Trolls: New Adventures
Chapter 2 - Work Day, Part 1
Author's Note: DreamWorks is the rightful owner of "Trolls", while I only own the story.
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A few days later, all of the Trolls were busy creating their new homes inside of the Troll Tree, since they no longer needed to live at the no-longer-secret village.
Queen Poppy was currrently walking around, performing her "royal duties" as she made sure everyone was working, but also enjoying themselves.
"All right, everyone, looking good!" Poppy cried out. "If we keep things at this rate, all of us should be able to sleep inside our brand new homes!
"And if you can, help out those who might need some so that they don't have to catch up later on. Like we always say..."
"No troll left behind!" yelled every one of the Trolls.
"Isn't this great, Mr. Dinkles?" asked Biggie, looking at the small creature in his arms. "We could make a bigger wall for all the photos of us!"
"Hooray!" said Mr. Dinkles, a smile on his face.
As for Poppy, she started to hum a song while skipping around the new village, but then, she stopped in front of a blue and already-completed house.
It was actually Branch's new home, and right now, the blue troll was sleeping peacefully in his bed, having a wonderful dream about-
Knock-knock-knock!
"Branch! Branch! Branch!"
The young Troll groaned, and he said, "Some of us prefer to sleep in, Poppy, not wake up all bright-eyed with a smile on their face."
"Aw, come on, Branch, everyone's working on their homes! You could help!"
Rolling his eyes, Branch replied, "I would, Poppy, but the fact is that I stayed up all night adding the finishing touches to this place, and I think I deserve a rest."
"You can rest when everyone else is done, okay? Please, Branch, all our friends are out here!"
Branch was about to respond back when he noticed the framed photos on his nightstand.
It was a group photo, and aside from himself and Poppy, there was also Biggie, DJ Suki, Cooper, the Twins, and Guy Diamond, as well as Bridget and Gristle.
There was also one of him as a child Troll, standing by his grandmother, and one of just him and Poppy, sharing a hug together.
Maybe she's right, thought Branch.
So, he got up, and he began to walk towards the door, ready to open it and-
Wham!
The door suddenly swung wide open, smacking against the wall, and Poppy entered the house, saying, "Oops, forgot that you gave me an extra key!"
She then put the key-necklace back around her neck, and looked for her best friend.
"Branch? Where did you go? You making a new bunker or something?"
As the door swung back shut, it showed a now-flattened Branch, who said, "I'm wishing I was."
Poppy giggled, and walked over to him. "I got this!"
"Wait, what are you-" began Branch, but before he could finish, Poppy peeled him off the door ("Owwwww!"), and then, she started blowing air inside of him, like one would blow air into a balloon.
"Aaaand done!" She cried, watching as the now-back-to-normal Branch stood up, rubbing his head and shoulders.
"Never do that again," said Branch. "And you couldn't have waited another minute for me to open the door?"
Poppy shrugged, saying, "Sorry, I just thought you'd still be asleep."
"Why would I be... nope, never mind," replied Branch. "Let's start helping our friends."
"That's the spirit!" said Poppy, her face beaming with happiness.
Branch chuckled, and he began to head out of the house, with Poppy about to follow when she noticed a type of flower by a door across from his bed.
"What do we got here?" wondered Poppy, as she walked over for a closer look.
"Poppy?" Branch asked, seeing that she wasn't following him. "What are you... (gasp) don't open that!"
The rest of the flower was stuck in between the closed door, so Poppy began to pull it back, and by the time Branch had reached her, it was already too late.
Oh, crud...
Poppy was speechless as she saw the pile of stuff that was now in front of her.
"You... kept... all of them?"
It was all of the invitations that Branch had ever recieved, most of them from Poppy, and the rest by their friends.
"Um... I... that... those..." said Branch, trying to find the right thing to say.
"And I thought you ripped this up?" She asked, holding the invitation in her hands that she had given him on the day that their lives had changed.
Branch felt his face turn a darker blue as he said, "Poppy, I was... that just... um... oof!"
He stopped talking after Poppy suddenly gave him a warm hug.
"What was that for?" He asked, once she released him.
"To stop you from talking," replied Poppy. "And cause I'm really touched that you kept all these."
"Yeah, well, I... just... wanted to try and be happy in some way," shrugged Branch.
Poppy smiled, and there was a moment of silence before Branch said, "Okay, so... don't we have some Trolls to help?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, right," chuckled Poppy, as she put the invitations back in the closet, but in a more nicer and organized way.
As she walked out of the house, closing the front door, Branch looked back at the closet door, still smiling.
Then, he began to head outside, ready to help out-
Whack!
"Everything okay, Branch?"
The blue (and, once again, flattened) troll coughed a few times before saying, "Peachy..."
Seeing Branch on the door, Poppy smirked, and said, "Oh, all right, let's do this again!"
