I OWN NOTHING! And I would like to think lots of people on Tumblr for encouraging me to write this. This is my first time ever writing a story like this so dont feel shy about sending creative criticism. Hope you enjoy!

"It's a beautiful day, and I can't stop myself from smiling..."

I was taking my time walking home after spending the majority of the day combing through a patch of Pop-Berry bushes with my friends. They wouldn't be fully in season for another two months, but we got lucky and were able to find two HUGE Pop-berry's which Biggy promised to turn into at least ten pies once they ripen in a day or two.

Just as I reach my bright pink Pod, a piece of paper pinned right next to the entrance catches my eye. Oh! Maybe someone's planning a party for tonight! I run the rest of the home and carefully remove the pin before reading.

Dear Ms. Poppy,

You are summoned to an urgent Council Meeting by request of Prince Branch. The meeting is to take place this evening at 4:00 P.M. This Counsel Meeting is of top priority and if you are not present, some-one will be sent to collect you.

Best Regards, The Royal Counsel.

I roll my head back and let out a long, annoyed grown. Oh come on, what did I do this time! Whatever it was, how could it have possible been so bad, that Branch felt the need to dedicate a whole Royal Council meeting to it. I softly hit my head against my Pods wall and take a deep breath, muttering to myself. "It's ok, its ok. Maybe I'm not the only one that got this letter, maybe its nothing important after all. Branch over exaggerates everything, this is probably one of those times." There, see, I feel better already! Just have to look on the bright side! Wait, WHAT TIME! I quickly double check the now slightly crinkled letter.

4:00 PM…

I lean in through the doorway and check the clock hanging above my couch.

3:56 PM…

SHIT I'M GONNA BE LATE!

Gripping the letter, I bolt as fast I can, almost falling off of the tree limb I was originally walking on. I pick up the pace right before I start swinging from branch to branch with my hair, building up momentum whenever I could to reach the trees upper levels.

I'm moving so fast that I actually almost miss the deep green, extra-large Pod that blends into the moss covered bark. I sprint towards the single opening, but skid to a stop just before reaching the Councils Pod to take a breather. I may of just did a marathon, but I don't wanna LOOK like I did, this is my first council meeting after all. After a few more seconds of rapid breathing, I take one last really, really, deep breath and climb in.

The second my foot hits the Pods floor, everyone stops their ranting to stare at me, like a beetle caught in torch light. I let out an unsure, nervous laugh, "I uh, I was invited to the meeting today". I raise up the crinkled letter, now wishing that I had taken a second to flatten it out.

There are about 15 Trolls sitting around a three sided, square shaped table. Branch was sitting in the center next to a fidgety man with thick, round glasses. The members of the council where shifting uncomfortably in their seats, sending short, quick glances between Branch and me. I triple check the letter again and yeah, I'm supposed to be here. Hoping for some sort of clarification, I look from Troll to Troll, but no-one would even make eye contact with me. Ok, I'm starting to freak out, some explaining would be nice.

Well, Branch isn't calling me out on having something wrong, so that's a good sign, I guess. I look hopefully toward him next, hoping to get some sort of answers as to why I'm here, but he's too busy glaring at the troll with the Glasses. Glasses is squirming in his seat, trying his best not to let the hole Branch was burning into the side of his head affect him, he was failing. The future king was defiantly waiting for Glasses to do…something, but the poor guy just doesn't seem to know where to start.

All at once, Glasses quickly jerks to a stand, like he's ripping off a band aid. A few papers fly off the side of the conference table, they go ignored and Branches glare increases intensity.

Glasses clears his throat more then he would ever need to, and his words practically trip out of his mouth. "Y-yes, um Ms. Poppy. My apology's, yes your right on time." Ok great, now things are rolling! Though…there's nowhere for me to sit, so I'll just stand here I guess. "Ms. Poppy. You have been called here today to address a severely important matter. One regarding the royal family, specifically Prince Branch, and yourself."

If this is about Blossoms birthday party last week, and how Branch said that we had too many Clowns under one roof, I'm going to scream. Glasses clears his throat again and continues, this time a little bit more confident. "It has come to Queen Rosiepuffs attention that with Prince Branches coronation quickly approaching, and with herself aging, she came to the conclusion that the Future King should have a partner. Someone to help him rule, someone to challenge him, someone to help him grow into the King he was always meant to be."

Ok, that answered nothing. I'm a thousand time more confused then before. "So…you want me…to be Branches partner?" Glasses give a short quick nod that must have hurt his neck. "OH! like an ambassador of the people! Like, I make sure he understands everyone's needs, wants, plans, dreams, wishes, like that!?" This could be fun! POPPY, SUPER TROLL AMBASSADOR!

Glasses face quickly becomes the definition of panic, he starts shaking his head rapidly back and forth, fumbling through whatever papers were left on the table for words to say. The other members look even more uncomfortable now, though Branch continues to keep a small scowl on his face. He still doesn't ever turn his head towards me, I actually don't even think Branch so much as glanced at me once this whole time. Glasses gives up on the papers and scrambles to recover himself. "Nooonononononono, Ms. Poppy, I-I apologize again, but you've misunderstood what the Queens requesting. I mean, yes she does want you to be a part of Bra-PRINCE, Prince Branches life, but…not as an ambassador of any sorts."

Branch stops even trying to hide his blatant impatience, with his arms crossed and foot tapping loudly. He looks like he's on the verge of exploding if Glasses doesn't just come out with it. "The Queen, Ms. Poppy, asked for you personally, because she wants you, well. She want the Prince too, um, well…you see-"

"Poppy" Branches firm, but casual voice sounds though out the pod. He raises out of his seat and Glasses falls back down into his. After being ignored by him this whole time, having him address me point blank, kind of made me want to make myself as small as I could and hide. "What Mr. Fig was trying to say, was this. My grandmother has yes, decided that I need a partner to rule. A partner that will challenge my decisions, someone who I will stay beside until my dying day-." I don't like where this is going "-The Queen and I have come to the…agreement that you will be that person," My hearts racing and every instinct is telling me to camouflage myself before I'm swallowed alive. "Poppy," Branch takes a slightly shaky breath, and when he looks at me, his face is still that set in stone neutral, but his eyes, his eyes almost look pleading. "By command of the Queen. You are now here by ordered to become, for all intents and purposes," He swallows, and my feet are frozen to the ground. "…My Wife."

Everything stops.

My wife.

A ringing fills my ears.

My wife.

My eyes are open, but I don't see anything.

"…you are now here by ordered…"

I feel myself falling, but I don't feel the ground coming up to meet me while the world fades.