Trolls and the Mystery Creature

Chapter 9

     Branch skipped through the village, happily with his ice-cream, as he sang loudly.

     "I got this feeling inside my bones. It goes electric, wavey when I turn it on. All through my city, all through my home. We're flying up, no ceiling, when we in our zone."

     Poppy smiled, as she walked behind him, listening. It was kinda weird seeing Branch this happy, but she liked it.

     "I've got that sunshine in my pocket. Got that good song in my feet. I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops. I can't take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally.
You gone like the way we rock it, so don't stop."

     Poppy walked up next to him, beginning to sing along, as they both danced through the village.

     "Under the lights when everything goes. Nowhere to hide when I'm getting you close
When we move, well, you already know. So just imagine, just imagine, just imagine.
Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance. Feeling good, good, creeping up on you. So just dance, dance, dance, come on. All those things I should do to you.
But you dance, dance, dance. And ain't nobody leaving soon, so keep dancing."

     "I can't stop the feeling. So just dance, dance, dance. I can't stop the feeling. So just dance, dance, dance, come on."

     Poppy laughed, clapping for Branch's performance. Branch smiled, taking a bow.

     "Hey, Branch... just curious... where did you learn that song?"
"I learned it..." he paused, thinking. "Hmm... I... I can't remember... I must've heard it somewhere..."
"It's ok," Poppy said, smiling, as she hugged him. "You'll remember at some point."

     "Branch! Your ok!" Biggie yelled, running towards the two trolls.

     Branch's ears dropped, his ice-cream falling to the ground, as he looked up at Biggie in fear.

     Quickly, Biggie scooped him up, off the ground, wrapping him in a tight hug.

     "AHHHHH!" Branch screamed, trying to break away. "Put me down! Put me down! Put me down!"

     He broke out of Biggie's grasp, running to hide behind Poppy.

     "Branch. It's ok. He's a friend," Poppy said, petting his head, trying to calm him down. "He... he's so big..." Branch whimpered, his voice shaking.

     Biggie looked at him, confused, and then turned his attention to Poppy.

     "Ugh... what's wrong with him?"

     Poppy looked down at Branch, giving him a small smile.

     "I'll be right back. You just stay here, ok?"

     Branch nodded, taking a deep breath, as he began to calm down.

     Slowly, Poppy walked over to Biggie, leading him away, so that she could talk to him without Branch hearing.

     "He has amnesia," Poppy whispered to Biggie. "He thinks he's four years old."

     Biggie looked back over at Branch, who was running around, giggling, as he chased a bird. Then he looked back at Poppy.

     "He thinks he's a kid?" he asked confused. Poppy nodded her head.
"So I have to keep my eye on him, until he gets his memory back."
"One problem with that, Poppy..." Biggie said, looking past her.
"What's the problem?" Poppy asked, confused.
"Branch is... gone..."

     Poppy spun around, quickly, noticing that Branch was nowhere to be seen.

     "Oh no..." she said, her eyes wide. "BRANCH!"