Happy Birthing Day, Jim!

                                    

                                          


                          
"Jim! Jimbo! Wake up!" Toby yelled, startling the poor half-troll from sleep.
                          
"Wha-  what? What's wrong, Tobes?" Jim questioned, rubbing the tiredness from  his eyes. "Why are you here so early? It's a weekend!"
                          
"Jim, you  got to come quick! Aaarrrgghh has gone crazy town banana pants in the  forge! There are trolls in trouble, and I need help!" Toby exclaimed.  Jim was out of bed in an instance and was running on all fours towards  the forge. He couldn't let trolls get hurt!
                          
When he reached the  forge, a handful of trolls ran about, screaming as Aaarrrgghh roared  angrily at them and chased them. Even the forge was acting crazy!
                          
Something in the back of Jim's mind found this familiar, but he chose to focus on the danger now.
                          
"Aaarrrgghh!  What's wrong? You need to stop chasing these trolls!" Jim yelled.  Aaarrrgghh turned his sights onto Jim and began running towards Jim. Jim  in no way wanted to hurt his friend, and his mind was still a little  hazy from sleep. Because of this, Aaarrrgghh was able to grab Jim around  the waist and hold him like a large doll. "Aaarrrgghh! We can talk  about this!"
                          
Aaarrrgghh roared in Jim's face, and Jim looked  behind Aaarrrgghh to see the middle of the forge activating and growling  taller. What the? Were there balloons attached to the rasing platform  of the forge?
                          
Festive music began playing, and Toby and Blinky unfolded a banner with words written in trollish.
                          
   Happy Birthing Day! 
                          
What?
                          
"Happy Birthday, Jim!" Claire, Toby, Blinky, and Aaarrrgghh exclaimed. The rest of the trolls present were applauding for him.
                          
"Uhh, what?" Jim asked weakly. Aaarrrgghh moved Jim, so he was sitting on Aaarrrgghh's shoulder.
                          
"Jim, do you know what day it is?" Claire asked.
                          
"It's your birthday!" Toby exclaimed.
                          
"It  is? Huh, I guess I lost track of the days," Jim said, shrugging.  Aaarrrgghh placed Jim back on the ground, and Jim smiled at his friends.
                          
"I  know we did the same thing as before, but Tobias was insistent," Blinky  stated, walking up to the group. "Were you surprised?"
                          
"Well,  since I was half-asleep and didn't know it was my birthday. Yes, I was  surprised," Jim smiled. The group broke into smiles.
                          
"See? I told you it would work!" Toby exclaimed, waving a blue balloon in the air.
                          
"Wait. Would I be turning sixteen or nineteen?" Jim questioned. Blinky pondered the question for a moment.
                          
"Sixteen,  I believe. Only your consciousness traveled back in time along with  whatever magic you contained into your fifteen-year-old body. Even after  becoming a half-troll, you are still back to being young," Blinky  informed.
                          
"Interesting," Jim nodded.
                          
"What in Deya's name have you done to the Hero's Forge!?" Vendel cried out, entering the forge.
                          
"Vendel! We're just celebrating my best friend Jim's birthday!" Toby exclaimed. Vendel raised an eyebrow.
                          
"You will remove these balloons  post haste. I don't want anything to delay the Trollhunter's training,"  Vendel ordered. And then, just like that, Vendel had disappeared.
                          
"It  seems history will repeat itself one way or another," Blinky sighed.  "But do not fear, your birthday celebration is not over! Once Tobias  does his training, we shall reassign our focus to you."