Here's chapter 16!

Sorry for the slight delay, this chapter was slightly difficult to work with.

Enjoy!

Reby Montana - Step by step, Branch will appear, just not right away. Yeah, morning sickness is the worst, especially if it's constant. I love that part too. Wood will be the best father Branch will get.

Black Raider - Sounds like the previous chapter was a success to get many good reviews from you. I needed to make it sound a little serious about Primrose's condition, so I added the Frigi Flu. Your work is a wonder to read and love. Thanks for your opinion.

mlpfanceline1 - Who doesn't, right? Baby Branch will come in a couple or more chapters to go.

A Blue Angel Born From Love

Chapter 16: Branch: A Name Fit for a Hero

-Back in the present-

"Wow! I'm happy that your father was excited when he found out your mom was pregnant. I was afraid he wouldn't want the baby or even consider being a father," Poppy said.

"Yes, I'm glad too. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here today," Branch winked playfully. Poppy and Guy laughed.

"So, what happens next?" Poppy asked.

"Well, Mom, Dad, and Grandma started preparing for their new role as parents and grandmother and preparing the welcome of the new life that will come to them," Branch replied.

"By that, you mean you," Guy Diamond added.

"Obviously! Anyway, it was the beginning of the new life and we'll get to the rest of that story...right after I hit the restroom!" Branch immediately stood up, stomped his feet like they were on hot coals, and took off away from his spot.

"Finally! I needed a potty break!" Guy Diamond agreed as he stood up, crossing his legs. "I've been holding it for an hour!"

"What? You have to go now when we're getting to the good part?" Poppy whined.

"Nature calls, Poppy. You don't want to ignore it! Believe me!" Branch yelled out. Poppy only sighed, putting her chin on her palm.

A few minutes passed by and finally, Branch and Guy Diamond returned. Looks of relief were planted on their faces. "Whoo! I feel like a new troll. Light as a feather!" Guy Diamond exhaled and sat down. Branch sat down next to Poppy who eagerly waited.

"Okay, now that we're good, back to the story," Branch said. "As I was saying, since discovering about the pregnancy, my family's been busy in preparing for my arrival. Their lives had forever changed for the better, if I do say so myself."

-Back to the past-

The word of Primrose's pregnancy had spread all across the village, thanks to a special pink queen of theirs. When all their friends heard the news, they couldn't wait for the baby to be born. But none are as happier as the soon to be parents.

Since given the big news, Wood couldn't contain his joy. He would often daydream of a new life with their new son or daughter and no ill thought, not even the Bergens or Trollstice, could extinguish Wood's happy daydreams.

Rosiepuff was super excited to be a grandmother. She already made plenty of baby clothes, pajamas, and even warm blankets for both genders, just in case. Despite the hardships they endured and the difficult reminders of the Bergens coming for Trollstice, a new life is something to cherish and to celebrate, whether it is your own baby or not.

And Primrose, now feeling relieved to have told Wood her secret, is preparing for her journey to parenthood. It has only been a week since she and Wood found out about the baby, and Primrose was already showing the signs. She would get weird cravings and sudden mood swings, and Wood would always fear the mood swings, because when Primrose was in a bad mood, she becomes even scarier than a Bergen. He still loves her, however, just not the mood swings.

But the first few weeks were hard for Primrose. Her morning sickness had caused her to be so ill that she was barely able to even stand. When it wouldn't stop, Wood had taken her to the doctor. After examining her symptoms, the doctor advised her to be in bed rest for a few weeks. The idea was unlikeable, but for the sake of their child, they're willing to do it.

Once her bed resting days began, she would often lay in bed, her back supported by pillows. She would read a book to pass the time as well as sing songs, do scrapbooking with Joy whenever she visited, or even sew along with Rosiepuff. Primrose enjoyed her time with them, but her nausea sometimes ruin the fun. Luckily, she always kept a bucket with her in case of losing her contents. There are times when she would be busy puking on the toilet with Wood by her side, comforting her and rubbing her back. Wood hated seeing his love so ill and weak, but for now, the only thing he could do was comfort during that time.

He then decided that he couldn't make the sickness or any mood swings go away, but he could, at least, make sure that Primrose get all the nurturing she needs. One day, Wood went out for the day while Primrose rested. He didn't come back until later tonight. Primrose woke up after hearing Wood coming in.

