Disclaimer: I do not own Trolls, all rights go to Dreamworks and along with any music that may be used will be given the proper ownership to whomever originally sang and wrote the song used. I just want to make a few things clear before we get started. This is an original fanfic but it will be based on the three movies. This is not canon to my last Trolls Fanfic. This is a completely new story. Hope y'all enjoy it!
After Poppy's coronation things were not the same, they were better. Branch made real progress with her therapy and openning up more. Poppy also apoligized for what she had said in the pot. At first Branch was hurt by her words but it was also the push she needed to to finally gain the strength to try and move past her grief and start living her life again. So much so that Poppy was able to meet some old friends over Viva and Branch before the whole escape thing. Apparently they were in a band with them. Hype, Boom, Trickee, and Ablaze were so happy that Branch had reached out to them and they were more than excited to become Uncles to the three little trollings of Branch. Suki, Keith, and Gary were also really excited to have more Uncles to play and make music with. The three little ones were no longer getting bullied at school and Branch was happier than she had benn in literal decades. Even though she was now openly sharing her angelic voice with the world due to being grey for twenty-two years had left its toll. Her colors were forever muted. They had dullied within the past few months. Despite that things were going well for the next three months and they were all perfectly happy in their own little world. Little did they know that all of that was about to change.
In the Techno Troll Kingdom King Trollex were leading his people in a massive underwater Wave Rave. He was DJing until there was a thunderous roar coming towards them. The entire Techno Troll Kingdom turned towards the noise to see a giant flying rock stage. Some of the younger trollings had to cover their ears because of the noise. There was a woman center stage for everyone to see rock as loud as she could on her guitar. The Techno Trolls all became a tad bit nervous when the woman with the red mohawk stopped playing her guitar. "King Trollex of the Techno Trolls, right?" King Trollex followed by his brother Synthx swam up to the Rock Trolls keeping them from getting any closer to their kingdom. "That's right. Who's asking?" Trollex said in a protective warrior voice. He had a stern look on his face along with his brother as they stared at the woman who was now smiling at the two. "My name's Queen Barb of the Hard Rock Trolls and I'm here to take your string, bro. So we can do this the easy way or the hard rock way."
The Techno Trolls could not believe what they were hearing. Trollex stood stund for but a moment before responding. "If we lose our string, we lose our music." Synthx was now feeling a little scared, but Barb just laughed. "You mean all those Beeps and Boops. Yeah, how can anyone call that music? If you want to hear real music. This is real music." Barb plays a ridiculously loud power chord signalling for the rest of the Rock Trolls to go ahead and attack. The Techno Trolls fought back as hard as they could but it was no use. Barb's sister Carol had been the one to find the Techno String and bring it back to Barb. The Rock Trolls then captured every Techno Troll leaving their home in shambles just floating away in the current. Barb had King Trollex brought to her as Carol still held the string. "What are you doing? You already have our string, just let my people go!" King Trollex demanded.
"Easy. I don't want to fight, I just wanted to show you something and besides I can't let the Techno Trolls go or else they'll miss the biggest concert ever." Barb told Trollex as he watched her pull out a guitar case, but when she opened the case he saw that there was only one string on the guitar. A red string. The Techno King realized that it must have been the Rock String. He then saw Carol hand Barb the Techno String; Barb placed the string onto the guitar causing it to turn red. "What are you planning to do with that?" King Trollex asked nervously. Barb did not answer him. At least not immediately. She just picked up the guitar and slowly turned to the Techno Troll. "This is to help me. So we can all be one nation of Trolls, under rock. Taking him with the rest of them." King Trollex was then dragged to the dungeon where all the other Techno Trolls were being kept. "All right, where's the next stop on our Tour?" Barb asked Carol. "Next is the Classical Trolls, then the Pop Troll Village." Barb just smiled at this as she placed the guitar back in its case. "Then let's go."
