"Yeah..." Branch added.
"Let's just go outside," Sora said, interrupting whatever it was they were doing. "Otherwise we'll be late."
"Yeah, totally," Poppy said.
Poppy and Branch both pushed the doors open and jumped out, landing on Glowflies. Sora smiled and did the same, landing on a smaller Glowfly. He wobbled on it until he found his footing. Goofy sat in Sora's hair still, unlike Donald, who lost grip on Sora's shoulder and just decided to fly next to him.
"Keep it coming, love," Branch and Poppy started singing. Branch's voice overpowered Poppy's, but not enough for her to be inaudible. "Keep it coming, love. Don't stop, I won't stop it, no. We don't stop it, girl, don't stop. Keep it coming, love, keep it coming, love. Don't stop it, I won't stop it, no. We don't stop it, girl, don't stop it."
"Everyone can see we're together," Branch started singing, hitting a falsetto. "As we walk on by."
"And we fly, just like birds of a feather," Poppy added. They started dancing on their Glowflies. "I won't tell no lies."
"All of the people, about is, they say," Sora sang.
"'Can we be that close?'" Poppy and Branch sang together.
"Just let me state for the record," Sora sang again.
"We're good to love and our family too," Poppy and Branch sang again. Poppy, Branch and Sora split up, Donald following Sora. Poppy flew to Bridget's room, while the boys flew to Gristle's room.
Gristle is lying on the floor, on top of a pizza box. "Ugh, that party was crazy," he moaned, rubbing his eyes and getting up. He has a drawn mustache on his face and glitter, and a glow in the dark pair of sunglasses. "Push it real good!" Prince D sang from the table. The men helped Gristle get up, Sora ignoring Cloud Guy, and started helping him get ready for the wedding.
"Get it, get it. Ooh, baby, baby," Prince D continued. "Push it." The Trolls buttoned up Gristle's shirt. "Flex it, shave it-" they put on a wax strip and ripped it off his face, "pu-push it real good."
"I do my hair, plus, check my nails," Bridget sang.
"Baby, how you feeling?" Poppy asked.
"Feeling good as-I do my hair, plus, check my nails."
"Baby, how you feeling?"
"Feeling good as-" Bridget saw herself in the mirror, "hello! It's me he's looking for. I can see it in his eyes."
Poppy and Bridget went through many different dresses for Bridget's big day, Poppy finally concluding on one, seeing a Bergen walk down the hallway with balloons. "Hmm," she said, her hand on her chin, smiling.
"You make the cutest little flower boy!" Guy Diamond cheered, in his metallic, autotuned voice. Tiny grumbled. "Flower man, Daddy! Flower man!" He ripped the flower petals off his face and threw them, plus the leaves on his hands, on the ground. Guy colored on his body to mimic wearing a suit. Guy frowned seeing his son's behavior.
"Everybody treats me like I'm just a little baby," Tiny started rapping. "But I'm walkin' and I'm talkin' on the daily. I roll the dice, drinkin' Cola, gettin' wild. Daddy, I'm a man now, not a little child."
"Come on, everybody!" Poppy cheered. "It's time!"
"We are family," Sora, Branch, Bridget, Donald and Goofy started singing. Prince D added backup vocals. "I got all my sisters with me. We are family, get up, everybody and sing. We are family. I got all my sisters with me. We are family. Get up everybody and sing."
"Sing it to me, sing it to me, sing it to me," Bridget finished, floating down gracefully with bugs in her balloon dress.
"She looks like a cloud," Sora whispered. Donald and Goofy snickered.
"Wow," Gristle muttered.
Bridget's balloons popped, Poppy poked one with a needle and they all exploded, in a large, overly exaggerated cloud of silver glitter. Some Bergens prevented Trolls from flying away. Sora cleaned the glitter off of him, and walked next to Branch. "I've never been to a wedding," Sora whispered, leaning in closer. "What happens?"
"Just watch," Branch replied.
