'friendship, Can be more then just that.

It can change, From a simple hug..

Or a heal, from a wound.'

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How the heck did we wind up in the forest?! A Pink and Bubbly Over-Happy, Troll thought, Also known as, Poppy. What turned out over getting party supplies and decorations, Turned out, To getting lost in the forest with only Archer keeping her company, In the cold and scary Woods.

Archer, The name of him made her smile, They had been friends since she had saved him from Certain death, Or that's the way she recalls it. He's mean and Grumpy and.. rude. But he has a very sweet spot to him, He's not a troll, No. He's a scout, who was gonna destroy Troll village. But soon realised it was wrong.

So at the moment, She was stuck with him until they found the right path to guide them home, So in the mean time, Her and archers Friendship, Was only becoming stronger then she thought it could come too.

"Look, I don't know how we got here, But we can find a way out! Just a few turns and flips and circles, and we'd get there!" Poppy said, Positivety tingling, and chirping at the end of her vocal cords, Only made archer enojoy her personality, A whole more. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Pfft, Gee. I'm lost in the forest with a Pink Positive troll, who thinks we can escape by making turns and flips? How Fun will that be!" He said And laughed, She stared at him as if he were crazy, But soon released a low groan and rolled her eyes, Which he found cute. "Correction, I'm your friend." He lowered his laughs and stared at her for a while, while he remembered saying that to her, Friend? Oh boy, If only you knew I wanted more.

"Oh right, I forgot," He said Blankly and coughed nervously, Before pushing a large branch that was in the way, To make the path clear. Poppy jumped from a path of rocks there was seen, Once he pushed the branch away. She giggled when lilttle critters came her way and gave her flowers, surrounding her with them. As she smiled brightly at all of them.

Oh god, the sun hit her Gorgeous hot pink hair, Perfectly. Made her look like a Angel, That was sending him signs from the inside of his stomach, Making him wanna throw up the butterflies that were flying around in circles. He didn't know when these feelings started happening.. But he was sure it was because of her beautiful singing voice, And the way she laughs. And the way she's so kind and sweet. To everyone around.

The thought of her, Brought his heart to his knees, As he was staring at her playing with critters, He remembered. How exactly he fell in love with his Queen.

~Flashback~

'Oh oh oh oh,'

'If I let my true colours shine,

Would you run tonight,

W-Would you survive the night,'

He stopped, Dead in his tracks, Mind racing like two race cars and he was the winning lead, Butterflies developed in his stomach, and his heart was beating like a drum. His throat tightened, As if a snake was choking him for prey. He turned around, And followed the sweet yet humble Sound, Of the angelic Singing. Like a fly, Flying to it's web.

'And if I let my true colours shine,

Would you call me crazy tonight,

Would you say "Hello"

Or tell, Tell me to go,'

The pink troll Sang, Her mouth moving to the lyrics, Her long thick eyelashes, Fluttering like wings. Her glitter freckles, Shining brighter then any star, and her smile.. Made him stare and smile, Knowing she was happy, Made him happy. His tail moved up in happiness and it caused a Stick close by, to fall down and crack.

He widened his eyes and ran away quietly, Before she or any other person could hear him. But since that day, Her image, her hair, her smile. Buried deep inside his brain, Making it hard to take out.

~End~

But a sudden loud groan broke his thoughts, "Archer! I have been trying to tell ya, That We are losssssst!" Poppy said, Annoyed. He shook his head and rolled his eyes "Poppy, please. I'm a scout, I traveled these forests just to get to your village, I know this like the back of my hand." He said as he looked around. Poppy, Unsure, Followed, Yes. She didn't know this Scout her whole life, But there was something on him, Like a spark, A tiny little glow shining on him, Full with trust.

"Okay then, Fine, But if we get lost, Don't tell me I didn't warn ya!" Poppy said and laughed smiling big, He chuckled and turned around to face her, Crossing his arms, Toughly around his chest. "Gee, The queen. Saying I'm gonna regret something? What kind of Trolly tale are you talking about?" He said and raised a eyebrow, Smirking. Poppy stared at him for a bit, Before pouting her lower lip and placing her hand on his shoulder.

"I'm talllking about, Us. Our friendship can go to a status of levels! Levels beyond grounds! Levels that don't even exist-"

"Get to the point, Poppy."