With that they headed off to Synphony Village. They had made it there by the end of the day and slept. Everyone had been tired after the first stop on their Tour and had rocked all the way there, so Barb figured that she would give her people a chance to rest before the next stop of the tour, but come morning they would be ready to rock. Barb was going to give them a chance to hand over their string like she had with the Techno Troll's, but she had been rudely awoken with the wordless music of the Classical Trolls and her anger grew. Barb grabbed her ordinary guitar, stomping outside, blaring a powerchord grbabing the attention of everyone resident of Symphony Village. The Rock Trolls did not give the Classical Trolls to process what was going on. They stormed the village and before they knew it Riff; Barb's little brother found the Classical String bringing it back to Barb. Al Dente the Conductor was held back as he watched as every member of his village was being taken away like they had done to the Techno Trolls. "Why are you doing this? Why do you have our string? We need it to make beautiful music." Al Dente begged Barb.
Carol brought out the guitar case and Barb opened it once more. "How could anyone honestly enjoy music without any words? Really?" Queen Barb said before placing the Classical String onto the guitar and once more the string turned red. The Rock Queen closed the guitar case and Carol took it back to put it back up. Barb then turned back to the leader of the Classical Trolls. "Put him with the rest of his people." With that everyone headed back to the ship and moved towards their next target. With the whole day ahead of them they should reach the Pop Trolls by nightfall. They made sure that they didn't rock themselves out like the day before because they would need all their enger if they were going to be taking on the Pop Trolls. Barb hated their kind with a passion. Not just because their stupid music were mostly repetitive annoying earworms, but because of the history that led the six tribes to be separate in the first place. Barb swore that Pop Trolls would rue the day they had ever sung their first note.
Barb had realized that her ship, despite the size of it, was filling up fast. She knew that if they were going to capture the Pop Trolls and the rest of the tribes she needed to Volcano City and unload the captured trolls. This would add another two days to their journey but it was necessary. So they changed course much to the dismay of her three siblings. "Do I need to remind you just of the sheer size of the Pop Trolls alone. We will probably have to make another drop off right after just to be able to grab the last two tribes." Barb ranted to her siblings. Riff just looked at his little sister Val still not understanding it. "Don't worry I'll explain it to him. Again." Val said, leading their brother and father Thrash away. Carol looked at Barb who seemed to become more and more stressed each day since she had become Queen. Barb took over for their father when his health had rapidly fallen. She placed a hand on her older sister's shoulder. "It's gonna be fine. No one expects you to be perfect right away. Remember that." Carol said before leaving her sister. Barb just watched Carol walk away as she still brooded to herself. She couldn't mess this up. She couldn't.
When they had reached Volcano City it was a bit of a hassle removing the captured trolls into their new prisons. Somehow the Rock Trolls managed with only one incident and no one escaped. Barb had planned to set out in the morning to capture the Pop Trolls. She was about to turn in when one of her scouts had returned. "Queen Barb, we just found a second location for the Pop Trolls." Barb was very displeased by this. The Pop tribe was larger than she had originally thought. "This is not good." Barb stated. "What do you want us to do?" The scout asked. Barb thought about it for a moment. This did not change anything. It just meant one more stop on her tour. "We will go ahead with the plan and capture the first Pop Village and then proceed to the second location after dropping off the first village. One of the villages will have to have the Pop String." Barb stated, the scout nodded and left to relay the message to the rest of the troops.
Morning came and Barb was already in a sour mood ever since finding out about the second Pop Troll location. Either spot could have the Pop String; she needed to get as many tribes as she could before they tried to stop her. This needed to happen. One nation of Trolls under rock. That was the plan and she was going to see it through to the end. No matter what. The Rock Trolls boarded the ship and headed off to the first Pop Troll location. They brought more Rock Trolls than usual because they thought it was going to be a battle, nothing could have prepared them for what they found. The ship landed in the middle of an oversized Mini Golf Course cleverly named Hole'n'Fun. Barb almost had to laugh at the name when she saw it. When the Rock Trolls exited to ship and were met with a bunch of furry golf balls rolling towards them.
