Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from the Trolls franchise, I just own Melody.

A mystic melody.


"It appears that you've got a very healthy baby troll growing in there, your majesties."

Dr. Plum Plimsy had been previously using her stethoscope to check on the heartbeat of the growing unborn life as she finished up her examination of the egg nestled in Branch's hair and smiled at the Royal couple as she informed them of the good news, then she started to pack away her equipment and stuffed them into her little nurses kit that was made from leaves.

The doctor wore a very big smile on her face as she started to hear the King ask with what she could register as pure anxiety in his voice.

"A-And you're sure that nothing's wrong with it?" Branch asked, wringing his hands together in an anxious gesture.

The purple troll with green hair simply smiled at the anxious King and gave a confident nod of her head. She'd dealt with anxious parents plenty of times in her time as a physician and (given Branches' background filled with paranoia) she knew that she'd have to try and reassure him as much as he could.

"Positive, King Branch. I'm absolutely sure that it will come out as healthy as can be."

Branch was very slightly comforted by the physician troll's words. The royal blue troll felt his muscles sink and relax very slightly and he could feel his own racing heart slow down. He was relieved to hear that there was nothing wrong with his son/daughter thus far and he even withdrew a deep breath that he had no idea that he'd been holding in.

Poppy was more than happy to thank the doctor for her work as she stepped up to stand right beside her husband and she gave a grateful nod of her head in a nonverbal gesture of appreciation. She, like her husband, was relieved that the flower was in good health yet she also couldn't help but wonder whether or not she should give getting Branch outside for a bit a good go because she wanted to get a bit of sunshine.

Her grin dropped just a hint and she glanced over at Branch when he wasn't looking, a look of longing gleaming within her eyes. She knew how much time Branch would spend in the nursery pod and she was happy to see that he wanted to keep a sharp eye on it yet she also feared how unhealthy it was to spend so much time indoors.

Besides, she missed spending time walking in the sunshine with him...

A knowing smile spread across Dr. Plum's face, she noticed the queen's saddened look and she placed a reassuring hand on Poppy's shoulder. She suggested with a playful sisterly aura surrounding her, "You know...why don't you and King Branch go out and spend some time in the sunshine?"

Poppy sighed shakily.

It seemed that the doctor was very perceptive.

She still felt unsure about it despite how much she wanted it. Would Branch budge to this idea? Can she get him to agree with this? She might as well give it a try. It was when she glanced over to the doctor, noticing the nod of encouragement she gave, that reinforced her determination to get Branch off his backside and outside.

She narrowed her eyes and walked straight over to Branch, whom sat in a corner of the nursery pod. He had this bored look in his icy blue eyes as he appeared to have been so bored that he was seconds away from drifting off into a deep, deep sleep.

The queen of the trolls leaned down and seized a tight grip on Branch's arm, startling him into an alerted state of mild panic.

Branch's eyes went wide and his jaw went slack for a split second as he peered up rather drowsily into the renewed-with-determination-in-her-eyed wife. His heart almost jumped out of his chest because of how startling all of this was and he was sure that he would've died from a heart attack if he wasn't married to Poppy.

"Branch!" Poppy exclaimed boldly and with a tone that suggested that she wasn't taking "no" as an answer in this arguement, "You've been sitting on your backside for too long and we gotta get some good ol' sunshine!"

Branch looked up at her reluctantly.

"B-B-But, what about the egg? What if it hatches?"

Poppy gestured to Doctor Plum with a swift wave of her hand in response, "Then we'll get Dr Plum. C'mon, dear! When was the last time you went out and sang a little song?"

"Well, we do need some fresh air...I guess it'll be okay as long as we stay close to the pod..."

Poppy was surprised.

That was much easier than she had expected!

She grabbed his hand and leapt to her own two feet, dragging Branch up to stand on his own two feet as well. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes determinedly and she puffed out her chest as she then stepped behind the azure blue troll and started to push and shove him towards the direction of the exit of the nursery pod.

"Come on!" She exclaimed to her very perplexed husband joyfully "Time for a little morning song!"