"Oops, Sorry, But still. Our friendship could be amazing," She said smiling brightly before taking his hand into her soft, Pink fuzzy one "Like you."

Immediately, He felt the hot rush of fire hitting his cheeks. He felt.. Happy? No, He was going through a mix of emotions, He couldn't name. But he loved the way her eyes, Seemed to grab his heart, and hug it, all day if she'd like too.

He coughed, Before his emotions let out something he'd regret, One day. Before he could spill out his emotions, He let her hand go, and gained in the force to choke out "T-Thanks, P-Poppy.." he stuttered looking away, Feeling the same snake choke, On his throat.

She smiled softly and punched his shoulder playfully, He chuckled slow "Anytime, Archie!" She said Happily, as he smiled to himself. As he slipped his right hand off his crossed arms, and slowly guided them, So he could hold Poppy's Hand. But before he had the privilege to do, Some bushes moved.

Alarmed, He looked around mostly placing his spot in back of Poppy, Scared? for a scout that probably wanted to destroy my village that's a bit surprising. But another rustle was heard. Poppy, Flinched away from the sound and placed her hands on Archer's shoulders, Pulling him in front. Archer, Pulled his hand up so his hand could comfortingly go on top of her's. It still didn't seem to sooth her fears, but it got a small smile to appear.

But just as fast, As if Lightning struck, It was gone. That smile he loved was gone. And his eyes widened in fear, and as fast as a race car, He was on his knees. Now checking her large wound on her left leg. Watching her, Let her tears out. To see her in pain. And to see her lying down holding her Left leg, Yelping.

"Poppy! What's wrong? What bit you? Who attacked you?!" He said, Worry filled his Greyish, Green eyes. And Concern, chirped at the tip of his toung. Poppy groaned In pain, as the hand that was covering the large wound, That was Fastly oozing with freash, Red dark blood. She took her hand off slowly so Archer could take a closer look on it.

"Oh gosh, It's gonna be okay, I remember one of the party crashes got the same bite that looks like this one, It's from a mysterious Creature called, The critter cock. But don't worry, It has no poison, We just gotta place you're leg in some cold water, and let the blood spill out, Okay?" Archer said as he placed his right arm under her legs slow, and gentle. And his left arm, Under her neck and back. She looked at him gently, Before taking a deep breath and wiping her tears away. While placing her hands across his shoulders and neck.

"Okay, I'll follow your rules," the pink one said as she looked down slowly, He huffed and started walking, Cradling her in his arms, Unnoticed. Poppy found the act.. Comforting.

~2 hours later~

"Ouchies!" Poppy yelped as the cold, Freezing water from the lake they found, Touched her pink fuzzy skin, He laughed "Awe. Is the little Twoll qween gonna cwy?" He said in a baby like voice, Which annoyed her. "Haha, Very Funny Archer, But The wittle Qween, Shall not cry!" Poppy said as she forced up a weak smile, But groaned afterwards. He rolled his eyes at her Playfulness, and soon kneeled down by her.

"Jeez Poppy, Ya gotta let your leg heal, Not just force it up." He said as he grabbed some felt out of his jacket. And wrapped it around her leg, She winced a bit but soon calmed down by the pain and let him do some work. After a few minutes of wrapping and wiping the remaining Blood, He was done. "Alright Poppy, Your leg seems to be perfectly healed," he said as he looked up, Only to be met with a pink Happy expression, inches from his face.

And a hot heat filled his cheeks, as if fire were stinging him. And Her hot breath, tingled through his ears, causing shivers to roll down his Spine like ants. And her pink magenta eyes, Staring right at him. But before he could react, She was leaning in. Closed eyes. Hot breath. Beautiful hair. But he couldn't. So he quickly looked down and coughed.

"C'mon, I bet the trolls are still waiting for their queen." He said, a bit of sadness hinted his voice. Poppy, Embarrassed. Looked away, with a hot pink burning sensation hit her cheeks "Right, let's go." She said, he holded out his hand for her to take, Which she gladly accepted. Once up, She smiled brightly at him, before wrapping him in a warm embrace.

Damnit Poppy!

The hug not only made Him feel increased with love, and his heart was beating. As if a drum couldn't stop playing. But the hug also made him feel uncomfortable, from being so close.

