Here it is, another chapter! Enjoy!

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Branch woke up in a cold sweat, Creek hovering over him, about to wake him up.

"Mate, you okay? Looked like a nightmare. You know, the wedding began twenty minutes ago. I was afraid Poppy was gonna blow up."

A look of sheer terror crossed his face as he grasped his notebook.

Wait, it's already 3pm?!

As Creek read it, he laughed. "Nah, Mate, didn't she tell you? She decided she wanted it at the break of dawn. She did tell you that, right?" He shook his head no, and Creek's jaw dropped so far down it almost touched the ground.

Seriously, I haven't written my vows, the wedding isn't even set up, and.. and.. I am not ready! What.. what am I supposed to do? I am freaking out! Why didn't she tell me about the time change? I did not okay waking up at 3 in the morning for this wedding!

His face was flustered, and he began to raise an eyebrow.

Wait a second.. Isn't the wedding tomorrow?

Creek couldn't hold in the laughter built up inside of him. His voice rang out through the bunker, and the twins popped out from behind the couch.

"Hehe, did I say wedding? I meant wedding setup." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "The twins here are gonna make you a new suit and such, too. Sorry Mate, for freaking you out big time there. Nah, the wedding is tomorrow at three."

Good.

"Okay, Satin, get the silk."

"Branch, do you like azure or turquoise more?"

"Sorry, sis, get the blood remover."

"Hey, mind being a human pincushion for us?"

Branch was bombarded with several questions, none of which he could answer. He hated not being able to speak. He had always dreamed as a kid of serenading his newlywed wife with a song at his wedding. But Branch was used to not being able to fulfill his dream. The first one that ever came true was the fact that Poppy was going to be his wife tomorrow and forever.

Still, he couldn't get that dream out of his head. The way Poppy and Creek had been kissing, how could that just be a figment of his imagination? There was clearly chemistry between them. Was there unfinished business between them? It made him wonder.. No. Poppy would never cheat.. Would she?

This was bad. It was unhealthy, to not trust your half. Branch knew that. He just couldn't push the thought from his head. He wondered what relationship had exactly gone on between them. It was pretty clear that Poppy had had feelings for Creek, before their adventure. Then she began to feel feelings for Branch. But, what if those feelings for Creek never subsided? What if she had just self-pitied the village grump?
No, only true love could help someone regain the will to live. But, still. She could have still felt things towards Creek. But, would she have said yes to Branch?

Maybe. Maybe he should call off the wedding. If you really love her, you gotta go. So, maybe he should let her have Creek, if that's what she wants.

But, is it? Branch felt 100% for the wedding, but no one said Poppy felt that way. Her smile seemed so genuine, especcially around him, but, what if it was his brain tricking him? What if she only seemed that way when Creek was around? Did she have feelings reawaken from being around him, even for a few days? Did she want things to be like old times?

Nah, these were probably just wedding jitters. Right? He couldn't tell, honestly. He was Mr. Paranoia, but was this a normal case? He had never heard of ex-trolls being invited to weddings.

Then again, this is the queen. Also, Branch is the one who asked him to be the best man, so technically Branch invited him, not Poppy.

He had to get a reel on these negative thoughts, before they went out of control.

He was jolted back to reality by Creek.

"Mate, you okay? Your aura is off. Wedding jitters?" He nodded, forgetting that Creek could tell auras. Could he read thoughts?

"You are all done. Now, go get 'em, tiger!" Chenille punched his arm lightly, and he grinned.

"Now, don't hurt our Poppy." All three of them beat their fists as he nodded his head up and down.

He sprinted down, hoping being in the presence of Poppy might help him to be reassured of her love for him. He was right.

"Hi, Branch!" Poppy cheered, excited for him to be their, her face beaming so brightly he had no idea how he could have ever had doubts of her love.

He kissed her cheek before he was called back over by Smidge and Cooper, who were dealing with folding chair.

"We will bring the chairs, you set them up." Smidge said in her deep, gruff voice. He nodded, as Cooper began singing "Branch and Poppy sitting in a tree."

"Real mature." She whacked Cooper with her hair, and Branch stifled a silent laugh.

He began unfolding the chairs from the cart as the two went to go get more chairs. Poppy came over and began helping him, smiling.

"I am so excited, tomorrow we will be married!" Poppy grabbed his arm and began hopping, her grin about to crack her face open. Why did he ever doubt her?

Oh right, the dream.

He didn't mention to Poppy about his thoughts, his worries, or the dream. He knew she would feel hurt about his insecurities. He knew she would be more hurt he was keeping it from her, but maybe Creek was right: it could just be wedding jitters. According to Poppy, Bridget almost didn't walk down the aisle in fear that Gristle would say I don't instead of I do.

"So, Branch," Poppy began, setting down the last chair as Cooper and Smidge came around, pulling another cart with chairs piled up. "You alright?"

He wondered sometimes if Poppy could read his mind: she always knew when he was hurting or keeping something from her.

He just nodded, then guilt ate at him. He shook his head lightly.

"Wedding jitters?" A nod.

"Don't worry. I love you, and you only. I won't get cold feet, and hope you can promise the same. Don't worry 'bout a thing." She came closer, inches from him now. "Aren't you excited?"

She pressed her lips to his gently, but pulled away since people stared as they set up tables, the DJ station, and the altar arch.

They had a large section for the reception, but made sure to have people pick up the chairs so no Bergans would accidentally crush them underfoot.

After the long day of setting up, Poppy and Branch sat on the couch, Branch trying in his best handwriting to write his vows. Poppy kept trying to read over his shoulder, so he pushed her face away playfully.

"Branch, aren't you so very excited!" She asked her husband. Emotions swelled inside her. She had had a dream the night before. What if Branch had only played along to her undying love for him because he wanted to be crowned king? What if he didn't really love her? She couldn't push these thoughts from her head. She tried to tell herself they were wedding jitters.

"Branch, I am gonna go, because I need to wake up early. My dad wants to talk with me. We should both try and get as much sleep as possible. Love you!" She kissed his cheek. She knew it was bad luck to see the groom the day before, but they had to set up. So, she would have to settle with the bad luck.

Branch walked her home and they sat on the front steps to watch the setting sun. She laid her head against his shoulder thoughtfully.

"Thanks, love you." He kissed her before she practically skipped up the steps.

She slipped into her nightgown, settling in bed, alone for the last time, falling asleep to the thought of Branch, smiling at the altar.

She and Branch were in the room, with their king and queen crowns on.

"Branch, I love you." Silence.

She looked over, and Branch wasn't there. He was hovering over her with a knife. On her paper read four words.

I never loved you.

She woke up, almost feeling the knife piercing her heart. She felt so bad, so guilty for not trusting in him. She turned over. 11:12. Ugh!

She pressed the pillow to her face, tempted to sneak over to Branch's. Technically, it was still the day before. But she decided not to push her luck.

Also, she didn't really wanna know who he might have with him.

Thank you again for reading. No cliffhanger this time, at least not an extreme one. I am not that cruel, you know! If I don't update again today, it is because I have a lot going on. I am going to try and update 1 time a day from now on, possibly 2 if I have absolutely nothing. So sorry that I can't, most days I have a lot going on. My mum was sick so my schedule was cleared but now it is back on track. Expect an update every day!

~GalaxyMegaGirl