Hope you are all cozy and warm. Especially those in Chicago, New York, ect. I heard about the record breaking cold. WOW I adore the cold, ice, snow, and winds. Here in California the coldest it ever got was 39° F. That's the lowest unless your in big bear where it's 17° F at the lowest. I get snow where I live. I rarely play in snow and when I do we usually have to travel to the nearest mountain that barely has any snow. So you can say I only have one snow day a year if I'm lucky. I shouldn't complain. California is a golden state and a dessert is just as good for those who like the hot weathers.
VoltronPokemonTroll21- Thank you. That is very flattering. I will do my best to keep this one of the best troll stories.
Lucky-Loyal Girl- thank you. My sister does have a very active imagination. And yes, I needed both to be hit. I needed Suki to die to get Branch traumatized and Poppy to get hurt so she can play the role of Anna.
Jpbake- I actually did need to kill her off so I can have Branch traumatized for life. Believe me, it hurt to write that scene because I couldn't imagine a child freezing to death.
Rebey- Oh you know what happens. Just keep it to yourself but like I said, I changed a few things so I can surprise you as well.
T.G - Welp, looks like your perfect for the job after all.
A little pink troll was running across the halls with her other friends. Their parents were at a meeting in the castle and with the new closed gate rule, they rarely got to see the kingdom anymore. Poppy, Creek and Spectra were all playing hide and seek in the castle. The little pink troll hid behind some curtains and once she did, she noticed some white sprinkles on the window.
"Wow, it's snowing!" Poppy cheered. She ran out of hiding and across the halls until she made it to a familiar door. She gave it a rhythmically knock before calling out to the troll behind the door," Branch?..."
( Sing bold for actions )
"Do you want to build a snow troll!?
Come on, let's go and play!"
The little girl looked down to the crack of the door to see any hints of the blue troll.
"I never see you anymore,
Come out the door,
It's like you've gone away,"
As usual, Branch gave noe answer. He sat still in his room completely isolated from everyone.
"We used to be best buddies,
And now we're not,
I wish you would tell me why!"
The little princess still didn't leave. She tried to peek through the keyhole still wanting to catch glimpse of her friend.
"Do you want to build a snow troll?
It doesn't have to be a snow troll,"
Branch
"Go away Poppy,"
This comment flatten Poppys ears in sadness. She disappointedly walked away.
Poppy
"Okay, bye,"
Inside Branches room, his father handed him white silk gloves to protect him from freezing everything he touches.
"Gloves, they'll help you control your powers. So remember, conceal, don't feel," his father told him. Branch nodded in agreement.
Years later, a 12 year old Poppy was running around the castle with her friends.
"Hey look at me!" Creek took off a helmet and sword from one of halls armor statues and put it on," How do I look?"
"Like a knight in shining armor," Poppy giggled.
"Why thank you my lady," Creek said in deep voice to sound more charming and bowed. The pink troll giggled more and blushed at his motioned. Causing a spark of jealousy from her cousin.
"Uh huh, very charming," Spectra said sarcastically and pushed Poppy aside. She took Creeks hand before speaking," Shall we go outside to play?"
"Yes we shall," Creek happily said. As they started to leave, Poppy ran the opposite direction from her friends and to a familiar door. She again rhythmically knocked on it and said….
"Do you want to build a snow troll?!
Or ride our bike around the halls?"
Poppy nearly jumped when she heard a crashing sound from down stairs.
"Don't ride your bike down the halls!" Spectra cried out in pain.
"I think some company is overdue,
I've started talking to he pictures on the walls!"
Seeing Branch wasn't coming out, Poppy walked away heartbroken again.
"It gets a little lonely,
All these empty rooms,
Just watching the hours tick by,"
She let herself fall back on a couch and watched the clock go tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock.
( talk )
Inside the room, Branch was pacing back and forth, panicking at the sight of ice and snow taking over his room.
"It's getting stronger! I can't control it! I can't dream, I can't cry, I can't laugh, I can't live without coming out…."
"This is too much for him, Let me see my child," Rosiepuff was about to grab him but Branch jerked away in fright.
"Don't touch me! I…. I can't afford to lose another loved one," Branches voice cracked in sadness. He couldn't bare let his powers take the life of another the same way it did to his sister.
That very day, the parents and Rosiepuff made a decision. To go and find a cure for Branches powers. There had to be a way to help him. As the sailors packed the ships, The kings and queens wished them goodbye.