"Uhm, Okay Poppy, That'll be enough, This is making me very uncomfortable," he said as he tried to pull her off, But it only made her stick to him tighter, and it only made the butterflies grow bigger, which he did not wanna throw up. After minutes of trying to squirm out of her embrace, He gave up. As he let his chin fall on her shoulder, and huffs come out his mouth and parted lips.

She giggled, Wich sounded like a song to his ears, that he would play all day on repeat. And never get tired of the same song. But before he let out those three words he pulled himself away. Not exactly hurting her, But enough to startle her, "Sorry Poppy, But Y'know hugs ain't my thing," he said as he smirked and walked away, She looked at him and rolled her eyes, Yet chuckled, At how ridiculous he could be.

~A few hours later~

"Oh, My Trolly goooooood!" Poppy whined as she was, Apparently dragging herself by now. She was a Hungry, Tired, Irritated, the list can go on. But I groaned, I was upset. Because there were deadly critters in the woods, and she didn't seem to care, Not one Bit.

"Poppy please! There are critters! And spiders! And things out here that could kill you! I can't believe you're not taking any of that seriously!" Archer practically yelled at her, Frustrated. Poppy stopped Whining, Stopp ed yelling, and stopped dragging. Archer let out a puff of air before he rolled his eyes and walked again. She made a mistake she had to fix, and she was gonna fix it.

"I'm sorry, I should've known. Please forgive me?" She said as she was side by side to him, her eyes asking for a 'I forgive you' and her voice, pleading for him to do. He stopped and glanced at her, before looking down "Look, I forgive you, But after what happened to your leg," he said as he motioned to her leg, That now needed a few wraps, and she was moving It completely fine by the time. "But I'm fine, It doesn't hurt anymore, See!" She said happily as she jumped up and down, her hair springing like a ball.

Yeah I can see you could get even more hurt then just that.

"Very funny Poppy, That really made my day. But please, Stay quite," And just after that was said, he was walking again. As she watched, with a small frown on her facial expression, Your not gonna leave just like that.

'Oh oh oh oh,

Don't walk away, My love.'

Uh oh, Not this again. No songs, Ugh, Trolls. And out of all the people, There's only one pink and familiar troll doing it, The one herself, Queen Poppy. Please stop. The scout thought as he hugged himself, Mentally mumbling stuff to himself. But in a blink of an eye.

A warm yet, Welcoming. Arm was around his curved shoulders, Bringing him into the most loving side hug he's ever had, It startled, Yes. But being with Poppy he should have seen that coming, Ages ago. Before he could wiggle himself out. She started singing, With the voice he loved.

'Here, Let me hug you,

Here, let me forgive you,

Here, let me hold you,

In the summer skies,'

"Poppy Please-" but was cut off when the same familiar hand, Slipped down onto his back twirling him in circles, Twirling and Twirling. Till he felt like he could run somewhere and throw out, all the gross and yucky stuff inside of him. But before he could, The arm that was on his back, slipped down onto his waist, Where she pulled him close to her. Noses touching, And lips inches from each other.

'Let me love you,

Tonight, Forever,

If that's a possibility

This night'

Just do it, Kiss her.

And as if the thought controlled him like a remote, he was leaning in, With her sweet and sugary scent, driving him insane. And her cute little dork smile, He loves till the day he's away. But before, her petal soft lips could touch his, A voice echoed.

"Archer?"

Poppy widened her eyes at the sudden, Female voice. And archer couldn't seem to believe what he was hearing, Poppy pulled her close face, Away from his. And helped him up in a standing position, While he dusted himself off, Two red painted cheeks, Filling him. He coughed Nervously before looking at the female party crasher in front of him, Clar.

"What the what, Are you doing here? Look at you, Spending time with the.. the.. Trolls!" Clar spit out, as it were a curse word, or a disgusting food she'd never eat. Poppy, Shockingly took a Step back. Archer sighed and walked a few steps towards her "I'm sorry, But she's not just any troll, She's the queen, Remember? The one we've been searching for?"

Wait what!? Poppy thought in her head, Not wanting to believe what she was hearing, Could it be. Archer, The one she cared for.. was betraying her, and was always leading her to where the party crashes were? No! It can't be.. It won't be.