Poppy walked up to Branch and wrapped her arm around his. Branch glanced down, smiled, then looked back up. "Trolls and Bergens," the priest said, raising his arms in the air, "we gather here today to celebrate the marriage of our king and his new queen: King Gristle and new Queen Bridget!"
The audience cheered, the Trolls cheered the loudest, followed with clapping and whistling. The priest raised his hand, putting his fingers together to call for silence.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak, a small, blurry figure, dived down and hit the ground. Sora's party, along with Branch and Poppy, looked over the side to see a green-ish Troll, lying on his face on the ground. "Hey, are you okay?" Sora called.
The Troll stood quickly, dusted off his pants, and looked up. He moved his goggles off his eyes and bent his knees, supporting his weight, and threw his hands out to his sides. "Bitty B? Is that you?" he asked, joyfully.
"'Bitty By?'" Donald repeated.
The Troll ran up to the stairs. "Oh no," Branch muttered. He sighed and rolled his eyes. The other Troll pulled himself up the stairs. "It is!" he cheered. "Come here!" He scrambled up the stairs and ran towards Branch, just as he was running away.
The Troll lifted Branch off the ground and into the air, wrapping Branch in a large hug. "Oh, ooh, my back," the Troll said. Branch took the opportunity to climb the Troll's face and sit on his head. "Hey, ooh, ouch, Bitty By, where are you, ah, going?"
"What is happening?" Poppy yelled through the commotion. "Put my boyfriend down!" She pointed her finger at the ground. The Troll gently placed Branch on the ground, then rubbed his back. "Ah, I'm too old for that..." he muttered quietly.
"Who are you?" Poppy demanded, pointing at the Troll, walking closer to him.
"I'm Branch's long lost brother," the Troll replied.
Nearly everyone gasped. Sora nearly fainted. Poppy turned around slowly, her hands on her cheeks with her mouth gaping open. "Branch! You didn't tell me you had a brother!" she said through gritted teeth. "I thought you were gonna tell me."
"I was," Branch said. "But I preferred it if it stayed the way it was." Branch turned around and crossed his arms. "He's my ex-brother."
"That's not how family works, Branch!" Poppy cried. She turned back to the Troll. She gasped. "Oh, wait! I know you! You're from BroZone!"
"BroZone!" Cooper cheered for no apparent reason.
"That's right!" the Troll said. "I'm-"
"Ooh, wait, let me guess!" Poppy exclaimed, putting her hands up and shaking them, stopping the Troll's thoughts. "Let's see, you're not the heartthrob."
"Perhaps I can be," he said, adjusting his jacket.
"And your not the sensitive one either," Poppy said. "You're not the fun one."
'Okay, that's a lot of assumptions from someone you just met," he said, feeling a little self conscious.
"You're kind of uptight," Poppy continued.
"'Uptight?'" he repeated, hurt.
"Oh, I know you're the-" the Troll adjusted his jacket and smiled, happy she finally came to the conclusion, until his smile faded when she finished, "the old one!"
He looked disappointed and replied with, "The Leader." Poppy's eyes opened wider and her mouth gaped for a moment. "John Dory?" she exclaimed. "Branch! Why didn't you tell me your brothers were BroZone!"
"I didn't want to," Branch growled. Poppy walked over to him. "Aw, you're just upset 'cause you weren't in the band." She pat his back gently.
"Oh, he was," John said, smiling.
"Really?" Poppy asked. "Who was he?"
"Bitty B," John replied, smug.
"Bitty B?" Poppy asked. "Branch? You were in the band?"
"With...guess what? A- falsetto made of gold! But did anyone care? No!" Branch replied, singing the a in a falsetto. Sora smiled at the note.
John's smile faded. "Sorry," Poppy said, pushing him away. "He gets grumpy if he doesn't have breakfast."
"I had breakfast!" Branch yelled. "Avocado toast, three poached eggs, a little Cheyenne for some kick, and guess what? It was delicious!"
"Mm, sounds good," Sora said.
"He likes spice," Donald stated.
"Who knew?" Goofy asked.
Author's Note
John Dory will always be known as 'Wedding Crasher' between my sister and I.
