"Wow, daddy and his friends are a really good rock band!" a young voice said, belonging to a green-skinned troll girl with a tiny red mohawk wearing a black dress known as Princess Barbera, or Barb as she told the other kids to call her watching her dad, Thrash and his friends in their own rick band, as it was the Hard Rock Fest something that was a big deal to their people along with somethimg that Barbera looked forward to every year.
"Did you enjoy the concert, sweetie?" she heard her dad, Thrash ask, rollimg over to her in his motorised wheelchair which she thought was awesome, nodding getting onto his lap.
"Yep you and your friends were awesome, even the grown-ups thougjt so." Barb replied to him, as they were going home to their pod after a good night of music, plus it was way past her bedtime makimg Barb tired which Thrash thougjt sweet, tucking her into bed beside her favourite stuffed bat kissing her head making her giggle.
"Lobe you too dad." she said fallimg asleep.
The next morning after she woke up, Barb was surprised seeing a guitar on the kitchen table, making her think it was her dad's hearing Thrash chuckle when she showed him making her confused..
"Who else in this pod loves rock music just like me?" he said making her eyes widen in surprise, realising it was for her, hugging her dad making him chuckle wanting her to make friends, knowing being a princess, the other troll kds treated her different, like at the music festival last night, hopimg she would seeing her go practice after breakfast...
"Awww, that was such a sweet story, Barb!" Poppy said to Barb.
It was a few days after the picnic and helping her find her pet bat, Debbie, Barb was with Poppy at her pod since they were becoming friends, which the others were beginning to see, especially Branch plus after adding a photo of Barb to her Friends wall in her room, Barb had told her the story of how she had gotten her first guitar while they were having Glitterade and cupcakes.
"Yeah my dad thought it was a good idea, to help make friends when I was a kid." Barb said.
Poppy then wrapped her arms around her in a hug, like after the tribes had been united, hearing Barb ask her why she was doing that, if it was not hug time reminding the pink-haired troll queen, she had hugged Branch like this, after he had told her and the others what had happened to his grandma, seeing Barb wiping a tear away.
"It was because your story was very sweet, we know you care about your dad." Poppy replied.
Barb was beginning to sense that Poppy cared a lot, hearing said pink-haired troll say about a sleepover, making her surprised, because she had neverbeen to one and worried that she might not fit in, telling Poppy she would think about it, which Branch could see that she was unsure, not wanting to upset Poppy leaving for now.