings a song dedicated to his greatest passion: summer!

“A drink in my hand

My snow up against the burning sand

Probably getting gorgeously tan in summer!”

Captivated by Olaf’s recital, the trolls don’t budge. It must be said that Kristoff has a helping hand in changing them. Anna, who brings him leaves for the babies’ diapers, looks at him tenderly. Kristoff will without a doubt be a sweet and attentive father… like he is already a sweet and attentive fiancé. This mountain man is more than he appears!

Soon, each baby troll is cleaned up and smells great. Anna notices that their heads are starting to droop. Some of the babies are already having a hard time keeping their eyes open. The princess and her fiancé exchange a knowing glance: the moment they’ve been waiting for has arrived!

“Would you and Sven sing them a lullaby?” Anna suggests.

“It’s a good thing I brought my lute,” Kristoff responds. “Ready for our duet, Sven?”

At his master’s side, Sven stands ready… to look like he’s singing!

After strumming a few notes on his lute, Kristoff starts his lullaby, changing his voice alternately between his and Sven’s in accompaniment.

With the help of Olaf, the young princess quickly tucks each baby warmly into its cover of moss.

“Lullaby, and good night, go to sleep little trolls…*” sings Kristoff.

“Soft and mossy is your bed…*” he continues, imitating Sven’s voice.

“Close your eyes and rest your head…*” Kristoff sings in his real voice.

[pgs. 56-57?]

…even dream of opening a school, as the trolls who would want to follow their teachings are numerous!

Seeing the baby trolls sleeping peacefully, Pabbie is amazed. He was very careful to warn the two that the baby trolls were a handful!

“Bravo!” he chuckles. “You handled it very well.”

“Ah, it was easy,” Anna says, giving Kristoff a discreet nudge.

“Piece of cake,” Kristoff agrees. “Or, you know, mud.”

Pabbie observes them with a smile. “Well, I think you two are ready to become parents yourselves!”

The loving look that passes between Anna and Kristoff seems to indicate that that day is not that far off…

THE END