As the royal husband and wife left the scene, Dr. Plum waved after them with a jolly smile on her face. She was happy that Branch was getting out for some air because he really needed a little bit more than what he'd already been getting, and she didn't want to have the new king have to deal with illness due to this later down the road.


Due to being inside the pod for a prolonged period of time, the sunlight appeared more powerful than normal as Branch stepped outside. The blue troll could feel the powerful rays of sunbeams sting his eyeballs and cause his poor pupils to dilate in protest of being stung by such harsh beams.

He couldn't help but raise his arm and use it to try and shield his poor eyes whilst both Poppy and himself ventured outside of the pod.

It was a beautiful sunny day. The sunlight beaming down was nice and warm and the emerald grass was luscious and was slightly wet due to the fact that the day before was quite rainy, a couple blades of grass had a few lingering drops of rain on them and that created a sparkly/glittery effect on the grass to make it more pretty.

The atmosphere was as just as warm as the sun.

Whilst Branch was momentarily blinded, Poppy grabbed his hand and escorted him further out of the nursery pod and they both walked over towards the Troll village where several Trolls quickly noticed that not only was their King out and about and they couldn't help but become excitable while they ran towards their King and their queen.

Branch was only just letting his eyes adjust to the lighting and it appeared that the instant Poppy and Branch had even entered the village, they were bombarded with questions.

"Queen Poppy!"

"Your highnesses, when will the new prince or princess be born?"

"How's the baby doing?"

"Will it hatch soon?"

"Queen Poppy, the children miss you! When will you read to them again?"

"When are you going to tell us what you've named the baby?"

"How're you gonna juggle being King and queen with raising a little troll?"

"Queen Poppy, King Branch!"

"Over here, your highnesses!"

"No, over here!"

Branch frowned uncomfortably, feeling rather taken aback by all these questions being aimed and fired at both himself and his wife all at once. He was seriously regretting leaving the nursery pod now. He quickly looked over to Poppy and he noticed that she was smiling uncomfortably, signalling that she was feeling a little taken aback as well. How could either of them answer any of these questions if they were just being sling-shot at them.

Branch couldn't help but subconsciously hold Poppy close to him as though afraid that she'd float off and abandon him should he let go.

"Alright! Alright! That's enough!"

A loud, booming voice that was filled with authority silenced the curious trolls and they all turned to face the one whom silenced them, they all became thunderstruck when they saw former-King Peppy giving the lot of them each the same stern glare one would give when scolding a child for misbehaving; the trolls bowed respectfully to Peppy, feeling awfully bad for overwhelming the couple with their many questions, and they watched while he strolled passed the lot of them and approached both Poppy and Branch with slow steps.

The elder troll's frizzy, gray-streaked-with-fuchsia-pink moustache almost concealed a smile that was gentle yet kind-hearted and his old yet wise eyes were like cinnamon swirls of warmth.

"Daddy!" Poppy hardly wasted another moment before she broke out of her husband's grasp and threw her arms around the former king and her father. She couldn't help but bask in the comforting heat that radiated from his very being that had made her feel safe since she had been a youngling.

Former-king Peppy exhaled through his nostrils as he savoured the feeling of holding his little girl in his arms. He, like his daughter, loved hugging her because it would always make him feel whole and like his mission in life was fulfilled; in fact he'd felt that he'd succeeded in life from the very first time he held Poppy in his arms on the day she blossomed from her troll flower. He gently stroked her dark pink hair with his fingers, combing the tufts of hair.

Branch could only stand there awkwardly, observing the exchange in silence as his wife hugged her father with a soft grin tugging at the corners of his lips. He had to wonder if he'd have the same sort of connection with his son/daughter one day?

It felt like an eternity flew by before Peppy and Poppy parted from their embrace and Poppy asked her father and the rest of the trolls with a certain sly glint shimmering inside her eyes, "So, everybody..." She trailed off for a moment before she continued, shouting so loud that her voice echoed throughout the whole valley, "...WHOSE READY TO SING THEIR HEART OUT!?"

Before anybody could even register what was happening, Poppy started to sing.

"Whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time
Whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time..."

She started off by singing in a sweet musical voice that glided softly through the atmosphere like a bird taking flight through the crisp air of Autumn. Her singing voice very nearly made her husband swoon as both she and Branch, leading the other trolls into a musical number, started to sway their hips in a dancing fashion.

Then Branch followed suit and sung the first verse with a rather relaxed smile making its way on to his face. He spun on the spot and then jumped, clicking his heels while in the air, kicking up grass and dirt as he did so, and landed perfectly on both feet.

"Woke up on the right side of the bed,
What's up with this Prince song inside my head?
Hands up if you're down to get down tonight...
'Cause it's always a good time."

Poppy closed her eyes, leaned in and stole a kiss on the cheek from Branch whilst she took his left hand and started to twirl him on his feet enthusiastically. Her purple eyes were wide in their sockets yet her smile was so big that it was practically blinding to look at, seriously Poppy's whole face was dominated by the humongous smile on her face!

Branch could hardly hold back a lovestruck smile himself as he let himself be spun around as his dearly beloved led him whilst she took his hand in both her own two hands, he continued to sing.

"Slept in all my clothes like I didn't care,
Hopped into a bus, take me anywhere,
I'm in if you're down to get down tonight.
'Cause it's always a good time!"

Poppy, still holding Branch's left hand with both her hands, spun the both of them around and around. She started to sing beautifully as she took over from Branch with her whole aura radiating with more joy and optimism then she would have felt ever before.

"Good morning and good night...
I wake up at twilight..."

Branch and Poppy ceased spinning and sung in a harmonious duet, both their eyes closing as they both created such a romantic atmosphere which could've made every single heart in the area melt.

"It's gonna be alriiiight..."

The blue and pink troll couple sang in harmony, each stood back-to-back of each other, and they both snapped their fingers simultaneously which then signalled Cooper, Biggie and Mr. Dinkles, Guy Diamond, Tiny Diamond, the Fashion twins (Satin and Chenille) and Smidge to carry on from where the queen and king had left off -they bounced around joyfully as they sang as loud as they could.

"We don't even have to try
It's always a good time!"

The snack-pack carried on dancing and singing, almost unaware that every other troll in the village had started to sing and dance along with them and the new singers had even managed to sneak in a few hugs. The small group didn't seem to mind, however, and just went with the flow as they almost always do even though they were being led by their Royal monarchs when it came to synchronised choreography.

"Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time
Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,"

Branch and Poppy took each other's hands, Poppy's left hand clasping Branch's right, and they both lowered their heads and closed their eyes as they kicked up dirt with their dancing feet that clicked against the earth beneath them. They loved singing together and, even more, they adored each other so they were more then happy to do this rather than fret about other things.

"We don't even have to try, it's always a good time!"

Poppy twirled on her feet, reaching a hand up into her hair and pulling out her prized cowbell along with its beater stick. She used the stick to hit the gold acoustic instrument in time with the song that was being sung right now -the queen adored her cowbell since she had it for as long as she could remember and she always loved to make sweet music with it during these every-morning musicals.

She started to sing her solo verse as she narrowed her eyes in determination, stomped her left foot on the ground rhythmically, and hit her cowbell so hard that almost everybody could hear it.

"Freaked out, dropped my pen in the pool again,
Checked out of my pod as we dance again,
Let's hang out if you're down to get down tonight..."

Poppy twirled the beating stick in her fingers, then catching it mid-spin while she looked at her surroundings quickly. She noticed that all the trolls were wearing determined smiles on their faces and some of them seemed to be in awe of her amazingly awesome yet beautiful singing voice, which made her heart swell to the size of a giant watermelon, and she saw her dear King stood next to her.

"'Cause it's always a good time..."

Poppy looked to Branch and grinned adoringly at him as she let him take over the song, still beating her cowbell as hard as she could.

"Good morning and good night,
I wake up at twilight,
It's gonna be alright we don't even have to try
It's always a good time!"

