Trolls 3.0

Mission Accomplished

A/N: Okay, okay, I know I said the previous one would be my last update for now, but how could I NOT write about that new scene that came out?? FYI, spoilers sort of, so if you're not down for that don't read

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The brothers' song still lingered in the air even long after they'd finished singing it, sparkles resulting from the musical notes that they'd hit so harmoniously. The Family Harmony had been accomplished, and the wanna-be popstar twins were off somewhere in the river below them, more than likely flailing around helplessly with their thin, limby arms and legs.

Smiles and cheers had followed from the jubilant group. The Trolls had won!

"You did it!" Poppy cried, hugging Branch

"We did it!" he corrected. He readily cupped her cheek, overcome with a sudden urge to sweep her in for a heart-stopping kiss, when a weight suddenly fell onto his side, unbalancing him. He gasped when he realized that it was Floyd.

The magenta Troll, having been cheering alongside them, fell over, unstable on his legs. He groaned as he hit the ground, far too weakened to even attempt to push himself back up.

"Dude!" John Dory cried, hurrying to one side of him. Branch, Clay, and Spruce were quick to follow, surrounding their brother in a semicircle. Poppy and Viva stood off to one side, watching with wide eyes and giving the guys their space.

Branch felt his eyebrows crease with worry. Floyd had used the last bit of musical lifeforce inside of him to help add on to the harmony and break himself free, and it seemed to be having its effects on him now. He was hardly able to breath, each intake and release of air labored, and the last of his telltale magenta color was disappearing.

"Oh my gosh..." Clay murmured. "What do we do?"

"I... d-don't think that any...thing can be d-done..." Floyd managed to say, albeit strained.

"What?" John Dory sounded appalled. "What are you saying, Floyd? That you should just die?!"

"No way," Spruce pitched in. "We came here to break you free from that diamond!"

"A-and you did..." Floyd said. "I couldn't be any more grateful. I knew you guys could do it. And I thank you for it, more than you could ever imagine..." He paused, glancing up at each one of them and feeling his eyes water. Suddenly, a little laugh escaped him. "Heh... look at us... We're all together again.... I want you to know that you're my b-bestest friends in the whole... wide... world... I couldn't ask for any other brothers... I l-love you guys so... so... much..."

It was a little difficult for Floyd, but he managed to lift his hand just enough in Branch's direction. Branch saw this and, meeting him halfway, gripped it. Floyd looked up into his eyes, and though he spoke no more, Branch could still read the intense emotion coming from him. Floyd was his favorite brother, and Branch was Floyd's favorite as well. And it was the blue Troll who he continued to look at, all the way until his eyes fluttered shut and his hand went limp.

Branch felt his heart clench terribly. "Floyd?" he whispered, feeling his voice break. He felt tears pool into his eyes. "Oh, goodness no..."

"Floyd, wake up, bro," Spruce urged, "Wake up!" He grabbed onto his leg and shook him, but the Troll was still deadweight.

John Dory slumped, covering his face with his hands. "This is my fault," he whimpered. "If I would've just been faster..."

"No, bro, this is my fault," Clay said, "If I hadn't given y'all a hard time trying to come in the frst place..."

"Uh-uh," Spruce said. "This is my fault. If I would've - "

But he had stopped himself from finishing his sentence at the sound of Branch bursting out with a sob. The blue Troll leaned over his brother's body, pressing his forehead against Floyd's and clutching onto him tightly. Tears leaked down his cheeks in large, messy drops as he came to terms with what had just happened.

We tried... We tried but we were still too late. Now Floyd is gone.

Another family member gone, just like their Grandmother.

He felt his other brothers come to surround him, all putting one of their arms around each other, and the other arm on Floyd. Each of them silently mourned the loss of the magenta-haired Troll.

Suddenly, some humming began. John Dory looked up, as did Spruce and Clay, and they found that it had actually been Branch. And in listening closely, they recognized the song. It was the song they'd sang for the Family Harmony, a slower rendition of it, as Branch paid homage to its songwriter with the somber tune.

His brothers easily joined in, humming along and pushing past the pain. It was the least they could do. There seemed to be nothing else...

Until...

Branch could sense a glow emanating, and he forced his eyelids open, lifting his head slightly from where it had rested on his brother's. He gasped. Was he really seeing what he was seeing?

It seemed like he wasn't, because his brothers saw it too when they opened their eyes. There was a colorful glow that ran from each of their arms from where they were on top of Floyd, as if they were supplying him with their talent. Floyd's body glowed, his arms regaining that blueish skintone and his hair regaining some of that rich magenta color it had been.

Suddenly, he looked nearly completely normal.

But, is he actually... alive? Branch wondered.

"Floyd?" he asked, shaking him gently.

There was silence...

But then...

The magenta Troll gasped, blinking awake all at once. JD, Spruce, Clay and Branch all gaped at him. He stared back at them.

"Am I... I mean, did I... die?"

He squeaked in surprise when all four of the brothers replied with a scream of "FLOYD!" and was subsequently crushed by arms squeezing him in a tight hug.

"You're alive!"

"Oh, thank goodness!"

"We thought you were a goner for good!"

The three elder brothers bombarded him with phrases of relief. Branch in the meantime remained clung at his side, not wanting to let go, making sure that this was real.

"I'm so glad you're okay," he told him genuinely.

Floyd grinned at him, sweetly ruffling the blue-haired crop of hair atop of head. "Hey, um guys?" he asked the brothers. They immediately perked and listened in. "Do you think we could be a family again?"

Branch exchanged a look with the others. They knew just what he was thinking, so he spoke up for all of them. "Floyd, we ARE a family." And with that he went back and hugged him again.

Viva and Poppy, overcome with emotion, hugged each other as well. "Mission accomplished, sis?" the Putt Putt Queen asked.

Poppy winked. "Mission accomplished!"