Troll: the soap opera part 1

There once was a troll named Sleepikins. He lived on a bed in the forest. Just a bed? What about a house? Sleepikins needed no house, for all he needed was a bed. He was Sleepikins, after all.

When Sleepikins wasn't sleeping--a rare feat indeed--he had a different name. He was then known as Grumpikins. Grumpikins, as you may be able to guess, was not the nicest of trolls.

This grumpy troll would stroll throughout the small forest looking for food--to steal. For Grumpikins had no patience for finding his own, he much rather find someone who had done the work for him.

One day... what happened? I'm sure smart reader you can guess. He either couldn't find anyone or he ran into someone who wasn't too happy to be stolen from. We'll choose the former.

Why do you ask? It may make for a better story to have a conflict with another creature. Ah, yes you are correct there, however we must be true to our story.

This forest is small, you see, and small forests can only hold so many creatures. Sleepikins has lived in this forest for a long time. That is a long time and many turnings into Grumpikins have been witnessed by the creatures of the forest. We will pick the former for Grumpikins has pushed all of the creatures away with his stealing and general disagreeable disposition. There isn't even anyone for him to argue with anymore, so grumpy he is.

And we'll continue this story later.