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BornOnTheBreakOfDawn- Thank you very much! I am glad that more people are writing for Trolls, too! And I will!

He didn't know what to do. He was stuck. He couldn't scream, couldn't talk to this, this traitor! So, he did the only thing he could, even though the traitor whispered, "You scared?"

He ran.

He tapped Poppy furiously on the shoulder, making her glare. He pointed and pointed at the plant, but she didn't understand.

"Sure, Branch. Go over by the tree if you want to, I will be here, dancing. Join if you want."

He rolled his eyes and dragged Poppy over, her protesting all the while, and the pointed at the purple troll with blue and green hair.

"Oh! Creek! Thanks, Branch. Didn't know what the heck you were trying to show me. Explain yourself Creek!" Poppy yelled, once again making the music die down and attention turn over to them.

He caged Creek with his hair, as he spoke.

"Oh, mate! Branch, didn't know that it was you!" Creek was right, the last time he had seen Branch he was still grey. But, the traitor had the nerve to laugh.

"Creek." Poppy growled. "What the heck happened? Why are you such a terrible Troll?"

"Look, I can explain. Chef, she had magical powers. She chanted something, and was able to control me after that. I swear, it wasn't me! She said some sort of spell or something, and then was able to control me. The reason I am finally out of it is since she was eaten from some ground monster. But, I was completely under her control! Don't blame me!"

"It's true. She never would cook the food, she said a spell and it would appear. He isn't lying." Gristle spoke in, but Branch didn't let the cage go.

"Please, give me another chance, I bed of you." He literally fell down on his hands and knees, begging, pleading with the Queen. "You know me. I don't lie." He continued, and Poppy turned to Branch.

"Branch, what do you think?" She questioned, and immediately Branch shook his head no.

"Why not, mate? Looks like Poppy gave you a second chance. Why not I?" Branch folded his arms, as everyone expected him to say his reason. "Speak to me, mate!"

"He cannot speak. So, Creek, how about this? You will be forced to do community service, until I say you are trusted again. You will be under guard at all times." Poppy decided, probably seeing this as worse punishment than it actually was.

"Thank you very much, Poppy!" He thanked, and smiled.

"Branch, let him go." Poppy said gently, and he reluctantly took down the cage. "Good, now, let's go back to the party! GD, take first shift?" Guy Diamond seemed to know what she was talking about. He took Creek by the arm and dragged him out, most likely to begin some form of communal services.

"Branch, you okay?" She whispered and took his hand as the music began blaring again. "You wanna go home? I think I am gonna head out too, tomorrow I feel might be a long day." He nodded, and they went up to King Gristle and Queen Bridget, to present their gifts, which Poppy had wrapped both in white and silver wrapping paper and lots of glitter.

"We are headed out." Poppy told them. "Congrats, hope you have a fabulous honeymoon!" She said.

"Thanks! Hope you guys are able to deal with Creek well." Poppy and Branch waved, and headed back out into the cold night.

"Branch, I am soo sorry this happened!" Poppy said, and they walked in comfortable silence. As soon as they reached his bunker, Branch pulled her in for a kiss, a soft, gentle, yet loving one. Poppy returned it, with the same passion.

As he entered, he heard Poppy call that she loved him, which he wished he could say back.

He laid in bed that night, worried about what was to come. Poppy had forgiven Creek. Did she still have feelings for that traitor? What if she left him for Creek, because of her former affections? What if Creek did something to Poppy..?

No! He pushed those thoughts from his mind, refusing to think that far into it. He hoped she would never leave him, he wanted her with him.. forever.

He realised then that he wanted to marry Poppy. He wanted to be able to kiss her goodnight at night, and to keep her safe from harm.

But.. the nagging voice in his head had to interrupt. What of she doesn't feel the same? What if she does love Creek more than you? What if she leaves you? He didn't even notice the flicker of black that darkened the room.

Well, wouldn't she have already said something? The other voice asked.

She doesn't wanna hurt you. He argued to himself, and wished he could just fall asleep. After a few hours of arguing back and forth, the voices rested, and so did he.

He woke up in the morning, noticing something wrong with his hair. The tips of it weren't cobalt-purple. They were charcoal black.

For those of you who might be confused, let me explain something. I imagine he is still extremely vulnerable to becoming grey. He is fighting off the feeling. And with the fear of losing his source of happiness, he starts becoming depressed, so he begins to turn grey, despite fighting it off. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I will try from now on to make the chapters longer!

~GalaxyMegaGirl

Peace