"Wood, is that you?" Primrose greeted. She was surprised to see Wood by the door, looking like he's been through a jungle. His hair was messy and full of leaves while his clothes and face was dirty. He then showed his hands which held sacks of food and herbs gathered from the forest. "What's all this?" Primrose said, wondering what he did.

"Something to lighten your day," Wood smiled.

Later on, Wood began preparing a special meal for her and for himself while Primrose watched him cook. Wood had diced some mushrooms, herbs, and vegetables and added them to the pot he's using.

"You need some help?" Primrose asked while walking near the table. She currently wore a purple and pink robe over her pajamas.

"Oh, no," Wood shook his head, waving a finger. "My wife should not be working tonight. Besides, this is my treat for you and our baby to enjoy." He smiled as he stirred the ingredients together.

Primrose smelled the delicious scent in the area. It smelled so good that she could practically taste it. And she's even more impressed knowing that Wood is a great cook as well.

After about half an hour, Wood had finished his treat and brought it over to the table. He lifted the pot cover and showed her a well made, delicious, vegetable soup with some herbs that might ease her stomach pains. Wood served some for her and then for himself. Primrose grabbed her spoon and took a sip from the soup. She smiled when she loved the taste.

"Mmm. It's delicious!" Primrose said happily.

"I'm glad you liked it," Wood rested his head on his palm with a grin. "This is the same soup Mom used to make when I had stomach pains or when I was sick. The herbs inside are what truly help ease your morning sickness, at least, I hope they do."

"Well, I'm feeling quite better already, but not because of the soup. It's because of you, Wood. You did all this just for me."

"Not just you. For our baby as well," Wood pointed to her belly. "Even he or she needs to give you a break. Now eat as much as you like. Remember, you're eating for two now."

"I will," Primrose proceeded to have another sip, only to burn her tongue due to the hot temperature. "Ah! Ow, ow!" She yelled, fanning her mouth with her hands.

"Careful! It's hot," Wood pointed out.

"You think?!"

Wood could only chuckle as he then blew his soup before taking a sip. Even though, he enjoyed his meal, he could only eat slowly for he was busy watching his wife before him. Even pregnant with their baby, she still looks as radiant as the sun itself, beautiful as a rose, and graceful as a wave. Her beauty is truly a magnificent image to behold and he's lucky for she is his one true love, his wife, and soon, the mother of their unborn child. What had he done to deserve her? Well, even without an answer, he doesn't care. All he cares now is that he's with her until their duo becomes a trio.

After their meal, both trolls were got themselves ready for bed. Primrose was in their bed, reading a book while Wood washed himself in the bathroom. She later gaze upon him entering the room from the steamy bathroom, indicating he just got out of a hot bath. He wore a white pajama shirt with brown shorts and was drying his hair with a towel.

"How are you feeling?" Wood asked as he came to her.

"Better. At least for now. Who knows if tomorrow I'll be in another roller coaster of morning sickness and mood swings?" She replied worriedly.

"It's natural. At least you get to sleep peacefully tonight," Wood said, hopping to bed beside her. "So, what ya reading?"

"The usual book for first time parents: 'What to Expect when you're Expecting?'" She said, showing him the book cover.

"Well, that's helpful," he said.

"At least it's better than the other book I've saw which I bet Ivy would love to recommend me. It's called 'So You've Ruined your Life.' Charming, isn't it?" Primrose sarcastically said.

Wood chuckled at her joke. Even when expecting, it doesn't change her sweet and funny spirit which he so truly loves. "So...if you have anything to talk about or any questions, you know I'm here to listen."

"I know and you'll be the first to know. And with you around, you make every moment more memorable than ever and this pregnancy more bearable," she added. Wood smiled as he and Primrose shared a kiss together. "So, Wood, you're hoping for a son, aren't you?" She suddenly asked.

Wood was surprised. Sure it's too soon to confirm the baby's gender, but still, one might wonder what the baby will be. "I...well, actually..." Wood stammered and then gulped before shyly answering. "I'm not really sure. But I believe that it's not my choice. The baby will be what he or she wants to be. I don't care what gender it is as long as it's healthy and beautiful."

