"Wow! I guess this kinda counts as a tour then, huh?"

The yellow-haired Trolling who'd spoken glanced over at his older brother, but found that he did not share in his amusement. "Not a time to be joking, Clay. This is pretty serious. Just look around!" The purple-haired Trolling gestured his arms out to exemplify, showing the masses of concerned Trolls fleeing along the damp, dark tunnels.

Clay grimaced, realizing that he was right. "Err… sorry, Spruce. No more jokes right now." He paused, and looked around himself. "Where's John Dory?"

Spruce opened his mouth, ready to tell his younger brother that he was unsure, when a voice from further down the tunnel called "I'm here!"

Both boys turned around to find their green-haired brother out of breath, running over to catch up. "Sorry," he said. "I had to make sure I had everything!" He held up a bag that looked somewhat heavy.

Spruce narrowed his eyes at him. "I hope you only packed what was absolutely necessary?"

The Troll hesitantly answered. "Yesss…"

Before he could do anything about it, Spruce grabbed the bag and undid the flap, looking inside and sighing. "Pre-signed autographs? Magazines? Hairspray? Seriously?" He kept rummaging. "Well, at least you had some sense to pack bottles and diapers for Branch."

"Um, yeah!" JD said, appalled. "I'd never leave my little bro hanging."

"Right… so where is little bro?" Spruce asked.

John Dory blinked. "Uhhh…"

"Right here!"

The boys breathed a sigh of relief when Floyd sprinted up to them, parting the hair above his head to reveal Baby Branch, giggling happily. After all, it was pretty fun to hitch a ride in your brother's hair!

Affected by their baby bro's cuteness, the four took a brief moment to "awww," before it was back to business.

"All right, guys," John Dory said with authority in his voice, "New place, but we're still the same bros. We're still gonna sing, dance, and rock the same way, and most importantly, we're all still gonna be brodacious!"

"Agreed!" came the unanimous reply of the younger Trollings. With that, the boys were off, closely following along the pathway that King Peppy was leading everyone down.

"Oh, I hope the new place is a lot more relaxing than that Bergen Town," Spruce said. "Just imagine: palm trees and warm sand as far as the eye can see, and a big ocean where you can surf!"

"Really?" Clay said, tilting his head. "I was hoping for something with big green fields. Kinda like the ones you find on a golf course!"

"As long as we can perform," John Dory said, waving a finger. That was definitely key.

"And as long as we're all still together," Floyd added with a little smile.

The brothers nodded in agreement with him and continued along, joining up with their Grandma up ahead.

All were uncertain about what the future would bring, but held onto that glimmer of hope since they had each other going into it.