Trolls: Holiday in Family Reunion

Part 3

Branch, immediately after showing each brother where they could sleep, went to the center of Trollstopia. He had to find Poppy and explain everything to her.

At the same time Poppy was looking for him. She couldn't bear to see the look on his face, which she imagined, right after she told him that their holiday together wouldn't happen.

They looked around at each other until they bumped into each other. They both lost their balance. Poppy almost fell when suddenly Branch caught her around the waist preventing her from doing so. Poppy reflexively grabbed his shoulders. The situation was very awkward. Poppy and Branch looked around each other and noticed the stares of all the Trolls on each other, who, as soon as they noticed that the two were looking around, began to continue their preparations for Christmas and walked ahead. When everyone returned to their activities, Branch looked at Poppy and she looked at him. They both blushed slightly. After which Branch finally helped her get back upright.

"Are you okay?" he asked scratching his head.

"Yes, everything ok..." she corrected her dress, she wanted to flirt "...Since you showed up" she winked at him. He giggled.

"Yes, at my place too" he replied embarrassed.

There was an awkward silence. Branch rocked back and forth on his heels and Poppy, holding her hands behind her back, gently rocked her hips left and right.

How do you even start the conversation? "Hey! You know what? We can't meet tomorrow after all" I don't think it's a good idea to start this conversation that way.

"Sooooo... How are the brothers?" she asked first.

"Oh yeah. Well quite well, they even liked my bunker" he looked around. He didn't feel comfortable standing in the middle of a busy street. Poppy knew him too well, she read it from his face and took him under her arm and started walking with him.

"What about Viva? Does she like the Trollstopia you created?" asked Branch after a while. He needed to cool off slightly.

"Yes, he can't believe that we both created something like a utopia for the Trolls" they both laughed out loud.

The conversation was going very well. They were both walking ahead. They didn't even have a specific destination, where they wanted to get to. They talked and laughed sincerely, at their jokes or the strange situations they experienced. However, they forgot why they were actually looking for each other.

It began to get dark and Branch instinctively began to guide Poppy to her pod.

Poppy didn't even notice that they had changed direction. Branch probably didn't notice either. They walked and talked on until they reached her pod. It was already quite dark in the sky, but even though it was late in the day, Trollstopia was completely bright from all the decorations. Poppy and Branch looked at the magnificent view for a few more moments then Poppy began to yawn and rested her head against his shoulder.

She was tired. She had an absolute right to be. After all, she had the whole of Trollstopa on her mind and now her sister, who had way too much energy... Sister, sibling, brother...Oh no! BROTHERS! He was about to tell her about the fact that they would not be able to meet together tomorrow!

He walked her straight to the door. She still had her head on his shoulder and held his hand tightly in her two small hands.

He couldn't tell her now, she was tired, and what if she couldn't fall asleep after that message? No he wouldn't tell her. He can't.

The door to Poppy's capsule opened and she stepped inside. Branch stayed outside. she didn't want to let go of his hand, it was so warm and soft, but unfortunately she had to. Branch reached out as far as he could and she ran her fingers over his fingertips, as if they were never to see each other again.

"See you tomorrow, night Branchie" said Poppy.

"Until tomorrow Poplove" he smiled slightly.

The door closed and Branch turned around. A grimace appeared on his face. What was he supposed to do?

As he thought about it, two hands suddenly wrapped around his neck. At first he was terrified. Could it be that someone was attacking him? However, a kiss on the cheek effectively led him out of this claim. He grabbed Poppy's arm.

"Poplove, hmmm...?" she teased him.

Branch turned to her and grasped her hands in his own.

"Well what? Too cute? I can think of something else if you want" he looked deeply into her eyes.

"No, it's fine. Poplove sounds great. I love it Branchun"

"And your Branchun loves you" he wondered if he was exaggerating the sweetness.

They tapped their noses, after which Poppy went to her pod.

Decided. It may be hard to organize it all, but it will be worth it for her. He will do it for her. He will not cancel their meeting tomorrow. He is able to do it, or else his name is not Branch.

Poppy had similar thoughts on the subject.

"I am able to do it, for him/her" They said at the same time, to each other, in a way that no one could hear.