Primrose chuckled at Wood's shy answer. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, Wood. Why, every father ultimately would want a son, so that he may carry on in his footsteps whether he's a warrior, farmer, or even a singer.

"Even King Peppy?" Wood wondered.

"Only Joy might know that. But I believe Peppy doesn't care if he ends up with either a girl or boy in the future. As long as he has a healthy heir to his throne, that's all that matters."

"I wonder when they'll have their own prince or princess. Hopefully soon," Wood hoped. "But then again, when they have their child, I hope it would be when we're far away from those Bergens. For our child's sake, when it's born, I hope they never have any contact with them."

"I understand, but we'll make it through this. There will be bad times and there will be accidents, but all we can do is hope for the best," Primrose said, while holding Wood's hand tenderly. "As long as you're here with me, our baby will be protected."

"Thanks, my love, and I will always be with you," he kissed her forehead lovingly. "I just hope that I'll be a good father. After losing mine..." He sighed. "I didn't get the chance to learn how to be one."

"You'll learn and for what it's worth, you're already a great father," Primrose kindly stated. This made Wood feel proud and happy.

"And you're a great mother, Prim," he said, letting his forehead touch hers. Primrose then yawned tiredly. "Getting sleepy?"

She nodded. "I have to rest before the baby gives me any trouble," she softly patted her belly.

"Alright, but first, let me have a little chat with our child," Wood pleaded. Primrose couldn't resist as she positioned herself for Wood to lower his head and speak through her belly. "Hello in there. This is your daddy speaking." Primrose chuckled softly at his cute attempt to talk to the baby. "I may not know what your name will be yet, but I'm glad to know that you're growing healthy and strong. I just want you know that you're lucky because your mother is the best and most beautiful troll of all. She is also a magnificent singer with a voice of an angel that will always make you feel safe. I wonder what you'll inherited from us and what colors you'll have. But just so you know, I don't care if you're a boy or girl. All I want is for you to be healthy, strong, but most of all, happy. I can't wait for the day I would hold you in my arms for the first time and for the day I would hear your voice. Just know that your mother and I will always love you forever."

Primrose felt so moved by his speech that she shed some happy tears as both parents placed their hands over their growing baby. No matter how long will it take, they'll just continue loving their baby and talking to it until the day they'll see him or her with their own very eyes.

-Four months later-

A few months have gone by and the village is still prospering. It was a beautiful day with signs of autumn showing around the area. Leaves are beginning to turn to golden colors with some shades of red and orange, the air is getting cooler, and plenty of crops are getting ready for the harvest picking.

The trolls are, as usual, content with the season. But some trolls, such as Peppy, are beginning to get worried. This year, Trollstice still hasn't arrived and the year was more than halfway over. It's only a matter of time before it comes around the corner. But until then, they'll stay alert for any signs of their enemies.

As for our familiar trolls, their lives are changing with each great new discoveries. Thorn and Ivy's son, Creek, had recently learned to walk and speak small words such as "mama", "dada", and "namaste."

Olivia's belly was at its limit and was due any day now, making Big Bash so excited and nervous that he's making cupcakes non-stop.

And Shiningstar and Amethyst were also expecting a baby. They've discovered the news a couple of weeks after they've married. Like Primrose, Amethyst was about four months pregnant and Shiningstar was never happier. Sometimes he couldn't contain his joy and end up exploding glitter around. That's Shiningstar for you.

At this moment, Primrose, now showing her growing belly, was getting ready to see the doctor. She is now finally able to determine the baby's gender which will possibly make it easier to name him or her later on. She told Wood that she's prefer to go alone. That way, when she comes home, she'll surprise him with the news.

"Don't worry, Wood. I'll come back straight home right after the doctor. It'll be fine," Primrose assured him.

"I know, but you know me. I just can't wait to see what we're going to have. Grandma's been asking me about it for days," Wood replied. "Not to mention, I get to stop saying 'he or she' all the time."

"She's not the only one. Joy and the others wondered too. It's just so wonderful that many new lives are being born and growing in this village. After so many losses last year, it might be time to take a turn for the better," Primrose added.

"Hey, let's forget about the bad times. This is a new day and a great one so far," Wood said, while cupping her cheek. "How about this? After the doctor, let's go to our special Willow tree, won't we?"