"Oh it's a shame to see you go," Spectras mother hugged Branches mother.
"Don't worry," Branches mother released her," we'll only be gone for a couple weeks."
"True but I still wish you would tell us why the secrecy? What's so important you can't tell us?" Creeks father asked them.
"It's personal business. But I assure you that we will have our issues under control soon," Branches father answered. Once the captain called to them, the family hopped on and sailed off.
About 3 years past by. Poppy, Creek and Spectra hadn't visited the castle leaving Branch all alone. Feeling like it was safe, Branch opened his door to take a walk late at night. He took a small stroll with only the moonlight letting him see through the darkness. The halls were cold from the winter air outside but he believed it was because of him. With his mind everywhere at once, he eventually came to a stop, and looked up. The same silver plank on the door stood there.
Princess Suki, loving daughter and little sister.
1840 - 1844
Just looking at the plank brought heartache to the young prince. The warmth his sister brought to him, the feeling of joy on the day she was born returned to him. But the memory of her passing away returned the cold feeling.
"What do you mean they ran into a storm?" Branch heard a maid. Scared, the blue troll rushed back to his room but left a small crack open so he can hear.
"I'm afraid so. The funeral for the royal family will be held this week," A soldier answered. Branch gasped with horror. His family died? All because they wanted to help him cure his problem. This information struck him in the heart and caused more pain than a metal blade. How could he have lost his entire family? It's all his fault. That was the only thing on his mind. It's all his fault.
The day of the funeral, Poppy, Creek and Spectra attended with their families. They couldn't believe it either. The queen, Rosiepuff and the king were gone.
"In honor of their death, the kingdom will be run their ways until the young prince become of age and takes the crown as king!" As the announcer said his speech, Poppy turned to an empty seat near the front. The seat where Branch was supposed to sit. But why wasn't he here to honor his family's death? Before the funeral can end, Poppy snuck out and ran to a familiar door that held a close friend.
Sing, Poppy
"Branch?"
Poppy gave a light knock.
"Please I know you're in there,
Trolls are asking where you've been,
They say, "have courage" and I'm trying to
I'm right out here for you,
Just let me in,"
Poppy waited in silence, hoping, praying that she would hear the door creek open, or at least hear his sweet voice once more. It's been so long she had completely forgotten what he even sounded like. She pressed her back against the door and let herself slide down to the floor.
"We only have each other
It's just you and me,
What are we gonna do?..."
Feeling tears started to form, she let them fall across her cheeks. She felt broken hearted that some of her family friends were now gone. But if she felt this horrible, what could Branch be feeling? Losing his sister, losing his parents and grandmother? She didn't even want to imagine that pain.
"Do you want to build a snow troll?"
The 15 year old girl hugged her knees and began to silently weep. Unknowing to her, Branch also had his back against the door, weeping from his lost. It's all his fault.
( end )
Months after the funeral, Branch looked out his window in sorrow. Memories kept passing by. Happy and sad. He felt as if his whole body has gone numb. If only he can find a way to reach out to his friends. To reach out to Poppy.
"Branch?" He heard a new female voice behind his door. He didn't recognize these voices," Branch are you in there. I know this is sudden and all but we are your new workers."
"We were hired to be your tudors and guids," Another woman's voice spoke up. Branch walked over to his door and pressed his ear against it so he can hear them better.
"We may not have experienced pain like yours but we are here in hopes we can help. We were close friends of your family. And because of that we were hired to help you continue your education…" Branch stayed silent at this. He didn't need help from tutors or guids. He needed a miracle.
"Would it help if we said we knew about your powers," The lady's voice whispered. Branches ears perked up at this. He quickly opened up a small crack to reveal two identical looking twins.
"Your mother told us not too long after she left to sea," The pink one told him.
"She said if anything happened we should come over to help," The purple one explained. Branch thought long and hard about this. Why would his mother reveal their family secret to them?
A couple hours later, Branch insisted they keep a long distance away from him, at least 10 feet away, and that he should have his gloves on at all times.
"Poetry is a language, pay attention to the form and don't over do it….." As Satin taught the lesson, Chenille nudged her and pointed at Branch. The young teen wasn't writing down any notes. He was just looking down at the ground motionless.
"Ok…. Branch I believe it's time you talked to us," Chenille took a seat while still respecting his wishes to be 10 feet away," You can't just stay silent throughout your lessons."
