The three trolls and Molly sat in an office, the bald man sitting in front of them, glaring, the name Barb still permanently written on his head.
Poppy looked around, noticing a name plate on the man's desk.
"Oh... so you're name is Gary?" Poppy said. "That's so weird. Branch has a remote son named Gary."
"Poppy... don't tell him personal stuff about us," Branch whispered. "I'm just trying to start a conversation," Poppy replied, before turning back to the man. "So, Gary..." "My names not Gary..." he muttered.
She blinked looking at the name plate, and then him.
"But... it says..." "This isn't my office, you fool," he yelled, annoyed. "I'm just borrowing it to interrogate you elves!"
"Elves?" Branch said, offended. "That's just uncalled for, man..." He crossed his arms, glaring at the man.
"Um..." Poppy said, trying to change the subject. "Well I'm Poppy. And this is Branch..."
Branch's eyes widened, as he looked at Poppy.
"Whoa... whoa... whoa..." he said, trying to stop Poppy from talking. "Don't tell him our names! We don't know if we can trust him..." He gave the man the stink eye.
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"Pft..." Poppy chuckled, waving her hand through the air. "Relax, Branch. It's not like I gave away the location of your 'secret' bunker." "Ok! Alright! Alright!" Branch said, trying to shush her.
Poppy chuckled, rolling her eyes playfully, as she turned back to the man.
"As I was saying... I'm Poppy. He's Branch. This is Barb. And she's Molly!" She smiled, as she finished introducing everyone, but the man just glared.
Poppy's smile faded, as she cleared her throat, awkwardly.
"And you are..." she asked, trying to get his name.
"I am Officer Lawson. Police of the skies," he introduced, coldly.
"Oh... well hello, Lawson," Poppy greeted with a smile, but he just gave them the death glare.
"Well..." Branch said, gently grabbing onto Poppy's shoulders, and leading her towards the door. "Now that we're all introduced... we should probably be on our way..."
He tried to escape the room, Molly and Barb beginning to follow, but the man, Lawson, slammed his hands down on the table, causing them all to jump, turning back to look at him.
"You four aren't going anywhere. Except to jail..."
Branch's eyes widened, as he shrunk away in fear.
"J... j... jail?" he questioned, his voice shaky.
"What!? For what!?" Barb demanded.
"Well... let's see..." Lawson said, pulling out a file to look at. "You released all the animals from cargo... you caused an emergency landing..." "We also snuck onto the plane," Poppy added with a smile. "Poppy!" Branch, Barb, and Molly all yelled, causing Poppy to shrink away a little.
"I mean..." Poppy said, trying to correct her mistake. "No we didn't?"
The three facepalmed, as they shook their heads.
"That's a lot of criminal offenses to rack up. Especially all in one day." "Actually, it's only been a few hours," Poppy corrected. "Poppy!" the three shout again.
"Um... excuse me, Mr. Lawson, sir..." Branch said, nervously, as he stepped forewords a little. "Couldn't you just... I don't know... let us off with a warning, or something?"
Lawson slammed his hands down onto the desk again, causing everyone to flinch, and Branch to fall off the desk, and onto the floor.
"Ow..." he groaned, slowly standing up to climb back up with Poppy and Barb.
"I have worked at this airline for twenty years..." Lawson said, firmly. "And not once... not once! Have I ever had three infractions on one flight!"
"Well..." Molly said, nervously. "Congratulations on such a distinguished career, sir..." "Yes... and because of that distinguished career, I have finally been put up for a promotion," Lawson added. "And you know what they're gonna bring up, when I go on that interview for said promotion?"
The trolls looked at each other, confused.
"I'll give you a hint..." Lawson said, calmly. "Will it be... my twenty years of flawless dedication... or that one time three elves turned my plane into Noah's Arch!?"
"Probably... the second one..." Poppy said, softly.
Molly, Barb and Branch glared at her, and she looked at them, realizing her mistake.
"I... I mean... the first one?"
Branch and Barb facepalmed again, shaking their heads in annoyance.
"Now... I'm gonna go call the cops to come and pick up you four criminals... I will be back. And you better not even try to run, cuz I will find you..."
He walked out of the room, glaring at the trolls.
Branch gulped, backing away a little.
"Ok... we gotta get out of here," Molly said. "Agreed," Branch and Barb said, simultaneously, as the three of them ran towards the door.
Branch turned around, noticing Poppy still sitting on the desk, her feet hanging over the side, as they kicked the air gently.
Poppy was humming the tune to hair in the air.
"Uh... Poppy? What are you doing?" Branch asked. "Waiting," Poppy replied. "What!? We... we need to go, before that guy comes back!" Branch objected.
She shook her head, continuing to sit.
"He said to stay here," Poppy replied. "Really? Really!? For the first time in your life... you want to listen now!? To him!?" "Good queens listen, Branch..." Poppy replied.
"But... but you... I... uuuggggghhhhhh!" Branch screamed, pulling his hair. "You know what... fine. You want to listen, listen to me," he said, walking over to her, and grabbing her hands in his.
"If we don't go now... we will end up in jail... and do you know what will happen then?"
Poppy shook her head.
"We will be separated. We'll never see each other again... and we'll never find Azalea."
She looked away, sadly, thinking about what Branch was saying.
