Trolls and the Mystery Creature

Chapter 3

     "Ugh..." Poppy groaned, placing her hand on her head, as she slowly sat up. What had happened?

     She looked around, noticing she was in Branch's bunker, but couldn't quite remember how she got there.

     "Branch? What happened?" she asked, but there was no response from Branch. "Branch?"

     As she stood, she looked around the room, suddenly seeing Branch passed out on the floor.

     Her eyes widened, as she looked at him. "Branch!"

     Quickly, she ran over to him, falling down onto her knees, as she gently lifted his head.

     "Branch? Please wake up, Branch. Branch!"

     "Ow..." he groaned, as he slowly opened his eyes, looking up at Poppy.

     "Poppy? What are you doing here? And... why am I on the floor?"

     He slowly wobbled to his feet, Poppy, helping him keep his balance.

     His eyes widened, as he looked around.

     "What happened to my bunker!?" he yelled, seeing the mess. His table was flipped, and there was glitter, and glue, and other messy stuff all over the place.

     "Poppy! Did you have your scrapbook club in here again!? I told you after the last time, you weren't aloud to do that any more!"
"No. I didn't, Branch! At least..." she paused, looking around. "I don't think I did... I really don't remember much of anything."

     "Well... this is gonna take me all day to clean," he sighed.
"Do you need any help."
"No... thank you, Poppy, but I think I'll be fine."

     She kissed his cheek, and then walked to the elevator, leaving the bunker.

     Branch looked around, and then sighed.

     "Well... better get to cleaning."

     It took all day, but he was finally finished cleaning. He looked around, proud of the great job he had done. His bunker was spotless.

     "Ok," he sighed, wiping the sweat off his head. He looked at his clock. It was almost midnight.

     "I'm beat..." he said, yawning. "Better get to bed."

     He started to walk towards his room, but stopped, when he stepped on something. He picked it up his eyes widening.

     "Poppy's surprise party! How did I forget about that!? It's a good thing Poppy didn't see this when she was down here, or the surprise would've been ruined."

     He looked at his clock again, remembering what day it was.

     "Oh no! Poppy's Party is tomorrow, and I'm not even almost finished preparing!" He looked at the clock again, as it turned midnight. "Correction!" he said, panicking. "The party is today! I've gotta get everything ready!"

     Quickly, he ran to the elevator, riding it up, and out of the bunker.