The Story
Once upon a time in a far away castle in a magical land lived the sorcerer Divinius and his two apprentices Hokus and Pokus. Now Hokus and Pokus were two little rascals who were always getting themselves into scrapes, much to the annoyance of Divinius.
When he thought they were learning their spells they'd be off in the orchard eating all the cherries meant for Divinius' favourite fruit pie. Or when they were supposed to be collecting herbs for the magic potions, he'd find them tucked up in bed exhausted after a day spent vaulting across the moats using their wands as poles. All in all, Divinius despaired of them ever learning anything of use. One day, when Divinius had really reached the end of his tether, he sent them down to the storeroom to clear it out. No-one had tidied up in there for quite a few centuries and he was hoping this task would actually keep Hokus and Pokus out of mischief for a good few days. As he sent them down the steps he boomed, "And make sure you don't touch anything!"
The Discovery
Unknown to Divinius, his two apprentices had slipped their comic collection into their robes and were looking forward to hours of fun. Time went by and it was with horror that Hokus and Pokus realised that it was almost supper time and they hadn't done a stroke of work. They thought they'd better shift some of the boxes around to make it look as though they'd actually been doing something.
They'd just reached the second pile of boxes when, out of reach and covered in cobwebs, they saw a box with the word WARNING! in bright red written across it. Like bees to a honeypot they hurriedly cleared everything away and carefully dragged it out where they could see it better.
On the box, it said in very neat writing:
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WARNING! Instant magical Troddlers - Do not mix with water!
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May turn into zombified variety if allowed to teleport.
This, of course, sounded highly intriguing to the naughty duo who instantly decided they ought to investigate further.
The Secret Plan
Now, unknown to them, Divinius had been plotting behind their backs. He was so fed-up with their pranks that he had decided to try and make some Troddlers and rear them so that they could one day replace Hokus and Pokus, allowing him to get back down to some serious magic.
True to form, Hokus and Pokus's first thought was not to obey Divinius, but to wonder whether they could get some of these Troddlers to clear up for them whilst they had a little snooze. They were both in such a rush to be the first to get at the Troddlers that they ripped the box, spilling Troddler powder into their cleaning bucket.
There were bubbles and ripples then splashes and jets of water as the powder turned into Troddlers who burst out of the bucket and all over the floor. There were hundreds of them. It wasn't long before an uncanny homing instinct seemed to take control over the Troddlers and, as though hypnotised, one by one they started to move towards a strange little door in the far end of the storeroom.
The Chase
Hokus and Pokus didn't know what to do. For every one they caught, another two would escape. Eventually they collapsed exhausted to the ground.
It was just as the last Troddler was slipping through the teleporter that Divinius came bursting in. Not even he could believe what they had got up to this time. His face looked like thunder and the room began to shake as he fumed and stamped and shook his fist.
Divinius' face turned from white to purple to green to red, and finally to a bright yellow phase before he managed to regain enough control to force out the words, "Go after them right this instant and get as many back as you can!!"
They didn't need much prompting, mainly because Divinius had given each one an almighty kick up the bottom and they were already heading towards the teleporter at an exceedingly fast rate. As they shot through the door they heard Divinius shriek, "And don't bring back any bleedin' zombies!!"