* Some night at a party in Trollstopia *
POPPY: *sitting by herself, frowning*
BRANCH: *Goes to see her, crazy dancing* Hey Pops!
POPPY: Hey Branch...?
BRANCH: COME ON!! Get up and dance with me!
POPPY: You know I cant- *show her broken leg*
BRANCH:...
POPPY:...
BRANCH:..
BRANCH:... Well okay I'll go shake my butt like an idiot alone on the dance floor! :D
POPPY: Wait wha-
*Branch goes on the dance floor and dance a slow with an invisible partner*
POPPY: *Giggles and watches him dance*
~ ° ~
* Branch lost Poppy in a crowd*
BRANCH: *spot Barb* Hey Barb, have you seen Poppy?? I can't find her and I'm getting worried!
BARB: Alright, *Cups hand and shouts* POPPY SUCKS!!
*CRICKETS*
BRANCH:....
BARB:... Well alright then *cups hands again* BRANCH SUCKS!!!
POPPY: *punch her way through the crowd to get to them * THE FUCK YOU SAID ABOUT MY PRECIOUS BABY BRANCHIE BOO???! (!? =!)! #!)! ILL KICK YOUR A-
BARB: Found her.
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POPPY: Hey Branch?
BRANCH: Yeah?
POPPY: Can I ask you something real quick? *shyly place a lock of hair behind her ear*
BRANCH: *looks at his watch* Well we should hurry but... Yeah of course go ahead.
POPPY: I would like to know if uhm... You really like me.
BRANCH:...
POPPY:...
BRANCH:...
BRANCH: .... Babe we've been together for 6 years and we are about to get married in ten minutes–
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BRANCH: ... is that my clothes?
POPPY: *just got out of shower in the bunker with black boxers, a gray t-shirt and a leaves vest, all baggy on her* .... No.
~ ° ~
* Broppy wedding *
* Some random trolls bring the rings*
BRANCH: *put on Poppy's one on her finger*
POPPY: *giggles* Okay your turn~
BRANCH: Wait I can't.
POPPY: Huh? Why??
BRANCH : I glued my fingers together permenentely like... three years ago, remember ?
~ ° ~
*Poppy goes to Branch's bunker in the middle of the night*
POPPY: B-Branch... W-Wake up...
BRANCH: *Turn around and blink* ummm.... what do you want...?
POPPY: I uhm...
BRANCH: You could've choose someone else to wake up and bother you know? Just tell me what's goi-
POPPY: I love you.
BRANCH: ... I love you too now get in my bed right f******** now–
~ ° ~
BRANCH: You... You have a nice face.
POPPY: Yes, Yes I do.
BRANCH: I mean... A nice face, you have a nice face.
POPPY: Thanks... I think?
BRANCH: Oh my gosh- Please accept my akward attempts of flirting I don't know what I'm doing--
~ ° ~
BRANCH: No problem!
POPPY: *walks in*
BRANCH: One problem!
