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Reby Montana - Like Father, like son. How do you think Branch got his survival instincts and bravery? Be patient for all good things come to those who wait.

Black Raider - Hey, curiosity killed the cat, but not in Wood's case. Wouldn't you follow a beautiful singing voice yourself? Thanks for the support!

SkyZoneKiller - In case you didn't know, Thorn is Creek's dad in this story. I'll try update as soon as I could, but I can't promise you that it'll be quick. I'm glad you're enjoying every bit of this story.

mlpfanceline1 - Did you mean why Creek was so selfish or wasn't selfless? I got confuse at the moment, but he got something from his dad even though it's a negative thing.

A Blue Angel Born From Love

Chapter 3: Love at First Sight

Wood went deeper into the forest path, following the melodic sound he heard a while back. He knew he shouldn't go after anything mysterious, but yet, there's something about it that he just couldn't ignore. As he removed the last branches blocking his path, he stopped. In front of his sight, there was a giant weeping willow tree with beautiful spring green leaves tinted with teal stretching towards the ground like falling tears.

But that's not the only thing that caught his sight. Right below a tree, there was someone there, but he could hear the voice coming from that stranger. He softly came towards the tree and hid in the grass. When he peered over, he could not believe his eyes. The stranger was a troll, but not just any troll, she's a girl and she was singing. The girl had a beautiful tone of teal skin, piercing sky blue eyes, and her hair was the color of a glorious pink. On her hair was a pretty primrose hair clip, and she was wearing a beautiful pink dress which had an ocean wave pattern at the bottom and a pink hug time bracelet.

Wood was enchanted not only by her voice, but also by her beauty. Who was this mysterious troll he came across with? He wondered as he listened to her song while hiding in the grass, trying to not to interrupt her.

Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on

The girl twirled around, dancing as she was in a waltz. She didn't even notice that she wasn't alone anymore. She then grabs a small tulip and used it like a microphone as she continued singing.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Wood crept through the grass, without making a sound and hid himself behind the tree. He curiously watched with a smile. 'She has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard', he thought as he watched.

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're gone

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on

Wood rocked his head to the song and without thinking, he suddenly sang along in tune with her song.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on

Wood: Why does the heart go on?

Both: Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

The girl gasped when she finished her song and heard Wood humming behind her. She turned around and saw Wood standing behind her. The girl, haven't seen this particular troll, became nervous and yet she stayed where she was. Both trolls felt as if the whole world stood still, surrounding the area in silence except for a breeze blowing. They stared in silence, not speaking a word until Wood took once step forward and the girl stretched her hair up to the tree and hid away.

"No, wait! Please!" He then climbed the tree and stood on a branch. The girl stood in a higher branch, cautiously observing him yet hidden from sight. "I didn't meant to frighten you. It's all right. I'm not going to hurt you."

Wood searched around, but whoever this girl was, it seemed that she was quite shy of strangers, even friendly trolls.

"It's just that...I think your singing is quiet beautiful."

The girl gasped a little, but then blushed timidly in her hiding place. Seeing no harm in this, she suddenly replied. "Oh, thank you. Sometimes I just can't help myself."

"You don't mind if I ask you a couple of questions, will you?" Wood asked out in the open.

"I don't think so. What you want to know?" The girl asked.

"Well, first thing, what are you doing out here all alone and away from the village?"

"I like it here. This place...for some reason...it's like a safe haven from any danger. And it's peaceful out here. Plus, I tend to keep to myself and I love to sing alone," She answered. "What about you? Why are you so far from the village?"

"Not that I want to, but I had to keep someone out of trouble and I let the others escape from the fuzzy tarantulas that were after me. Luckily, I taught those creepy crawlies a thing or two," Wood said proudly. This earn a chuckle from the girl. "Can you please come out, so I can see you face to face? I promise I won't bite."

The girl was unsure, but from judging his sweet nature and calm voice, she could tell that this troll meant no harm. She sighed and then jumped out of her hiding place, revealing herself to Wood. She then climbed down to his branch kept a slight distance.

"I'm sorry for interrupting and for frightening you," Wood apologized, bowing his head slightly.

"It's okay. You just surprised me. I didn't think someone would hear me out here," she softly admitted.

"Not to offend you, but how come I never saw you back home?"

"I really...don't come out much, especially now with the Bergens coming each Trollstice. It's just difficult to be out in the open," she answered.

