Love is a funny thing. It can make you feel feelings you never thought existed. One of those feelings may be the strange strong urge you feel whenever the love of you life is close to you. It may even be a feeling that makes you feel like a cloud, and you can't help but smile. But those are the mushy feely feelings. Sure, I do feel those feeling, but the one feeling I have the most is my strong urge to protect Poppy no matter what. I also have this feeling, kind of like 6th sense or something, that just kinda tells me when something is wrong with Poppy. That was the feeling I was feeling right now, as I kneeled beside a crying Poppy.
"I *sniff* I m-miss him s-so much…" Poppy murmured through her tears.
It was the day of Poppy's father's funeral. Poppy was devastated. But I knew what she was feeling. I had lost someone too. But all I knew what to do for Poppy was hug her close as we knelt before Peppy's grave. Tears made Poppy's cheeks damp, and almost soggy. But then, Poppy's tears started subsiding. It then became awkwardly silent, and it worried me. But then Poppy suddenly broke the silence.
"I wonder what he is doing right now." She said, her voice a little weak after her crying
I raised my eyebrow in curiosity, not really knowing what brought that up.
"I mean, I know he's dead, but I'm just wondering if he is looking down on me from heaven or something like that, like how people always say." Poppy
"I bet he is." I say eventually, "And he will always be. He may be gone from this world, but he's always going to be by your side."
Poppy leaned more into my hug, and she let out a soft sigh.
"T-that's a good thing to know." She whispered, then she giggled softly, "Heh, I guess I'll have to make sure I don't do anything naughty if he is watching over me."
"Hmph, I guess so." I said, looking up to the sky, almost expecting to see Peppy there.
And then I had a thought.
Grandma must be watching over me too. I cracked a little smile at the thought of her being by my side at all times. If only I could see her.
"You okay Branch?" Poppy asked me. I hadn't noticed the tear that had escaped, and was rolling down my cheek, but Poppy did.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm ok." I said looking back to her, "Wanna go back to the others?"
"Yeah…" Poppy said
And with that, we walked back to the others, and we celebrated the life of one of the most greatest troll kings of all time.