- Before you give me the Staff - Branch says, showing Poppy a bandanna in his hand. - Can you put this on your eyes?
- You want me to blindfold and not ask why?
- Exactly.
- Is that the thing why...
- Yes. I'm sorry.
It is a whole week after the Fest. And it was a really weird week for Poppy. The very next Day she and Branch were walking together and talking about the Fest, the Sharing, Immortals they met, talks they had, the food they ate. Basically about everything. It was one of the best of the best days for Poppy, maybe even better than the Fest. It was just she and him, the Gold Sphere shining warmly, birds singing softly, breeze blowing gently. Just them, talking for hours. As almost the most talkative creature below the Sky, Poppy was drunk with talk, exhausted with excitement, all smiles with Branch on her side.
And the very same Night, they fought.
It started so simply, with the god asking the goddess for going to rest during the night time and her being stubborn to walk with him instead. Neither wanted to yield, so calm discussion slowly turned into a loud fight. Their yells quickly caught the interest of the nearest Immortals, who surrounded them and before Poppy and Branch realized it, Smidge, the goddess of Honesty, was trying to calm them down. She listened to them both separately and, to Poppy's anger, she gave Branch the right. The goddess of the Day kinda didn't have a choice now; so many Immortals were begging her to go to sleep (and let them sleep, by the way).
Well, after that, Poppy was walking a bit bitter and twisted. She took offense especially at the god of the Night. He forced her to sleep every Night. What a jerk! How did he dare to tell her what to do? And how did the others dare to take his side? Maybe it was a bit childish that she didn't want to talk with him for the whole next day, but still. She had her right. She felt frustrated every time Branch was checking if she slept. Guh.
But now, staring at the bandanna in his hand, the very typical bandana that friend blindfolds friend to show a surprise, Poppy smiles widely and chuckles, reminding that ridiculous week.
- You would just tell me it was for the surprise!
- Then it wouldn't be a surprise - Branch points out. - I preferred to force you to sleep.
- Please, never do that again - She twists her face. - That was horrible.
The god of the Night collapses a very genuine giggle.
- Sleeping is that bad for you? - He chuckles.
- Yes! - Poppy throws up her hands and the Staff she grabs. - It is so boring! It's nothing, doing totally nothing in the complete silence and darkness in front of the eyes! It's like torture. Torture! I'm not exaggerating. It is torture. Just existing in one place without doing anything productive.
- Charging energy?
- But it's the worst way to do that! Guh, there has to be another way to rest without sleeping...
- Well, I'm sure we'll figure it out one day. Or others will. But now... - Branch lifts a bandanna in his hand a bit higher. - Could you?
- Oh, yes - She gets ruffled a bit. - Sure.
She grabs the bandanna and stops, staring at it.
- Umm... I don't know how to wear it with the Staff in my hand...
- I can take it - Branch says and almost touches it. - Wait. No. I can't. The Night will come and you will see the thing...
- I already know that there is a surprise, so why not?
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Inseparable - Trolls Mythology AU
FanfictionSlow Burn Broppy Fluff :3 Just fluff, basically just fluff and almost nothing else. This is also my dream of writing trolls mythology. How was the trolls' world created? What would trolls believe in? How were the Strings made? How was love created? ...