The Adventures of Azalea and Twig (book 6)

Chapter 15

"AHHHHH!" they all screamed together.

Quickly, Branch got in front of Poppy, blocking her from the giant.

The giant looked down at them, panting heavily in fear, until she realized she recognized them.

"Poppy? Branch?" she said.

The two trolls looked up at her, Poppy smiling, as she recognized the sweetness in her voice.

"Molly!" she shouted, running over to give her old friend a hug.

"M... Molly?" Branch said, confused. "But... but she's so..." He looked up at her, his ears drooping in fear, as he gulped. "Big..."

"Well... yeah," Molly shrugged. "It's been years, Branch. Did you think I would just stay 8 years old forever? I'm sixteen now."
"You've grown so much!" Poppy said, in aww, hugging Molly's finger, which was bigger than her entire body.

"I missed you both so much," Molly said. "Get over here, Branch."

She grabbed onto Branch, bringing him over so, she could give him a hug.

"Hey! No! Put me down!" Branch yelled, struggling to get free.

"What am I? Chopped liver?" Barb complained, feeling left out of the reunion.

Molly looked down at her, and smiled. "Oh... sorry, Bard."

She reached over to give her a hug, but Barb pulled away.

"Save your pity hugs. I don't care about you. Now... who I do care about is..." She looked around the room, finally spotting who she was looking for. "Shelby!"

     The little chihuahua looked up at her name, spotting Barb in the windowsill, and instantly recognizing her.

     "Ruff!" she barked, jumping to her feet, and running over to greet Barb.

     She jumped on top of her, licking her face, as she wagged her tail with joy.

     "My little Shelby-welby," Barb cooed, kissing the dog's nose. "I missed you my sweet little girl."

     Everyone looked at her, confused, and she glared right back at them.

     "You tell anyone about this, and I kill you all. Got it?" she threatened.
"Got it," all three said at once.

     "So..." Molly finally said. "What are you guys doing here?"

     "We're looking for our daughter," Branch said, pulling a picture of Azalea out of his hair, and handing it to her.

     "Awwww! You two have a daughter?" Molly asked, in aw.
"And a son," Branch added, proudly, as he pulled out a picture of Twig.

     "Well, they are just adorable," Molly complimented, handing the pictures back to Branch.

     He took them, looking at the picture of Azalea, as he began to cry, hugging the picture, tight.

     Poppy placed her hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him, as Barb groaned, rolling her eyes.

     "She... she was taken by a wormado..." Branch explained, wiping his tears away. "We just gotta find her."

     He pulled out the tracker, handing it to Molly.

     "That dot it her. Do you know where that is?"

     Molly looked at the tracker, scratching her head.

     "Looks like Orlando," she said.

     The trolls looked at her confused.

     "Orlan-what now?" Barb questioned, scratching behind Shelby's ear.

     "Orlando? You know... Florida..."

     They still looked confused.

     "Well... it's over 2,519 miles away."

     Branch's ears drooped.

     "That... that's a lot of miles..." he said, sadly.

     "Can you get us there?" Poppy asked, looking at Molly. "We need to find our daughter."

     "Well... I mean... you could take a plane. But I don't know where you'd get the money. Plus I don't think they let hamsters on planes."

     "We're not hamsters!" the three yelled.

     "Right... trolls. Sorry," Molly apologize. "Anyways... I don't know how you'd get all the way there."

     "Could you get us on a plane?" Poppy asked Molly.
"I'm sixteen. I don't have enough money for a plane ticket."

     Poppy and Branch's ears drooped down, as they both looked down, sadly. Then Molly smiled with an idea.

     "But I know someone who does..."