"I think it's a great idea. We haven't been there in a while with our little bundle giving us trouble even though he or she isn't even born yet," Primrose agreed while rubbing her belly.

"Well, have a good day. A lovely kiss for my wife..." Wood smiled as he kissed Primrose. He then bend his knees to be at her belly's level. "...and a kiss for our beautiful baby." He kissed her belly, feeling the baby moving around. Seeing that their baby is growing healthy and strong has made them feel both proud and happy.

It wasn't long until Primrose had reached the doctor's pod where she could see various patients in the waiting room. She saw that each one had a reason to see the doctor.

There was a mother troll with her child whom was playing with some toy blocks, possibly for the trolling's checkup. There were a couple of trolls that had bandages and a cast on one arm, others were there for their medicine and/or shots, which can be seen from their nervous faces that they're not enthusiastic about it. And finally, there were a few future mother trolls which, like her, had growing bellies. Some were due any day while some were just starting like her.

Primrose walked to the receptionist and informed her of her appointment. "The doctor will attend to you later on. Please, take a seat and we'll notify your turn when she's ready," the receptionist informed respectfully.

"Thank you very much," Primrose kindly replied. She then walked towards where the mother trolls were seated and sat down. In the seat next to her sat an amethyst colored glitter troll. She had dark purple hair, pale blue eyes, and wore a dark pink dress with purple diamonds on it. Primrose noticed that her belly shared a similar size as hers, indicating that probably both their babies will be born around the same time.

Some time had passed and many trolls had come and gone. Primrose and the other troll were the only ones left in the mother's section. To pass the time, Primrose read some books and sometimes went to have a cup of water. Sometimes, she would often hum along but softly so that she wouldn't disturb the others.

Hearing her hum, the glitter troll turned to her. "Nervous?"

Primrose halted her humming and nodded. "More like excited," she said. "But I bet my husband is more nervous and excited than I am."

The other troll giggled. "I bet. My husband's probably the same way. How far along are you?"

"About 4 1/2 months."

"Really? Mine too! Only maybe less by a couple of weeks," the glitter troll replied. "By the way, I'm Amethyst."

"Amethyst? Wait a minute, you're Shiningstar's wife, aren't you?" Primrose asked. Amethyst nodded. "I'm Primrose, but my friends call me Prim. Nice to meet you! Or should I say, nice to finally meet you."

"Oh, yeah! You're Wood's wife! My husband, Shiningstar, has told me all about you two. Both of you make a wonderful couple and duet."

"Thanks, so I've been told," Prim chuckled.

"I'm sorry that we didn't get a chance to meet face to face. I imagine that Shiningstar had told you why I didn't come to your wedding. Of all the rotten luck for my dress to shred on your big day!" Amethyst shook her head in embarrassment.

"Don't worry. Shiningstar told us everything. We would never think less of you because of that," Primrose assured her. "I should be the one apologizing since I also didn't appear at your wedding. Wood was willing to stay for my sake, but I told him to go for the both of us."

"I understand. You were unwell, but it's because of your little bundle, isn't it?" Amethyst pointed at her belly.

"Yes, but I will never blame him or her for what's happened. It's natural," Primrose rubbed her belly. "I guess we're lucky to have such kind, loyal husbands whom are best friends to each other."

"Indeed," Amethyst agreed. "So, if I may ask, are you hoping for a boy or girl?"

"I wouldn't mind having either one, but my heart tells me that it's a boy."

"What makes you say that? How can you be sure?" Amethyst wondered.

"I can't explain it. Whenever I think of my baby, I see a beautiful boy like an angel with the most beautiful voice in the world," Primrose explained thoughtfully.

"Wow. I hope it all turns out okay," Amethyst said kindly. "As long as it's healthy, that's all that matters."

"Thank you. And what about you?"

"Me? Well, my husband just won't stop rambling about having a boy, and for his sake, I hope we do," Amethyst said as she chuckled. "Heaven knows what will happen if we end up with a girl."

"Most men would want to have a son so that they could follow in their footsteps," Primrose said. "But I'm sure that Wood would love our child no matter the gender."

"That's sounds like Wood alright. So I assume that you have thought of a name for your child?" Amethyst asked.