"So, you're not the social type?" Wood asked.

"Sort of. I'm pretty shy as you can see," she answered.

"I see. So, why are you out here today?"

"Well, I thought I've been inside my home for so long, I'm afraid the other trolls might think of me for not having a life. I've let down some trolls when they wanted me to come to their parties many times. I know all the trolls are nice and all, but like I said, I'm just too shy."

"Well, it's not so bad in the village. There's fresh air, great views, great people, parties...Hey, you know, that reminds me. There's going to be a party my friend Shiningstar is hosting next week. It's a disco party and it's to indicate the start of Summer. Why don't you come with me?" Wood offered.

"I don't know. I...still don't know your name," She said shyly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Wood. What's yours?"

"My name is Primrose, like the flower," she answered.

"Primrose. What a beautiful name," Wood made a small smile and offered his hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"Thank you," Primrose smiled as she shook his hand.

"So, will you come to the party now that we've been properly introduced?" Wood asked hopefully.

"Oh, I don't think I could..."

"Please?" Wood asked again, his eyes giving a hopeful look. Primrose giggled at his attempt and could see that he's very sweet and friendly. It has been a while that she's been into a party. She thought that one party won't be any trouble.

"I guess I could come for a little while. Sure," Primrose nodded.

"Awesome! Thank you." Wood and Primrose then turned to see that the sun was starting to set on the horizon. "It's getting late. We should go back to the village before the others get worried. Want to head back with me?"

"Okay," Primrose said and they both walked away from the willow tree and into the forest.

On the way, the two trolls have been talking for a while, sending each other information and memories of their lives before they met. They laughed and shared many wonderful moments. To Wood, Primrose was clearly a special troll to be with. She was beautiful, kind, sweet, and her voice was like an angel's and hoped to hear more of her voice soon.

Primrose, though a shy troll, felt comfortable with Wood. She could see that he's unlike any troll she'd met. He's strong, brave, selfless, responsible, and willing to help anyone in need. And when he sang with her back at the tree, it was like their songs matched with each other. Their song gave birth to something and they just don't realize it yet.

"So, this Shiningstar person is your friend?" Primrose asked as they walked.

"Well, one of my close friends. He's fun and watchful for any troll, including me. He loves to party, dance, and laugh too. My other friends, Rhythm and Big Bash, are also fun, lovable trolls to hang out with. You'll love them," Wood assured him.

"Yeah, I hope so," Primrose said.

"And you? Do you have any friends?"

"Well, for now, I've always been friends with Joy." Primrose revealed.

"Joy? As in Queen Joy? King Peppy's wife?!" Wood asked surprisingly, his eyes widen in shock.

"Yeah," she blushed in embarrassment. "We've been best friends even before she became queen."

"Wow! Look at you, friends with royalty," Wood pretended to bow to her. She laughed as she pushed him slightly.

"Stop! She's really fun to hang out with. Believe me, she'll bring life to any party and troll."

"No doubt about that," Wood agreed. They became silent for almost a minute until he spoke. "So...you live alone or you have folks waiting back home?"

Primrose's smile then disappeared as she frowned. "No. I don't have anyone. My mom died when I was a baby. Apparently, she got sick after accidentally drinking tainted water. She fought the illness, but it slowly lowered down her resistance, until finally...it defeated her."

Wood's ears drooped after hearing that. "I'm sorry to hear that. And your father?"

"Taken by the Bergens at Trollstice 5 years ago. I'm all alone now at home. Joy has comforted me and let her know if I ever need anything. Since then, I've been on my own," Primrose sadly said, wiping a tear from her eye. Wood, seeing her upset, then placed his arm around her in comfort.

"I'm so sorry that you lost your parents. If you don't mind my asking, why haven't you turned grey?" Wood wondered, seeing that she's in color rather than the saddened grey state.

"At first, I almost did. But then I started to sing and began to remember my family and the memories we've shared. Turns out that was enough to make me happy again. But even though I'm happy, there are times when I feel...lonely."

"Well, you don't have to feel lonely because...I'm your friend now. And whenever you need help, I'll be willing to lend you some," Wood insisted. Primrose smiled and held his hand in comfort as they almost reached the village. "May I ask you one more question?" Primrose nodded to him. "Why were you named Primrose?"