As always, Branch stayed silent. He didn't even glance at the girls.
"Branch, we don't want to force you into anything you don't want to do but please, at least tell us what you're feeling," Satin pleated. Branches ears fell flat and his eye's closed. The girls found itva shock that this boy still remained his blue color and hasn't lost it due to all the sadness he was feeling.
"Everything is hopeless. I lost everyone I loved," Branch whispered," I lost my sister, My grandmother, parents….. And now I can't even talk to my friends."
The twins glanced at one another for a while before responding.
"You know Branch. With our help, you can write letters to your friends," Satin suggested.
"Yea, we can mail them for you if you like," Chenille finished the statement. This caught the blue trolls attention immediately. Writing letters did seem like a good way of communication without hurting his friends.
In another world
"Come on!" Rebey begged her friends to let her help.
"Year after year after year," Jp groaned in frustration," You ask the same question over and over, well let me tell you. The answer is still no!"
"But I've been practicing," Rebey ran up to Jp desk and grabbed a bottle of colored liquid," I even know my colors now. Red! Right!"
"Cinnamon," Jp corrected.
"Oh," Rebey disappointedly put it back before picking up another bottle," Yellow!"
"Gold marry," Jp said still not amused.
"Umm…." Rebey tried one more time and picked another bottle," Let me guess, this is pumpkin or tangerine right?"
"Nope that color is actually called orange," Jp revealed.
"Oh come on!" Rebey cried out," Fall colors look the same!"
"Maybe to the untrained eye," Jp set Rebey aside so he can do his work. Rebey kicked a bit of cloud in anger before marching away. Not too far she spotted Jo's desk that was full of winter supplies. The girl was gone to gather supplies so surely she wouldn't mind if Rebey tried out a few experiments. Besides, that tiny icy tornado in the small jar looked kinda cute.
30 minutes later
"WHAT HAPPENED!" Jo cried out. Half the workshop was frozen and not only that. It looked like a seasonal mess. Red and orange colored Icicles on the ceiling, snow at every corner with petals and leaves scattered all over, and frost covering the windows in the shape of flowers and leaves.
"I can explain…." Rebey was quick to react. Jo crossed her arms as a signal that she's ready to listen,"... Yes… I tried to create a snowflake of my own. But I kinda broke some of your other snowflakes so to make up for it, I tried to use T.G sap from his desk to glue it back together, and then I thought maybe your snow crystals can use some color so I used Jp colors."
Rebeys explanation didn't seem to lead to any hint as to what happened so the boys spoke up.
"She tried to take sap from a venus fly trap," T.G said," And let me tell you that didn't end well. She destroyed half my flowers while trying to get her head out of the mouth."
"Then she knocked over all my colored liquid and leaves, splashing everything in sight," Jp explained.
"Then finally she spilled all my snowflakes and opened the jar that had the snow blizzard in it," Jo concluded when she examined her desk to see all her crystals were destroyed and jars were broken.
"I…. I just wanted a seasonal talent," Rebey looked down in shame.
"We understand but you can't force yourself to a talent that doesn't fit you," Jo explained.
"Yea, Autumn, Spring and winter are just not your thing," Jp told her.
"But then what's my special talent if it's not seasons," Rebey collapse into the snow.
"You know," T.G started," I had the same problem. But I learned that your special talent isn't always within you, you can receive a special talent too. It wasn't until I joined the guardian angels when I received my talent of spring,"
"Guardian Angels?" Rebey repeated with interest.
"Yep, Once I completed a mission, I was rewarded with my talent of spring," when T.G explained this, Rebey eyes filled with hope.
"So all I need to do is train to be a guardian angel, complete a special mission and I'll receive a special talent! Where do I sign up!?"
"At the main office where…." Without wasting a second, Rebey ran out the workshop.
"Um…. You should probably have told her not all guardian angels get special talents. It takes an extremely important mission to get one," Jo revealed to him.
"Eh… potato patadoe," T.G shrugged his shoulders.
Anyways! Happy Birthday Rebey and I'm glad that the Frozen 2 teaser trailer came on your birthday.
And I am 100% telling the truth! That scene with Elsa running across the ocean is similar to a scene I have planned in the "Midnight Dance " story. Where one of the characters try to run across the waves using ice. In no way was that scene inspired by the trailer. I just found it cool that my imagination reaches those who work in the film business.
Song is "Do you want to build a Snowman" from Frozen.