"What do you mean, The one you've been looking for? I am not some troll to search for!" Poppy yelled upset, Archer widened his eyes and took a few steps back, Landing into Clar's arms. Were she gripped him gently.

"Why if it isn't queen Poppy. Very nice to meet you. Hey, I gotta say, I thought you looked better." She said as she snorted, before laughing. Poppy frowned and pouted her bottom lip, Archer watched from the corner of his eyes, and secretly pleaded, don't cry.

"Who are you? And what do you want from me?" Poppy hissed out fighting the urge to cry, Trying to sound brave. But failed at the mission, as she let her own voice crack. Clar smiled, As a way of saying, you.

"Oh nothinnn, Just a little thing from the beautiful, Smart, Amazing troll queen Poppy." Clar said, As she traced her fingers around Poppy's neck and chin, Were Poppy huffed, and turned her head away. Clar, Giggled and soon grabbed Poppy's hand, Tight.

"Ouch! Stop, Your hurting me!" Poppy yelled, But become sore as she speaked, Clar brought Poppy face to face with archer, Were Poppy could see water, Fighting to spill. And archer, Could see the disappointment and hatred, He put her in.

"Looks like you got our precious little boy, All over you, Eh?" Clar said as she placed Poppy's hand in his, were archer could feel the heat, As he placed his hand down. And Poppy herself, could feel the pink fire, hitting her face like lava. "W-what do you m-mean?!" Poppy studdered, as she looked away, trying to avoid eye contact between her, And the mysterious female. Clar rolled her eyes and laughed "On Poppy! Your hilarious! Can't you see? He's in love with you!"

Love.

Archer blushed darkly and looked away, feeling all the symptoms he feels, When he looks at her. The snake choke. The heart drum beat. The butterflies. And he was positive. Poppy felt the exact same things. As she herself, Had a darker colour cheeks, And her breathing seemed to hitch, and Her gaze shifted, up. Down. And all around. But before they could say anything Clar talked.

"Too bad your relationship ain't gonna happen, Cause archer here! Is my little brother, And he promised mom and dad, He'd find the queen of troll village herself, To lead us to her home!" Clar said happily, Jumping up and down, Poppy shook her head, Side to side. Taking Steps back. Tears fighting to spill out, from her pink sparkly eyes.

"Y-Your lying..." Poppy whispered, as a tear drop trace down her cheek, To the floor. Clar smiled and grabbed Archer's hand. Pulling him up. He brought himself up. With weakness and guilt, Rushing through his skin. He couldn't even look at the person he loved. And his throat, seemed to tighten. By seeing Poppy's Wonderful smile.. Fade.

"Oh Honey, Its just begun! I'll give you two some time, Before you come with us. Or you die!" Clar yelled excited as she left wth a huge smile on her face. And once she was gone, Poppy's face turned towards me, With the most, angriest and hated glare, he could ever see.

"You lier! I trusted you! I gave all my Love and generosity to you! Only for you to throw it away! I can't believe, I fell for the lie, Of a scout!" Poppy yelled, Crying her eyes out, Red puffy eyes, and tear stains already marking. And archer couldn't help but cry too, Cry. To know what he had done. Cry. To know that he is hurting much more people. Then just himself.

"P-Poppy I'm sorry-" but he was cut off, By a hand grabbing his, Clar's. He looked at her and then back at Poppy. "C'mon Poppy Let's go." Clar said as she tried the grab ahold of Poppy's arm. But Poppy dodged her arm away, "No!" She screamed, As she glared at both of them. Clar chuckled and smirked "What do you mean no?! We gotta go!" This time, Clar screamed. Poppy shook her head, And smiled.

"I won't go. And if that means, Sacrificeing myself For the trolls? Count me in, To do it,"

No!

Archers Mind screamed, please Poppy, Don't do this, I love you! Clar, Seemed to think about it as she tapped her chin and smiled brightly "Ooh! What a funny idea! I like it!" Clar said, as she let His hand go. "I'll go get my stuff!" Clar said, as she skipped away. Poppy frowning huge, and keeping her stare and the female. But stopped, when a warm hand was on her's.

