The day started like any other in the small, vibrant village where Lala lived. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and Lala woke up feeling cheerful. She put on her favorite pink dress, brushed her silky hair, and strutted around the yard like a little princess. Life was peaceful—until CEO Kien arrived.
CEO Kien was not an actual CEO, but everyone in the village called him that because of his sharp suits, big sunglasses, and the way he walked around like he owned everything. He had a mischievous streak that no one could deny. And today, his main target was none other than the sweet but fiery Lala.
The Trolling Begins
Kien spotted Lala humming to herself near the mango tree, happily watering flowers. He grinned, thinking, Hmm, let’s have some fun today.
“Hey Lala,” he called out in his smooth, teasing voice. “Wow, you look so fancy today! Are you going to a wedding or… the jungle fashion show?”
Lala rolled her eyes but smiled. “I’m just watering flowers, Uncle Kien.”
“Ohhh, watering flowers? That’s cute. But wait—did you hear the news? The government is looking for people who dress like big pink cotton candies. You better hide before they take you away!”
Lala froze for a moment, then realized he was joking. Her cheeks turned bright red. “Uncle Kien! That’s not funny!”
But Kien didn’t stop there. He pretended to talk on his phone loudly, saying, “Hello? Yes, I found her. The girl in the pink dress. Yep, she’s ready for delivery!”
Lala stomped her foot. “Stop it! I’m not going anywhere! You’re so mean!”
Kien burst out laughing, clutching his stomach. The neighbors who overheard couldn’t help but giggle too. But for Lala, this was no laughing matter. She pouted, her lips curling into a determined frown. “Hmph! If everyone thinks I’m a cotton candy… then maybe I shouldn’t stay here anymore!”
The Great Escape
Without another word, Lala marched into the house, grabbed her tiny pink backpack, and stuffed it with the essentials: one water bottle, a pack of cookies, and her favorite doll named Mimi. Then she stormed out dramatically, shouting, “Goodbye, cruel world! I’m running away!”
CEO Kien blinked in surprise. “Whoa, whoa! Lala, wait! I was just kidding!”
But Lala didn’t look back. She strutted down the dirt road like a little diva, muttering to herself, “They’ll regret making fun of me. I’ll find a new home. Maybe… maybe I’ll live with the ducks by the river!”
Adventure on the Road
As Lala wandered, she imagined her life as a runaway. “I’ll build a tiny house out of bamboo. I’ll eat mangoes all day. And no one will ever call me cotton candy again!”
She crossed the field, greeted the cows, and even stopped to share her cookies with a stray puppy. The puppy wagged its tail, following her like a loyal companion. Lala smiled proudly. “See? I already have a friend. Who needs Uncle Kien?”
Back in the village, CEO Kien was in panic mode. He ran from house to house, asking, “Did you see Lala? The little pink girl with an attitude problem?” The villagers teased him back, saying, “Uh-oh, CEO Kien! Looks like your jokes backfired!”
CEO Kien’s Redemption Plan
Determined to fix his mistake, Kien grabbed his motorbike and zoomed down the road, searching for the runaway princess. After a few minutes, he spotted a small figure near the river, sitting on a rock with the puppy by her side.
Kien parked his bike quietly and approached, trying to look serious. “So… this is where the cotton candy factory is hiding?”
Lala whipped around, glaring at him. “I’m not cotton candy! And I’m never going back home!”
Kien knelt down, softening his tone. “Hey, I’m sorry. I was just joking. You know I like to tease you because you’re special, right?”
Lala crossed her arms. “Special like… a joke?”
“No,” Kien said, smiling gently. “Special like… the most important person in the village. Without you, it’s boring. Even the flowers are crying.”
Lala blinked. “Flowers don’t cry.”
“They do,” Kien insisted dramatically. “Look at them—they’re drooping because their princess ran away!”
Lala giggled despite herself. “You’re silly, Uncle Kien.”
“Exactly! And you know what? Silly people need friends like you to keep them out of trouble. So… will you come home? We’ll have your favorite mango smoothie. And no more jokes about cotton candy. Deal?”
The Happy Return
Lala thought for a moment, then nodded with a big grin. “Okay… but you have to promise!”
“Promise!” Kien raised his hand like a scout. “From now on, no trolling. Well… maybe just a little, when you’re in a good mood.”
Lala laughed and hugged him tightly. The puppy barked happily as if saying, Mission accomplished!
Kien gave her a ride back on his motorbike, with the wind blowing through her hair and a big smile on her face. When they returned, the villagers cheered, “The princess is back!” Lala waved like a superstar, enjoying the attention.
The Lesson Learned
That evening, Lala sipped her mango smoothie while CEO Kien sat beside her, still looking guilty but relieved. She leaned in and whispered, “Uncle Kien, you can joke with me… but next time, make it funny, not mean.”
Kien laughed. “Deal, little boss.”
And so, peace returned to the village. But everyone knew one thing for sure: never underestimate Lala’s temper—or her dramatic runaway skills!