Branch skipped forwards while he was doing some sort of a dance-like jog. His earlier fears were dismissed as he was now just focused on getting through this morning song because not only did he believe that he owed it to his subjects (being their King and all) but he also wanted to completely immerse himself in it to distract himself from certain things that had troubled him lately...like his nightmares, for example, since they had been driving him to distraction.

"Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time!
Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time!"

The rest of troll village joined in on their king's singing, almost all of them using their hair to stretch them and create multiple forms and other such stylish things to add some "pizazz" to this musical number of all that is awesome in the eyes of the trolls.

"Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time!
Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time!"

Branch stopped singing for a minute, smirked knowingly and outstretched his arm and pointed a dramatic finger over to the snack pack. He knew that the Snack pack would probably want a turn with the morning song and they were good friends with both him and with Poppy so he felt that they deserved some spotlight in the morning song.

"Doesn't matter when,
It's always a good time then."

Cooper took a turn with the song, making it sound like more of a rap then an actual song but he didn't really care. The llama-like funk troll creature stomped his turquoise feet on the ground as he shook his pink, round, fluffy body and bobbed his head in time with the music.

"Doesn't matter where,
It's always a good time there~"

Biggie cradled Mr. Dinkles in his arms, the adorable little worm creature mewing contentedly, and deftly stomped both his rather big feet on the ground while he wagged his hips and grinned happily and then he shuffled Mr. Dinkles into his left forearm and started clapping his hands to the beat, his claps intermingling with Poppy's cowbell.

"Doesn't matter when,
It's always a good time theeeen..."

Guy Diamond held on to Tiny Diamond as he sang this verse as he and everybody else in the troll village jumped high into the air, fists raised high as they all proceeded to make an exclamation in unison.

"ITS ALWAYS A GOOD TIME!"

Everybody sung their hearts out, especially as they were being led by their King and queen, and they started to extend their hairstyles out into various celebratory shapes and designs -some of the trolls even using their own hair to elevate themselves into higher positions since they wanted to make their singing more projected then it was already.

Branch had grabbed on tight to Poppy, using his royal blue hair to pull her close to him, and it wrapped around her as he closed his eyes and lovingly kissed his wife's head as he nuzzled her, even scooping her up into his arms, carrying her bridal style, and spinning her around as they continued to sing their lungs out.

"Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time!
Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time!"

Branch, still holding Poppy in his arms, used his hair to reach to an offshoot that was quite high and he could feel it coil around the large side shoot that was so hide that it was mostly concealed from view. He pulled both himself and Poppy up into the air and only let his hair unwrap itself from the offshoot whence he was only halfway up -then he fell and conveniently fell right on top of a troll pyramid that formed beneath him.

Every troll was just finishing up the song with the last verse, all singing in harmony.

"Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
It's always a good time,
Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh,
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time."

Everybody panted heavily as they remained in their finishing poses, recovering from their huge musical number.

Usually doing the morning song would leave just about everybody a bit tired due to how much they have been putting into their performances lately -everybody breathlessly yet slowly dismounted off of one another, their hairs retracting back to their normal state, yet it was as they were doing this that a sudden shaking and shuddering was felt in his hair.

Branch started to feel this huge sense of panic overload as he fell to his knees and curled his arms around himself as if keeping himself warm, his eyes constantly glued to the fuzz atop his head. He was trying his best not to let himself get too anxious —especially not as every single pop troll gathered around them to see what was going on.

Poppy had frozen momentarily when Branch collapsed, noticing a soft and subtle tremor of the blue troll's hair.

It started to dawn on her what was happening and looked at her king with soft yet excited eyes.

"Branch, is this...!?"

Branch nodded his head, a look of immense urgency on his face.

"Yeah! I think it's coming!"


A/N: Here's a new chapter, everyone! Now it's time to prepare for the next two chapters and then we'll move forward from the prologue and on to the main story.

Thank you very much for the wonderful reviews and responses and I hope you lot continue to enjoy the rest of this fic because I'm enjoying writing it. You lot are supremely awesome and I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

The song, btw, is "Good time" by Owl city and Carly Rae Jepsen.

I'll try and update tomorrow.

-Chloemcg