"Poppy please... Don't do this, Run! I can take the blame! I can make things better, I'll kill myself for you because I.. I.. I care about you!" Archer spilled out, Blushing like a red bird across the sunny skies. Poppy smiled to herself, and leaned In so there noses could touch. Archer feeling like everything and everyone would be alright. But he was wrong..

"Awe Archer.. If you care about me.. then.. Why did you do this to me?!" Poppy yelled In his face, and gave him a short push, Archer startled back, Green and grey eyes, Wide with shock. He didn't answer her. He just stood. With his heart breaking. As Poppy scoffed "That's what I thought." She said with such disgust In her voice, it was horrible to hear.

But before he could react, Clar was back with a huge stick in her hand, Big enough to kill any troll with a good, hit in the head. Archer kept on mumbling things to himself, Hoping. Poppy would come to her senses and run away, But she didn't. She just stood there, glaring at both of us, as clar sat her down, On a rock beside her, and she grippped the stick tight.

"Ready to die?" He heard clar's, Sweet yet hideous voice to hear, Poppy smiled as she turned to look at her "Ready to do it?" Clar smiled and nodded, "Hey, Bro. Why don't ya see how a real party crasher does." Clar said, As she raised the large stick, Ready to strike.

No, No, no.

Is all archer could think, He had to act fast. Really fast. As he closed his eyes tightly and gripped his palms Into fists he blurted out "I can take you to troll village!" He yelled, Clar Stopped and lowered her stick down slow as she raised her thin eyebrows up, as a single of saying, you can? But Poppy wasn't pleased, as her palms shaked, and her eyes seemed to cut through him, Sliceing him, To reveal what was under his skin. As he looked away from her, Not wanting to look her in the eye anymore.

"Y-Yes I can, It's a straight line, Two rights, and then one left." He said as clar smiled and dropped the stick, "Bavo! Little brother! Seems like someone's getting In the party crashed spirit!" Clar laughed and skipped to archer hugging him tightly, Were archer sighed "I'll go find it! Make sure our special visitor, doesn't go nowhere." Clar said as she pat the under of his chin, and walked away.

Archer immediately, Knowing she was gone. Ran to untie Poppy. Leaving Poppy shocked, Yet upset still "What are you doing!? You already gave her our location! You you.." but was cut off, When she felt lips lock with her's. sweet yet humble, Soft yet smooth, and she knew exactly who they belonged to. And his hot breath on her, and his hands gripping her close. She eventually gave in, And returned the kiss back. But the kiss only lasted a few minutes, Before He pulled away. "I'm sorry, But I gave her the fake location. So You could go while she doesn't see," Archer said as he placed his hand under her chin, Comfortingly, Drawing his finger in circles. To calm her down, Which did.

"B-But what about you? I can't just leave you here, I won't leave you here." Poppy said as she grabbed the hand in her chin, and placed it in her's lovingly, Archer smiled and kissed her cheek, Making her smile next "I'll be fine, Trust me." He said as he looked in those eyes he loved, Poppy sighed and brought him in again, To share another sweet kiss, Before she left. But as Poppy pulled away, She told him something he'd been waiting for "I love you."

He widened his eyes, as his snake reappeared in his throat and his beat was increasing, But smiled brightly and hugged her tightly, Poppy giggled and hugged back. Enjoying the warmth of one another. "I love you too, But C'mon, Ya gotta go" He said as he helped her up, Poppy nodded looking around "Which way do I run too?" Archer pointed at a large rock up ahead, "Go hide under that rock, Then wait for me," She nodded and slowly walked towards it. Archer went back to sit down, Waiting for clar to appear. Where she really didn't-

"Archer pastry!" Clar's voice echoed, as she stomped right up to him, and grabbed him by the coller of his shirt "Where is troll village?! And where's the Queen?!" She yelled In front of his face, Archer smiled, "First off, Fake location, Sowwy. Second off, You'll never find her." Archer said, She frowned "I'm thinking something special for you," She said as she dropped him down with a thud and walked, To get a stick. "You've done enough trouble, Now its time to die." She said as she raised it up high, Before he could react.

It hit him.

It hit the back of his head, Strong and painfully. And Clar smiled, as she heard the crack. Archer grabbed the back of his head, Before falling down, Limp on the ground, Dead.

NO! He can't be dead! He can't! Please don't let it be, He he..

But it all went black for Poppy too, As she herself, Fell down with a limp body.