Trolls: BroZone Camping Trip

Chapter Sixteen

It had been an hour since they dealt with the Deceiving Blueberries, and everyone felt a lot better than before as they quickly gone through the Mushroom territory to the forest that was familiar to them. Branch faced everyone who walked from behind, enjoying themselves. Floyd was on his headphones, staring at his feet, still holding onto his stomach. Floyd stopped walking.

Floyd: Mm.

JD: Floyd? Are you okay? What's wrong?

Spruce: You okay, little bro?

Branch faced Floyd, and this time didn't feel like getting upset over stopping at the moment. He just couldn't for some reason. The way Floyd looked at them made Branch say nothing. Floyd turned away.

Poppy: What is it, Floyd?

Floyd faced them and closed his eyes.

❤️ I can't fight this feeling any longer ❤️

❤️ And yet I'm still afraid to tell you guys ❤️

Floyd stopped singing, opening his eyes, staring at them.

Branch: He's singing. Right now? No, just let him sing. It might be his outlet. It's okay, Floyd.......sing.

Floyd closed his eyes again, singing.

❤️ What started out as friendship, has grown stronger ❤️

❤️ I only wish I had the strength to speak up ❤️

Floyd opened his eyes and walked around as he continued to sing.

❤️ And even as I wander ❤️

❤️ I'm keeping you in sight ❤️

❤️ You're a candle in the window ❤️

❤️ On a cold, dark winters night ❤️

❤️ And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might ❤️

Spruce: Sing it, Floyd!

JD: Yeah! (Starts recording on the video camera)

❤️ And I can't fight this feeling anymore ❤️

❤️ I've forgotten what I started fighting for ❤️

❤️ It's time to bring this ship into the shore ❤️

❤️ And throw away the oars ❤️

❤️ Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore ❤️

Clay: What is the feeling? The prune juice? 

JD: Shhh!!!!

❤️ I have been feeling this achy feeling since yesterday ❤️

❤️ I have been holding it for twenty-five hours ❤️

❤️ And I have been inspired by you, Poppy ❤️