"Curious, huh?" Wood nodded after she asked him. "The day I was born, my father noticed a beautiful primrose blooming not far from our home. Nobody had planted it. It just popped up. That's why he named me Primrose because it reminded him how beautiful I was and would become as I grow. He always wanted me to smile all the time so that way, whenever things were tough, I could give life my best smile. Crazy as it may sound, it always seemed to work." She then stayed quiet as she looked at the sky. "When my dad died, I smiled all through his funeral even though I was sad. One of the trolls scolded me right there in front of everybody saying I was disrespecting his memory." She lowered her head sightly sad with Wood watching in concern. "Maybe it was disrespectful. I don't know."

Wood chuckled softly and shook his head. "No, I think you were perfect."

Primrose smiled and laughed at his opinion, but thankful. "Good to know."

Finally, when they reached the village entrance, it was almost dark. Some trolls were entering their homes, lighting up their lamps and torches for the evening, and some even stayed outdoors on lookout.

"Well, here we are. Do you want me to take you to your home?" Wood offered kindly.

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm sure I can get there on my own," Primrose politely declined.

"Really. It's no trouble," He insisted, not wanting for her to be out all alone at night even though they're safe in the village.

"I just don't want for your family to be worried. You must have been gone longer than you should."

"That may be true, but are you sure you will be okay on your way back?" Wood asked worriedly.

"I'm sure," She nodded.

"Well, okay then. Just be careful, alright?" Wood said.

"I'll be careful. Thank you for your concern."

"You're welcome. Guess I'll see you next week at the party and...maybe tomorrow, Prim?" He said hopefully.

"Prim. I like that." Primrose's cheeks blushed purple and shyly hid her face. "Yeah, sure."

Suddenly both their hug time bracelets chimed, revealing a green and pink flower respectively. Wood chuckled. "Hug time."

"Well, we can't ignore it now, can we?" Primrose smiled. Then both trolls, with opened arms, embrace each other in a hug. However, their hug lasted longer than any hug ever should. Wood enjoyed it every moment, though he wondered why Primrose didn't let go. He politely cleared his throat and then they both released each other though both pairs of eyes didn't looked away from one another.

Wood smiled at her decision in seeing each other again. "Then I'll be hoping for tomorrow." He then gently took her hand and kiss it. Primrose giggled shyly and left for her home, but not before giving a smile when she looked back at him which he waved back and she returned it. Then she went to her home and disappeared from his view.

"Wow. She likes me!" Wood grinned and jumped and tapped his feet happily. He then turned to his home.

He finally reached his pod, a violet one with tints of green, where he saw a light shining inside. He figures that it's his mother waiting for his return. He then opened the door and entered.

"Hey, mom! Sorry, I'm late!" Wood said.

"I told you he would come back!"

"Shiningstar?" Wood recognized his friend's voice and saw that all his friends were there waiting for him. His mother, Rosiepuff, didn't hesitate to grab him in a tight hug. She was heavily worried for his safe return.

"Oh my hair, Wood!"

His friends, having returned to the village after saving Thorn, waited by the entrance until they decided to tell Rosiepuff about what had happened. Though they assured him that Wood would be fine despite the danger, she still prayed for him to be safe and unharmed.

"Where have you been?" His mother asked as she checked for any injuries. "Are you alright? No scratches or bites from those wretched spiders?"

"Mother, I'm okay. See? I'm back. Nothing to worry about."

"What happened, Wood? You were supposed to be here hours ago, but when you didn't, we were worried sick about you!" Rhythm exclaimed.

"Listen, guys. Let's just say that it was...one heck of an experience I'll never forget," Wood revealed.

"Tell us, bud! We want to hear more how you fend off those bugs!" Shiningstar said, punching his fists in the air.

"Well, let me explain. It's like this: After you left, there was a horde of those eight legged freaks, the whole forest was filled with the whole fleet of those things, growling and snarling in anger and hunger!"

"Good heavens!" Rosiepuff said in shock.

"Any troll would have been eaten alive, but not our Wood here, he wasn't a bit scared, were you?" Shiningstar asked with excited eyes.

"Are you kidding? I was terrified, scared that I might not make it home at all, but I didn't let it stop me!" Wood boldly as he continued narrating. "Suddenly, I began climbing up the trees, jumping from branch to branch with those spiders right behind my feet. It looked like I was surrounded with no way out!"

