Poppy's Extraordinary Playlist

Chapter 4

- Queen Poppy?

Poppy gulped as she heard the green, Violet-hair troll called out her name, looking out from the operation room.

- Yes? - She asked shyly.

- Go in - He said crisply and pointed by open hand the inside of the room.

She felt a hand on her arm and when she turned around she met the comforting sight of the red-skin troll.

- You're brave - Suki showed her a calming smile. - You can do it, girl.

Poppy smiled nervously at her. She hoped she could. She took a deep breath and tried to get to the point.

- I can do this - Poppy repeated after a friend, feeling a bit braver. She stood up and stepped into the room.

- Good girl! - She heard Suki's voice behind her back before the door was closed by the green-skin troll.

- Actually, we can do this - The green skin troll said, guiding her to the main cab.

- Well, I guess so... - Poppy didn't feel more chill with that information. She stood next to the table, watching trolls in white overalls walking around the room and preparing stuff she couldn't even imagine what was for. She wondered if she had been calmer with that knowledge. But she guessed that no. But that unawareness was really unbearable and made her more stressed. She didn't know what she was waiting for in the middle of the room full of Trolls wearing green masks and gum gloves.

- Queen Poppy, you have to take off your hairband, scrunchie, and the hugtimer.

Poppy turned around to see the yellow-hair trolls in white overall giving her box for the things she was ordered to get off. She hesitated for a moment.

- Why must I take off my hugtimer? - She asked with an unconcealed grudge. She was really attached to it.

- It mustn't light up during the operation - He explained. - It would be deconcentrating surgeons.

Poppy bit her lips. She couldn't argue with that. After a brief while of hesitation, she started untieing her hot-pink hugtimer. Then it reminded her that she hadn't seen the bracelet on her doctor's wrist.

- Every single doctor has to take off their hugtimers? - Poppy asked curiously.

- No - The yellow-hair troll shook his head. - Only surgeons and to be honest we do it only for operation. Life without hugtimer is kinda sad, don't ya think, Queen? - He sounded like he smiled at her but she couldn't see it cause of the mask on his mouth. But she smiled him back, nodding slightly.

- Right! - She said, putting her hugtimer into a white plastic box.

- Alright - The yellow-hair troll said when she finished putting the things into the box. - Now you can lie on the table. We'll give you anesthetic and then fall you asleep.

He turned around to put the box away. Poppy looked at the table feeling a lump in her throat. She sat on it and laid slowly, feeling as a touch of cold surface made her skin tremble. She blinked rapidly when white light from the lamps glared at her.

- Keep calm, your Majesty - One of the surgeons put her hand on Poppy's arm to comfort her. - You won't feel anything.

- I hope - Poppy mumbled, straightening herself on the table.

- We have to cut your hair a bit - The female surgeon added. - Would you mind it?

- If it's a necessity... - Poppy tried to smile a bit cause asking her if she minded cutting her hair sounded sort of making her naive. If they had to, they would do it, even if she didn't give them her agreement. On the operation table, Queen Poppy for some while lost her royal privileges.