"Well, for a girl, I've thought either Angel or Willow, but for a boy, I'm afraid that we're still working on that. What about you?"

"Well, I would name her Sunny should she be a girl, but for a boy, I don't know. What about Glitter?"

"Sounds kinda girly to me," Primrose said honestly.

"Maybe Disco?"

"Sounds more like a dance cry."

"Sparkles?"

"Okay, that's embarrassing!" Primrose laughed.

"It's no use. What do I name a little guy whose skin shines like a diamond?"

Primrose then thought for a moment and then realized an answer. "Wait, you've already named him."

"What?" Amethyst wondered confusingly.

"A little guy with diamond skin."

"That's not a name," Amethyst disagreed.

"Yes, it is," Primrose smiled. "Diamond. Guy Diamond."

"Guy Diamond. Guy Diamond..."Amethyst rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "I like it. It's perfect! Thank you!"

"Happy to help," Primrose nodded, feeling happy for her new friend.

As they talked, the nurse came in holding a clipboard. She had lilac hair and yellow skin, wearing a nurse's uniform. "Primrose? We're ready for you."

"Show's starting. Wish me luck." Primrose stood up and headed towards the nurse. "I'll see you soon, Amethyst!"

"Me too, Prim, and thanks! Good luck!" Amethyst waved.

Primrose followed the nurse inside and entered the sonogram room. The nurse told her that she should get comfortable and the doctor will be with her in a moment. Primrose lied down on the reclining seat. She looked around the room, seeing various posters and instruments. She was slightly nervous and hoped more for her baby's health than the gender.

After about five minutes, the young doctor, Dr. Plum, came. She was a young light purple troll with lime green hair which had bandages on her hair. "Good morning, Primrose. How are you today?"

"Happy and well, thank you," Primrose replied.

"That's good. Okay, I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions before we begin, is that okay with you?" Dr. Plum asked.

"Ask away, doctor," Primrose replied.

"Alright. So how far along are you?" The doctor asked.

"About 4 months and a half," Primrose answered.

"And where's the lucky father?"

"Oh, Wood's back home and I'd rather surprise him with the news later on. He's already nervous and the baby's not here yet."

"All first time fathers go through this phase. So how did it go with the pregnancy? Any weird cravings or whatnot?" The doctor asked again, writing down the information given to her on her clipboard.

"Well, the morning sickness was unbearable. I could barely stand and was in bed rest for weeks. But Wood made sure that I was comfortable during that time. The mood swings were unexpected and it scared Wood sometimes." They both chuckled at that thought. "As for the cravings, well, sometimes I had cupcakes with some vegetables, soup with watermelon, and one time, I had a triple decker peanut butter, nachos, and glitter sandwich which grossed Wood out."

"Crazy cravings. You either eat more than you could chew or make really, really unusual recipes," the doctor chuckled. "Okay, everything's sound okay. So, are you ready to see what you're having?"

"As I'll ever be," Primrose grinned.

"Alright, then. Let's get started," Dr. Plum stated. She turned on the sonogram and applied the cold, ultrasound gel on her belly. While she used the ultrasound equipment, they both watched the screen. Suddenly, they both heard the sound of beating. It sounded fast and rhythmically.

"Is that..." Primrose gasped.

"Yep. That's your baby's heartbeat," The doctor nodded.

"It's so fast!"

"That's normal. And look who's here," she pointed at the screen. Primrose gasped at the sight. She saw the figure of a small little trolling growing inside her. "There's your baby, see? And congratulations, it's a little boy."

"A boy?" Primrose shockingly asked.

"Yep, see? There's his little arms and legs, and there's his, well, you know, proof that indicates is a boy," Dr. Plum chuckled. "All looks well from here. And in a few months, he'll come to the world."

"He's so beautiful. My little angelic one," Primrose whispered, feeling overjoyed.

"Sure got yourself a cute little one. It's always a pleasure to know the future trolls that will come to us and help them arrive to our world. Alright, let's take the first picture of the baby for Daddy to see."

Primrose kept on staring at her baby's picture on the screen with a smile on her face. She just couldn't believe that she and Wood are having a son and couldn't wait for the day he'll be born. After receiving the picture, Primrose thanked the doctor and left.

