The Adventures of Azalea and Twig (book 6)

Chapter 27

"Ugh... I'm hungry!" Barb whined, poking her head out of the backpack.

"Too bad," Molly replied. "You and Branch where to busy fighting, when the sturdiest came around to offer food."
"She was touching me..." Branch grumbled, sitting with his back towards Barb, as he crossed his arms.

Barb rolled her eyes, looking up at Molly.

"Pwease..." Barb begged with puppy eyes.

"Sorry... I don't have anything for you to eat," Molly shrugged.

"Hmph..." Barb groaned, as she turned, crossing her arms. "I'm gonna starve if I don't get something to..." She looked at Branch, her eyes widening, as she saw a giant cupcake alasplode instead of him. "Eat..."

She stared at him, her mouth watering.

Branch turned his head, noticing her.

"Uh... Barb..." he said, looking around, nervously. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"FOOD!" she shouted, pouncing at him.

"AHHH! No! Barb! Get off!" Branch cried out, trying to fight her off of him.

Molly rolled her eyes at the sound of the two trolls fighting again, and put on her headphones, to drown them out.

"Baaaaaaarrrrrbbbb!" Branch screamed, as she chewed on his ear. "Ow! Stop! Ow! That... ow! Hurts! Ow!"

He kicked her off of him, rubbing his ear.

"Ow..." he whimpered.

Barb started making disgusted faces, as she began to spit.

"Gross... ew... you taste awful," she complained.
"Cuz I'm not food!" Branch yelled back, still rubbing his ear.

Barb looked around, finally poking her head out of the bag again.

"Molly. Hey Molly," she said, trying to get Molly's attention, but she couldn't hear her over her music.

"Ugh! Fine!" Barb groaned. "If you're not gonna feed me, I'll find my own food."

She started to climb out of the bag, Branch looking over at her.

"Uh... I don't know if that's such a good idea," he said. "We're not supposed to be seen."
"Hey, Branch..." Barb said, casually, as she turned to look at him. "Are you hungry?"

Branch blinked, confused by the question.

"Well... yeah. Kinda... but..."
"How about a knuckle sandwich?"

She held up her fist, Branch shrinking away.

"You know what..." he said, nervously. "You go out and get as much food as you want." He smiled, innocently, Barb nodding, as she cracked her knuckles.
"That's what I thought..." she said, climbing out of the bag.

     Branch watched her leave, and then sighed, falling down onto his back, as he covered his face with his hands.

     "Well..." he said, softly. "We're doomed."