Trolls and the Enchanted Forest (rewrite)

Chapter 28

     "That rocked, Popcorn!" Barb laughed, as she and Poppy walked through the village after the concert that night.

     The night was dark, only being lit up by the many stars up in the sky, the cool air blowing past the two queens as they walked.

     "We should start a band," Barb suggested. "Me, you, and..."
"Branch?" Poppy suddenly said, stopping as she looked off into the distance, cocking her head slightly in confusion.

     Barb looked at her, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

     "Why would we let that dork into our band?" she questioned.
"No. I'm not talking about the band," Poppy said, rolling her eyes at the queen of rock. "Look."

     She pointed up ahead at Branch, who was paceing back and forth, covering his ears, as he muttered softly to himself, looking around in fear.

     "Branch!" Poppy called out, waving. "Hey, Branch! Over here!"

     He looked up, his eyes widening when he saw her, seeming even more scared now than he had been before. He didn't want to tell her about the voice he kept hearing. What if she just thought he was crazy? Was he crazy?

     Quickly, he turned, taking off running, in the opposite direction. She couldn't know... he wouldn't be able to handle it if the troll he loved more than anything else in the world thought he was crazy. He had to get away, so she wouldn't find out...

     "Branch! Wait! Where are you going!?" Poppy yelled out after him, but he didn't stop. He just kept on running. "Hugh... that was weird..." she muttered softly, scratching her head in confusion. "I wonder what's wrong..."

"Don't worry, Popsqueek. I'll get him," Barb said, as she stretched a bit.
"Baaaarb... don't hurt him," Poppy warned, looking at her sternly.
"We'll see," Barb replied with a smirk. "BRAAAAAAAAAAANCH!" she yelled, taking off after him.

     He looked back at the sound of the shout, seeing Barb right on his tail.

     "AHHH! No, Barb! Stop chasing me!" he shouted out in fear, as he picked up the pace a bit.

     "Get back here, boy toy!" Barb demanded harshly, catching up to the fleeing troll quickly. "No!" Branch cried out in reply, running as fast as he possibly could. "Leave me alone!"

He took off quickly towards his bunker, trying desperately to escape.

The bunker was in sight... he was almost home free, when the sound suddenly rung out through the cool air again.

     "Aaaaaaaaaa!"

     The sound rung through his eardrums, distracting him from his desperate escape attempt.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

Distracted by the mysterious voice, he turned his head to look in the direction the sound had come from, as he slowed down his pace a bit.

     Barb took this opportunity, and pounced, tackling Branch to the ground.

     "AHHH!" Branch cried out in shock, as he fell forwards, Barb pushing him down to the ground roughly. "Ow!" he shouted in pain, as they rolled down a small hill wrestling with each other.

Finally, Barb gained control, kneeling on Branch's chest, as she glared down at him.

     "Why you runnin'!?" she shouted in his face.
"None of your frosting business!" Branch replied in a shout, struggling to escape her grasp. He gasped, stopping his struggle, as he realized what he had just said.