AN: Hello to my fellow Trolls fans out there. This story is a Broppy oneshot. I love the pairing to death, as they match so well. Enough with the hoopla though, lets get to the story. (PS. I recommend searching "Ryan Farish – Home Again" and listening to it while reading this story)

Branch and Poppy were still out in the forest areas searching for Creek and their other friends. They had not returned from an even earlier in the day. The only light thing leading the way was the full, crisp moon.

"Poppy…can we just lay down for a bit…we've been at this for four hours with no luck…" Branch asked.

"No, Branch! We have to find our friends!" Poppy pulled on Branch's arm.

Branch just sit and lay down on the grass. He was very tired, not being able to sleep days prior.

"Ugh…fine you win. We can sit down for a little bit. I am a bit tired myself." Poppy reluctantly gave in.

Branch pulled out his sleeping bag, and set it up. Poppy did the same, and both were in their respective sleeping bags in ten minutes.

Poppy was squirming around as Branch was trying to get some very well needed sleep. He was annoyed, but stayed quiet until he could take it no longer.

"Poppy, DO. YOU. MIND?" Branch exclaimed.

"Sorry, Branch…I just can't sleep with my friends on my mind…" Poppy worried.

"Poppy, you'll learn someday that you can't let silly things like that get in the way of sleeping, doing your job or whatever. Bad things will happen…and bad things will stick…" Branch slowly got quieter as he progressed through the sentence.

Branch just lay back over on his side. He tried to ignore Poppy and the world.

Poppy lay her head on her pillows, staring at Branch, just thinking about what he said.

"Bad things will happen…and bad things will stick…Bad things will happen…and bad things will stick…What does he mean? Did something bad happen to him?" Poppy pondered.

She stared at him for not too much longer, and turned over facing away from him. Her eyes had just weighted shut, and then he spoke again.

"You don't know what it's like, Poppy…" Branch said with a heavy voice.

Poppy turned over, looking at him again.

"You haven't completely lost your friends…but I lost one of mine…one of my best…" Branch cried.

Branch turned to look at Poppy, his head was down, and he was on his hands and knees. Poppy see a tear shiver down his cheek.

"…Who did you lose…?" Poppy asked.

"I lost my grandma, Poppy…I wasn't paying attention…she was one of my best friends…and now I can't ever see her again…they took her…" Branch was now crying a lot.

Poppy scooted toward her friend, and gave him a hug. He felt her embrace and was lifted from his hands and knees. He hugged her back. The moment was warm for both.

"It'll be okay, Branch. You will see her again, and you still have plenty of friends. And one of them is special." Poppy said.

"Who is that…?" Branch asked, still timid.

Poppy then cup his face, and brushed her lips against his. Branch slowly raised his hands, holding her crisp curves. He kissed back, feeling much better.

The kiss was the most passionate, most warm and soft kiss he had ever felt. His first too. Their ears had succumbed to the weight of their passion, just so easily dropping back.

Poppy broke the kiss, and ended her sentence.

"Me, Branch…" Poppy rubbed her neck.

Branch smiled, and hugged her again.

"Thank you, Poppy…" Branch said.

"You're welcome, Branch," Poppy replied.

"I love you, Poppy…" Branch said softly.

Poppy was taken aback, with a short pause, but then replied saying: "I love you too, Branch…"

Poppy then climbed into Branch's larger sleeping bag, and they embraced each other as they drifted off to sleep.

AN: Awww…so sweet! I love this pairing! Let me know if you want to see more by dropping a review, PM or just simply anything. Thanks, guys! I'll see you in the next story~!