"Then what happened?!" Big Bash wondered nervously.

"I had no choice but to climbed a tall tree. The spiders climbed right behind me and when I reached the end, their added weight helped me reach the ground safely, and then...I let go of the branch I was holding and away they went when they were being flung!"

"Wow!" The three friends awed in unison.

"Well, the important thing is that you're home, safe and sound," Rosiepuff said as she finished cleaning some plates. "Please, promise me that you won't do another crazy adventure like that, Wood. And don't go to that forest again."

"Oh, but the best part is that I've met someone," Wood added excitingly.

"What?!" The four trolls exclaimed in shock. "Who?"

Wood realized that he revealed too much and tried to change the subject by replying innocently, "Oh, um...you know, another troll."

"Come on, Wood. Spill it! There's no turning back now. Whom did you meet?" Rhythm pushed on.

"Well..." Wood scratched his head on the back and sighed dreamily. "She is the sweetest troll I've ever met. The very first thing I saw was her skin, teal and bright as the sea itself. So dazzling that it sparkles when touched by the ray of sunshine. Her hair as beautiful as a rose and when it stretches, it's like a beautiful ribbon dancing in the air. And her eyes, they are as blue as the sky and when you see them up close, the light of unnamed stars merged together in many layers of light. Her blue eyes are starlight."

Rosiepuff awed at his poetic description of this mysterious troll that her son obviously had fallen for. The other trolls were speechless but they listen on.

"But the most enchanting thing was her beautiful singing voice. She had the voice of an angel and when she sings, it darn near breaks your heart and there's no way to recover from it. All that beauty in one troll, if that's not a miracle to behold, I don't know what is."

"So, what was her name?" Rhythm asked with a smile, hoping to not squeal like a prissy girl.

"Her name...her name is obviously a name of love. Her name is Primrose."

"Aww!" Shiningstar and Rhythm cooed while holding their hearts. Big Bash however then realized something. "Hold up, Primrose? You met her?"

"You know her, Bash?" Wood was surprised by that information.

"Not really. But I've heard about her. Queen Joy talks about her to her friends, who then told Thorn's wife Ivy, who told Olivia, who then told me," Big Bash revealed. "You know, I'm surprised you haven't met her until now. She's been here for as long as any of us by now."

"Hey! There are so many trolls and because they usually stay hidden during Trollstice, I haven't been keeping track of their names, besides you guys," Wood defended himself.

"Well, just so you know, she doesn't come out much. Barely socializes with anyone besides a few friends she has. I guess she's super shy," his chubby friend said.

"Yeah, she told me," Wood agreed. "I actually encountered her in the forest. As a matter of fact, I even invited her to go with me to Shiningstar's party next week. You guys will meet her there. Are we still on for the party, right, Shiningstar?"

"Duh! Everybody's excited for it!" Shiningstar gleamed.

"Yeah, I'll bring my karaoke machine and Big Bash will bring his cupcakes!" Rhythm added.

"I even invited DJ Sonic to bring his DJ System. This party will be the bomb!" Shiningstar said.

"Alright, everyone. I'm sure this is all excited for you, but it's late. You need all your energy resting for another day," Rosiepuff said with a gentle smile.

Shiningstar yawned loudly as he stretched his arms. "She's right. I'm pooped. Night, Wood."

"Night, Star," Wood bid farewell as his friend left the pod. Rhythm was next out the door and finally, Big Bash, but before he left the door, he turned to Wood.

"I'm glad that you've met a new friend, but be careful. Primrose isn't an easy troll to hang out with, so I suggest you don't waste your time with her." Then the big troll left, leaving Wood and Rosiepuff alone.

"Well, son, let us go to bed. You had a tired making day," Rosiepuff said, gently brushing his hair.

"I'll be there soon. I just want to see the moon from the window a little longer if you don't mind, Mom."

"Alright. Good night, my brave boy," She then kissed his forehead and hugged him, which he happily returned, and then went to bed.

Wood then went to the window and stared at the moon. For a moment, he thought he saw a glimpse of Primrose from the moon, but he knows that his mind is still set on her. Before going to bed, he still thought about her and hoped to see her once again. That fated meeting brought them closer and he knew that it was not a coincidence. Perhaps it was... destiny.

"Primrose, I'll see her again. I know I'll will."

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Song Credit: "My Heart Will Go On" by Celine Dion

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