From the beginning, sorry this chapter is short. The next one will be super long and make up for it! I have already gotten over 1,200 views! Thank you so much for all of your love and support! Enjoy!

Animal Girl1507- Sorry, but I must. And thank you!

ThePokemonTroll21- Here it is, your intense answer! XD

Your husband.

Poppy didn't know that Branch had already found the perfect place in the woods to perform the ceremony, down to the very smallest pinpoint of details, and Branch didn't know Poppy had 'accepted' his proposal, though he didn't necessarily propose. But they both loved each other and both had had marriage on their minds, even though Branch hadn't realised it before.

"Oh, Branch, of course!" He reached to his pocket for the ring, and couldn't find it. Poppy slid it off her finger, blushing dark pink and biting her lip, handing it to Branch delicately.

I know that this isn't the best situation to be in, or it might not seem like the perfect moment, but with you, every moment is the perfect moment. I love you with all my heart, Poppy, and, even though this may not be the most proper way, or might not be the usual proposal, will you marry me?

As Poppy looked away from the note, she saw the blushing Branch on the dusty ground, down on one knee, one hand holding the rose ring up and the other steadying him on the ground. On his face was a hopeful smile, beaming with the thought of Poppy marrying him. Of course, he already now knew the answer, but still thought that this beautiful lass, the queen to his heart, deserved the best proposal he could muster.

"Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!" She tackled him down to the ground in a hug, both of them laughing as they kissed. When Poppy, who was still on to of him, pulled away, she dragged him back onto the couch.

"Time to start planning!" She was literally bouncing on the seat, shaking Branch, who clutched the armrest earnestly to avoid being thrown off the worn red couch.

He shakily stood up and started to try to walk to the elevator, but lost his balance. Poppy ran over to help, asking what the heck he was thinking, mister. He was thinking to show Poppy the entire wall of notes and plans, which he had made before they got together. (Don't judge him! He made them when he was, like, six, and still had high hopes of getting together with the eight year old princess at the time)

After the elevator landed down, he pointed over to a wall in between shelves filled with empty bottles and multi-sized sticks littered everywhere in them. He tore away a curtain, with all the details, some from when he was younger, like that perfect spot and DJ Suki to DJ the wedding, and more recently, the perfect wedding cake design (a 5 layered cake with pink icing and blue details, with a small fondant Poppy and Branch at the top, in a grassy field with beautiful flowers all around, and a butterfly) and the positions the man could choose.

"Branch.. I don't know what to say except.." He smiled. "Wait.. Is this picture labeled from 2005?!" He laughed, though Poppy had a hard time realising. He had forgotten his notebook upstairs, sadly, but he nodded.

He and Poppy unpinned all the papers and went back upstairs, where Branch explained how when he was little he always had fantasised about marrying her, because he had had a crush on her when he was little. They had both laughed at that one.

The sat for hours, asking people to either make the cake (which Poppy had agreed to) or to perform the ceremony. As soon as Branch could walk again, he led her out to the place in the forest, to show her the clearing.

The sun could be seen setting down perfectly, gently resting behind hills piled with lush green grass. Around the clearing grew magnificent pines, rising so tall and creating a canopy over the area. The grass was still covered in dew, and dozens of bunches of poppies grew all around the clearing, but only around the edges so none of the things brought in would crush them. Songbirds rested far up in the trees, singing their hearts out on the beautiful morning. There was a slight chill in the air, as spring grew closer. You could hear the mild sound of rushing water, so it was pretty clear there was a river nearby, and the ground was smooth: no jagged rocks, no small saplings- nothing. It was the perfect place for a wedding.

"Branch.. It's.. It's.. perfect." She smiled at her boy- fiance, and grinned back and kissed her. Her voice rang with enthusiasm as he looked at her with pleasure, clearly excited. He grabbed the blue notebook from his backpack and wrote in his sloppy handwriting.

Poppy, I had to choose the perfect spot for the perfect girl! You deserve nothing less. In fact, I wish I could have found a better place for you, my love. But we must make due with what we have. I suppose that if you had a better place, we could go there instead, but if not, this place always reminded me of you. Especially now, when the many coloured poppies are in full bloom. I would come here for hours and sit next to a patch of flowers and write, write about you, about life. But, mostly you. I honestly don't know what I did to deserve you-

He handed the paper to Poppy. Then, he facepalmed right in the middle of Poppy thanking him.

"Branch, you are the sweetest, most kindest Troll in the.. What is it, Branch?" she asked, handing him back the paper to speak.

I just realised that those were part of my wedding vows. Great! Now I have to rewrite them. No matter, it is easy with a girl like you. Dang it!

Poppy laughed, flinging her arms around the blue Troll and kissed his nose.

"You are mine, Branch. You funny guy." She ruffled his hair, ratting it even more. "So, the wedding is tomorrow, right?"

You know it!

"Great!" Her face fell. "How am I supposed to tell dad?"

I asked him permission. I may not look it, but I am a gentle-Troll to some extent.

Poppy laughed again. "I love you Branch."

Love you too. Wait! We gotta wait three days, for Gristle and Bridget!

"Oh, right. I suppose three days couldn't hurt." But they both knew it did, and it put a damper on their spirits.

Sorry.

He stood at the altar, waiting for his beautiful bride to come walking down the aisle. She was nowhere to be seen.

Branch took matters upon himself when no one else could find her. He ran down towards the castle, wondering if Poppy was getting cold feet. He sure hoped she wasn't, because he hadn't brought his notebook from his bunker. He did not intend to find Poppy and Creek having a makeout session in her room, when he opened that door.

He tore off his bowtie and stomped from the room, leaving behind a dumbfounded Poppy and horrified Creek, who wrapped his arm around Poppy, who began crying.

Mwahahaha. *in the distance* Enough with the cliffhangers! Well, no. Okay, maybe later, but not right now. I am evil. :D

BornOnTheBreakOfDawn- Haha, its fine. And, yes, you are correct! :D Great job figuring it out!

~GalaxyMegaGirl

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