A yellow golf rolled right in front of Barb and popped up giving her a hug. "Oh. My. Yes! You're trolls. It is so Fantastimazing to meet you. Fantastimazing is my own personal word. It's a mashup of Fantastic and amazing. My name is Viva. Am I beeing too much? Sometimes I can be too much. Are any of you hungry?" Barb almost got whiplash just by trying to follow along with this crazy Pop Troll conversation. The Putt Putt Trolls brought out a bunch of food for the Rock Trolls. "Are you Queen Poppy?" Barb finally managed to say. This seemed to finally put Viva to a stop. "That's a very funny joke. I'm laughing real hard. My sister Poppy is dead." Viva said with a bit of anger in her voice. Barb was taken back by this. "My scouts said that she is the current ruler of the Pop Trolls. She must be at the other Pop Tribe." Viva could not believe what she was hearing. Her sister and the other trolls are alive!
"Second Pop Tribe? They're alive. They made it out of the tunnels. They escaped." Viva said. To the confusion of the Rock Trolls the Putt Putt Trolls started cheering and celebrating. Viva went up to Barb and hugged her aggressively. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. We all thought we had lost most of our tribe during the Bergan Escape, but they are alive!" Barb pushed Viva off of her. "What is a Bergan?" Viva just looked at Barb then the rest of the lost Rock Trolls. "Bergans are these terribly unhappy giants that held us captives for decades. They had found out that by eating us they could be happy too. Twenty years ago we managed to finally escape but there was a cave-in in the escape tunnels. We thought they all were lost, but if what you're saying is true then not only is my baby sister alive but she is now Queen!" For the first time Barb looked around at the small size of the Pop Trolls. There were barely a hundred of them. Barb knew that she needed to capture them, but they needed to go about a different way.
"You know if you all come onto our ship we can safely bring you to the other Pop Tribe without the Bergans finding us." Barb said. If the other village was the same size as this one they could get the second Pop Tribe and then had straight to Lonesome Flatts. Viva looked at Barb unsure if they should go, but it meant that they all could safely reunite with their families. Maybe it was time for her to swallow some of her fears and take this chance. Her husband walked up right behind her and placed his hand on her shoulder. She looked at him and knew what he was thinking and he knew what she was going to say. "You promise to take us to the other village so we can reunite with our loved ones and that it is completely safe." Clay asked seriously.
Both trolls looked Barb straight in the eyes. "Cross my heart and hope to die." She said as she took her index finger and drew an 'X' over her heart. With one last look to their people Viva and Clay agreed to go on board the ship. Barb grabbed her bat and wrote a note on it. She hoped that if this next tribe was anything like this last one the Pop Tribe will be more than happy to come aboard and give her their string. Barb sent off her bat Becky with the invite she knew that Becky will get there faster than they would. She hopes that by the time they get there they can leave as quickly as possible. The rest of the Putt Putt Trolls followed after. "I have to apoligize we don't have much space but the area down here." Viva was becoming more and more nervous as they entered a room that looked similar to a prison. What have they gotten themselves into? Barb had her scouts take a look around to check to make sure that the Pop String was definitely not here and it wasn't. With that they boarded the ship and headed to the next location.
Meanwhile back in the Pop Troll Kingdom Queen Poppy was making her way through the morning song and helping her friends and people with any and every small task. Just trying to be a good queen. She saw Gary playing his guitar next to his sister's DJ booth while Cooper and Keith played their harmonicas together. Branch came up next to Poppy taking her new responsibilities as Royal Advisor very seriously. "All right, Queen Poppy. I've prepared an agenda for the day." She said as she looked down at her clipboard. "Oh. Well, I hope it says singing, dancing, and hugging." Branch just rolled her eyes. "Isn't that what we do everyday?" Poppy kept on skipping to the beat of the music playing. "Yeah! Good Times!" Branch sighed. "Yes, but as we both know there is more to being a Queen than just that. Don't get me wrong you are doing a great job at being Queen so far, but." Branch was then interrupted by Poppy who just took over the conversation. "Aw, Branch, thank you. Being a good queen is the most important thing in the world to me. Other than being your friend." Poppy rambled.