On the way out, she saw Amethyst on the way. "So how'd it go?" Amethyst asked hopefully.

Primrose smiled. "It's a boy!"

Amethyst cheered and held her hands. Both girls were happy for each other. "Congrats. All that's left is to figure out what I'm having. Finding out that you're having a boy makes me hope that mine is one too, not for the sake of Shiningstar, but for our babies to be friends forever."

"I'll pray for that soon enough," Primrose agreed. Just then, their hug time bracelets went off. "Couldn't think of a better time for a hug now."

"Right on time," Amethyst chuckled. They embraced each other in a tight hug and while they hugged, they felt movement inside their belly. If they didn't know any better, they would say that their babies attempted to hug each other as well. "You felt that, didn't you?"

"I sure did. Our babies are getting acquainted despite not really knowing each other. I guess it's because we're friends now."

"Best friends," Amethyst suggested which Primrose nodded in agreement. "I'm so glad to have finally met you, Primrose, and I can't wait to meet your little boy."

"Neither can I," Primrose agreed. "Hope all's well with your baby."

"Yeah. See ya later."

"See ya," Primrose bid farewell to her new friend and hoped to see her more often.

-Back in the present-

"And that's how my mom finally met your mom, Branch?" Guy Diamond asked.

Branch nodded. "Yep. And I'm glad they did. I mean, after so many chances being thrown away or interrupted at such unfortunate times, it's about time that they got to know each other."

"And I think that it was so cute that you two tried to hug each other during hug time despite being in your mommies' bellies," Poppy beamed at the cuteness.

The boys blushed in embarrassment. "Well, Poppy, it may sounded like that. But I don't know what really came over us that time. We didn't even know what hug time really was."

"That's the troll instincts in both of you. You can't deny it," Poppy pointed out.

"I guess that would make sense," Guy Diamond agreed. "And so, that's where my name came from. Your mother gave me that name! I didn't know that."

"Yeah. Your mother told me about it and wanted me to tell you that personally. It shows how much we share the same bonds as our parents did," Branch sighed in content. "And it's better than the other names they suggested. I mean, seriously. Sparkles and Disco? So not you!"

Guy laughed. "Yeah, but at least your girl names were precious."

"I agree," Poppy nodded. "Willow is majestic and it's honored by your parent's tree while I bet Angel is for your voice."

"I guess," Branch blushed, scratching the back of his head. "So, Poppy, what were your parents gonna name you if you turned out to be a boy?"

Poppy turned away but it didn't hide her face turning red. "You'll laugh."

"I promise I won't laugh...much," Branch muttered the last word to Shiningstar who stifled his chuckle.

Poppy stared at them nervously. She exhaled deeply and muttered. "It's...Peppy Jr."

"I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that," Branch said.

"It's Peppy Jr! Okay?" Poppy exclaimed.

Guy Diamond tried to hold it in, but instead burst out laughing. Branch hold his laughter in respect of his promise.

"You promised you wouldn't laugh!" Poppy glared angrily.

"I promise I wouldn't laugh. I didn't say Guy Diamond wouldn't," Branch reminded her. "But I admit that name is so... original. I bet I know which parent wanted that name."

"You know how my dad is. He's peppy. His name says so," Poppy declared proudly.

"And you're Poppy for a good reason. You're full of happiness and spirit. And have a tendency to pop out of nowhere, scaring the living daylights out of anyone, especially me," Branch smirked.

Poppy beamed innocently. "You know me so well."

"So, how did you get the name Branch, Branch?" Guy Diamond asked with Poppy eagerly wanting to know as well.

"Well, that happened a month later after my mom told dad about my gender. You should have seen him. Literally, jumping around the pod and running out the village screaming that it's a boy," Branch chuckled. "Anyway, my parents were at their favorite place, which is where we are now."

-Back to the past-

A month had passed by since the two parents discovered their baby's gender. Both parents and grandmother were thrilled and overjoyed by the news.

During that month, they prepared the baby's room. There was a small wooden crib with a soft mattress and a beautiful rainbow mobile that has beautiful charms such as a firefly, a troll figure, a sound note, a leaf, and a cupcake. There was a changing area, a rocking chair, and a rug.