Branch did not have a chance to try and get her original point across when the music abruptly stopped and Biggie was heard screaming as a bat flew into his hair. He was running around blind as Gary and Keith chased him. Around trying to help capture the creature. "Poppy! Help! I'm being attacked by a monster!" Biggie screamed as he continued to run. "Boy stop chasing Biggie!" Branch shouted to her kids as Poppy went to try and help the larger troll. She managed to grab it with her hair but it ended up getting tangled in it. "It's in my hair! Get it out!" The Queen shrieked. Luckily Branch was not only able to remove the bat from Poppy's hair but also calm the creature down. "Woah, woah. There you go. There you go. Calm down. Good girl. Who's a good girl?" Branch said soothingly. Keith ran up to his mother. "Can we keep it please?" He begged, Branch just shook her head no.
Poppy saw a piece of paper tied to the leg of the bat. She carefully moved towards the creature that was in Branch's arms doing everything that she could not to disturb it. She grabbed the paper and openned it up seeing that it was an invitation. Branch then let the creature go and it flew off. "Don't worry, everyone. It looks like it's just an invitation. To Queen poppy. Barb, the Queen of Rock, announces her One Nation Under Rock World Tour. Bring your string to the Biggest Party the world has ever seen." Poppy said as she read the note aloud. Queen of Rock? "Dad, what's going on?" Peppy looked around at the crowd surrounding them and knew that he had to tell his daughter everything. "Poppy, follow me I need to show you something." The Snack Pack, Branch, and her three kids followed the former king to a secret location within the village that was away from any prying eyes.
Peppy: Well, I have long feared this day would come. I was hoping to protect you from this, Poppy.
Poppy: Protect me? I'm not a little kid anymore, Dad. I'm the queen now.
Peppy: You're right. The truth is we are not alone in this world. There are other kinds of Trolls.
Poppy: Wow. That's... Dad, that's great. The more Trolls, the merrier.
Peppy: You don't understand. These other Trolls aren't like us. They're different.
Poppy: Different how?
King Peppy began to retell the Pop Tribe's version of their History. "They're different in ways you can't even imagine. You see, we love music with a hummable hook, with an upbeat melody, with a catchy rhythm that makes you want to snap your fingers, tap your toes and wiggle your butt. That's our music. That's what makes us. Pop Trolls. But these other Trolls, they sing differently, they dance differently. See in the beginning, there was silence. Until one day, someone made a sound. Our ancestors were so inspired by the sound, they took six strings. And those six strings had the power to control all music. They could play anything. Techno, funk, classical, country, hard rock and pop. And every kind of music in between. There was something for everyone. It was one big party. But little by little, Trolls became intolerant of each other's music. They fought over what kind of music the strings would play. The elders realized there was but one solution. Each tribe would take a string and go their separate ways. Those six tribes have lived in isolation ever since. Techno, Country, Rock, Classical, Funk, and us, the Pop Trolls."
Poppy looked back down at the invite in her hands, then at the pink Pop String before looking back at her father. "Now Barb's announcement makes sense. She wants to reunite the strings so the Troll World can be one big party again." Branch was taken back by this. "Wait, that's all you heard? One big party?" Branch said disappointed she had really hoped tht Poppy had grown since that last big party that was thrown, but apparently she was wrong. "Yeah! It's when all the Trolls lived in harmony. And what's more important than living in harmony?" Poppy said only thinking of the cupcakes and rainbows of the situation. "Well, I heard fighting. The strings together lead to fighting." Branch tried to get Poppy to understand the actual danger of this. Peppy was glad that Branch was trying to help him convince Poppy to not go into this without truly understanding the severity of the matter. He was always appreciative of Branch helping him take care of his youngest. It was difficult for him when he lost Viva and he could barely talk about her. He was glad that Branch told Poppy about her sister she needed to know. "Exactly, Branch. That's why we need to keep our string safe. We can't let it fall into the wrong hands."
"And we won't.. Not on my watch. What we need is a plan." Branch said as she placed Gary in Keith's hair and Keith in Suki's hair before picking her up and placing her in her hair. "Don't worry. I've been preparing for this day for years. - We run and hide." Branch did not hesitate getting into camouflage ready to go along with the plan. "On it." Poppy however was surprised and Cooper was taken by a familiar image on the map. "But we don't even know what we're running and hiding from." Poppy tried to convince her father that this was not the way to go about this. "We're hiding from Barb and all the other different Trolls." Peppy said to his daughter as he and Branch tried to formulate a plan to get everyone safe from the Rock Trolls. "You're assuming the worst about someone you haven't even met." Poppy argued thinking that just maybe they could solve this like they had done with the Bergans with singing, dancing, and hugging. "You're not listening to me. - Uh, father trumps queen. Now, there's no time to debate this." Peppy argued with finality in his voice. He left, ending the discussion promptly. Branch was about to follow him so they could continue with a plan to hide the trolls when Queen Barb came so they could leave once the Rock Trolls left, but she saw the look on Poppy's face that said that this was not over yet. "We're all Trolls. Differences don't matter." Poppy said to herself. She did not notice Branch had come up beside her. "Poppy. What are you doing?" Branch asked, scaring Poppy. In return Poppy just gave a smile that was trying and failing to convince Branch of just that. "Oh. Nothing." Branch was about to argue with Poppy when she heard King Peppy call her name, grabbing her attention. She briefly turned back to Poppy giving her a look that said that this conversation was far from over before she left to catch up to Peppy. Poppy just watched as Branch went off after her father as she devised a plan of her very own. Cooper leaned his head next to his sister's, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Whatever you are planning I'm in." Cooper said to Poppy who just smiled at him glad to hav at least one person on board.
Poppy and Cooper both were wearing dark cloaks as they headed towards the hot air balloon, they had just managed to place their stuff in the basket when they were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. With a startled yelp as they just went into the air to turn around to see who made the sudden noise only to see that they were caught by none other than Branch. "Sneaking out to meet Barb? Headed into enemy territory?" Cooper and Poppy just glanced at one another, nervous about what they should do now that they were busted. Branch would surely tell their father about this and they could not have that. "Branch, we don't know that Barb is the enemy, maybe she just wants to start a new chapter in troll history by uniting everyone together, and who are we to stop that." Poppy said, trying to convince her adoptive sister, but Branch did not change her glare. "You dad told us that the other trolls only cause fighting and until this morning you didn't even know about the other tribes. Also Cooper I expected this from Poppy, but you?" Branch said with confusion laced in her voice. "One of those trolls also looks like me. I need to see what is out there Branch. See if I can find my family." Branch's heart ached for her brother, she understood what it was like to be apart from your family not knowing if they were dead or alive. "I'm sorry. I truly am, but I am not going to help you with this ill thought through plan."
Poppy and Cooper just looked at one another before smiling and hopped into the basket and taking off. "Ok." Poppy said, causing Branch to do a double take. "I'm serious. I'm not going." Branch said not noticing that she was standing too close to the rope that once secured the balloon to the ground and was now loose. "We know. That's fine." Cooper added, silently praying that Poppy's bluff would work, because if he was being honest they both knew that they would not be able to do this without her. "This is a terrible idea that will most likely blow up in your face." Branch yelled hoping that they would just come back down. She couldn't go, she had a family to protect and as much as they drove her crazy they were her family too, but she had three kids to think of. Before any of them could make another sound the rope to the balloon had wrapped itself around Branch's leg yanking her up. "Help!" Branch cried out as she flailed to try and grab the rope so she didn't fall on her head. Poppy and Cooper were instantly worried over their sister, each doing what they could to pull Branch up and safely into the basket. Rather she liked it or not Branch, Poppy, and Cooper were already far gone from the Pop Trolls.