Their friends were happy for them and for the others as well. After Primrose left from the doctor's office, Amethyst realized that she was also having a boy too. When she told Shiningstar about it, he was so happy that he filled the pod with glitter. He even loved the idea of naming the boy Guy Diamond. It sounded festive and unique. Since then, Amethyst and Primrose became close friends just like their husbands are.

Big Bash and Olivia became proud parents to a big boy about a week later after Primrose's appointment. Their son was a big, plump baby with dark blue skin and light teal hair similar to his dad. He has blue eyes which obviously came from his mother. They named him Biggie since his dad's named Big Bash and he's almost an exact image of his dad. They couldn't be any happier now that their family's complete.

One day, under a familiar willow tree were two very content trolls. Primrose lay onto Wood who sat against the tree's trunk, watching the beautiful day from under the shade. She gently rubbed her belly where her soon-to-be son grew inside every single day. She was humming a tune and smiled when she felt the baby's kicks.

"Hey, Wood. Look!" Primrose called him.

"What is it?" He asked, feeling concern.

She grabbed his hand and placed it onto her belly. "Listen." She then began to sing one of her favorite songs.

And I see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you

As she sang, Wood gasped as he felt the kicks in her belly in tuned with the singing. It was as if he was singing or dancing alongside the melody. "I can feel him. He likes the song. Or maybe he just loves your singing."

"Like you?" Primrose playfully smiled.

"You know me so well," Wood grinned and went in for a kiss which she happily returned. He then continued caressing her belly. "So, what shall we name our baby? Now that we know it's a boy, it might narrow our options."

"We could name him after your father," Primrose suggested.

"Oak?" Wood thought for a moment. "Well, it would be nice. I love my father and all, but I imagine that our son should have somewhat an original name yet unique. A name that means something to us and that we both love."

"There are so many names we could choose from. There's River, Rowan, Meadow, Sky, Echo, Stone, even Alder," Primrose gave some ideas.

"Those all sound nice, but I don't imagine our son having those names," Wood disagreed.

"Well, there's still plenty of time. We'll just keep thinking."

"Yeah, there's still months away to think of a name," Wood nodded. He sighed peacefully and gazed upon the tree and area around them. "You know, Primrose, somehow I always feel safe being near our willow tree," he commented as his wife listened. "Seeing all around us, you could certainly feel the branches surrounding us, providing us cover, protection, and a wonderful scenery to enjoy."

"Yeah, they do," Primrose agreed. But then, a sudden realization came to mind. "The branches..." She muttered as she gazed at the willow's branches surrounding them. "Wood, what do you think of the name...Branch?"

Wood then stared at her curiously. "Where did you get idea?"

She smiled. "Just look around you. The tree's branches are everywhere around us and if you think about it, they seemed to be embracing us just as our child will when he's born. Also, together with our names, represents our willow tree. Your name is Wood which represent the tree's bark. I am called Primrose, the flower which is the fruit and beauty of the tree. And finally, our son, Branch, after the branches of the tree which represents the force that holds all of it together. The three of us are connected to this tree and it is the place we all love and where our love began."

"Branch..." Wood pondered, stroking his chin. "Branch." He then smiled. "It's unique, strong, and it's a name that came from love. It's perfect. A perfect name for our angel. Branch." At that moment, he felt the baby's kick again at the sound of his new name. Both parents chuckled. "It seems he knows his name already."

"He likes his name just as we do," Primrose said lovingly.

Wood then lowered his head to her belly and softly spoke to his son. "Hello, Branch, fruit of my love, I'm so glad you like your name. Every time I feel your little kicks, I get so crazy because you are sweet, my son. I know that you are the most beautiful thing that I ever seen, trust me. Okay, I know that you are still in your mother's belly, but when you will be out, I will hug you. Until then, we'll just keep loving you. I love you, Branch."

Primrose held her tears of joy back as she listened to her love's sincere words. It's obvious that she chose the right troll to be her husband and the father of their son. She caressed his cheek lovingly, both eyes locked into each other. They closed in for a deep kiss once more, feeling proud and happy that they have each other and that they chose the perfect name for their son. Branch is truly a name fit for a boy. Fit for a hero. And definitely, fit for an angel born from love.

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Song Credit: A/N: "True Colors" by Justin Timberlake and Anna Kendrick

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