When morning came Barb was in a far worse mood than before because when Debbie came back she was covered in pink makeup, glitter, and a matching bow. Barb was horrified at what the Pop Trolls had done to her baby. She was drowned in glitter at the return invite of Poppy and sent back asking to be Best Friends. "Best Friends? Is she making fun of me? No one talks like that. You don't just become Best Friends overnight it takes years of mutual agreements and hard work to become Best Friends. Riff how long till we get there!?!" Barb ranted to her siblings. "We will be there in fifteen minutes." Barb gritted her teeth in a smile ready to wreck some Pop Trolls. When they finally reached their destination the Rock Trolls hit them hard and fast. Destroying every home in their wake, taking every troll, and tearing apart every tree due to the shear size of the Rock Ship.
Barb was then informed that no one was able to find the Pop String. How could that be? They checked the first location and this one and as far as any of the Pop Trolls knew this was it, but Barb looked at the size of the population. No this can't be it. This was slightly bigger than the first group they found. "Bring Queen Poppy to me." Barb ordered. "She's not here." Riff told her. "What? What do you mean she's not here?" Barb asked, angrily. Riff felt awkward and slightly scared of his sister. "She's not here, but Former King peppy is." Riff somehow managed to get out. "Then bring him to me." Barb demained through gritted teeth. The Rock Troll Guards brought Peppy to the Rock Queen. She knelt down to meet him at eye level. "Where is the Pop String? And where is Queen Poppy?" Barb asked, only to be met with a look of pure surprise on the old troll's face. It was then that Barb realized that King Peppy didn't know the answer to either of those questions. "Poppy took the string didn't she?" Barb asked in an eerily calm voice. Peppy's lack of response was all she needed to confirm her suspicions. "Is this all of the Pop Trolls? No other tribes?" Barb asked. "This is it." King Peppy answered her in defeat; Barb huffed before turning to her guards. "Put them with the others."
With that the Pop Trolls were led to the prison where they were all met with a surpise of all the trolls they thought they had lost during the escape. King Peppy then heard a voice he never thought that he would hear again. "Dad?" Peppy turned to see his lost daughter. "Viva. My baby girl. You're alive." He said as he ran and hugged his lost daughter. Barb was frustrated she needed to find Queen Poppy and her Pop String. "Carol. Bring in the Bounty Hunters." Barb ordered her sister who just rolled her eyes, but did as she was told. "Chaz the Smooth Jazz Troll, The K-Pop Gang, The Regga Trolls, and the Yodelers. Wait, where are the Yodelers?" Barb asked, noticing the two missing trolls. She looked around hoping someone would answer her question. It wasn't until Riff raised his hand to speak and Barb gestured for him to do so.
"I heard that they yodeled so loud that they caused an avalanche in the Neverglades. I think." Riff said, forcing Barb to roll her eyes. "If any one can find her it's them." Barb grumbled to herself. "What is this all about?" Terry asked. "One Nation under Rock is about to commence and there will be nothing but glorious rock music, but whoever finds my Queen Poppy of the Pop Trolls and her Pop String I will let them keep their music and give their own territory here." She pointed to a small island on the map that was named Vacation Island. "It's small." Meena said. "Do you want it or not?" Barb asked, but before any of them could say anything Chaz took the deal and left quickly the other followed suit as to not wanting to lose their music. Watch out Queen Poppy, your time will soon be up.
So I definitely changed some things in the second movie. I know that the concept of the Putt Putt Trolls was after the World Tour, but I do wish it did because if it did exist then how did Barb not find them? Well that's all I am gonna say. We get the missing scenes and some changed events. I hope y'all enjoyed reading this chapter and until the next time. Bye-bye for now my little Bookworms.