Trolls: Disco Fever

Chapter 8

Everyone was in awe at the amazing surroundings, it was unlike anything they've ever seen before.

Poppy: It's beautiful...

Barb: ...Looks like someone puked glitter.

Poppy: Remind you of our honeymoon, Branch?

Branch: We don't talk about that!

Poppy: Why not? You looked so cute then.

Branch: Poppy...!

Poppy started rubbing her finger under Branch's chin.

Poppy: Come on, Branchifer, you know you-

Tiny: Yo!!!

Poppy and Branch went silent almost immediately.

Tiny: You're not doing that in front of a kid, are you?

Branch shoved Poppy aside and she tumbled backwards.

Branch: Of course not! What do I...shut up!

Poppy got up and punched Branch's shoulder before taking her scrapbook out of her hair.

Poppy: Alright, guys, here's what we're gonna do!

*scene transitions to scrapbook sequence*

Poppy: So first we arrive to the disco trolls' territory...

Scrapbook Poppy: We made it!

Scrapbook Barb: It smells like barf!

Branch: What?

Poppy: Check! Then we'll split up and search for Viva, we'll each go in groups of two!

Scrapbook Branch: Let's split up!

Scrapbook Poppy: Noooooooo!

John Dory: Does she always-

Poppy: Viva could be anywhere, so this would be a challenge considering we've never been here. It's likely she could be held hostage somewhere big! And I mean big! Big!!! BIG!!!!!

Scrapbook Riff: Whoa...!

Scrapbook Barb: Whatever.

Poppy: Once we find out where she is, we'll sneak in...

Scrapbook Poppy: Ninja!!!

Poppy: And do something awesome...

Scrapbook Clay: Rusty Robot!

Clay: Hey!

Poppy: Once we're in, we'll find where Viva's being held...

Scrapbook Viva: Poppy!

Scrapbook Poppy: Vivi!

Poppy: And do some hugging.

Branch: Hugging?!

Poppy: Then we'll find the disco trolls, give them a piece of our mind...

Scrapbook Poppy: Prepare to die!

Poppy: AND THEN BLOW THIS ENTIRE PLACE TO SMITHEREENS!!!!!!!!!!

*transition back to normal*

The pop queen smiled and closed her scrapbook.

Poppy: Everyone clear?

Everyone stared at her like she just told a bizarre joke.

Clay: I have no idea what she just said but...I'M COMING, BABE!!!!!!

Branch: Aaaaaaaaaaaand there he goes, I give up on this guy.

Poppy: Wait, we haven't discussed the detail of the plan yet!

Poppy started running after Clay.

Spruce: Don't start without us!

John Dory: Get back here!

Everyone else started either running in Clay's direction or in a random direction. Soon, Floyd was the only one that didn't move, he was on his own.

Floyd: ...I guess I'm going with Clay.

Floyd gulped nervously and began navigating the huge city of Beatropolis. It was definitely somewhere you could easily get lost and it was a huge population. While Floyd was distracted, he suddenly bumped into one of the disco trolls causing her to drop her cap.

?: Hey, watch it!

Floyd: Oh sorry, I'll get it.

Both trolls bent down to grab the cap, instead grabbing each other's hands by mistake. They both began to blush looking up at each other, their eyes locking.
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🎶 Oh it's hard to get through it
But I'll keep on fighting oh I can do it
Cause I know that baby 
I am worth it
Oh I know I'm worth it

Trust me I know
Know you're feeling done, so numb
So alone
And I'm here for you 'cause
Oh you are worth it
I know you are worth it 🎶

DJ Slick: Stop!!!

Viva immediately stopped singing and the tall platform she was standing on began to lower back down.

DJ Slick: Honestly, if you want to keep this solo, you'll need to sing something that has a beat!

Viva: But it does have a beat, my dad and I used to sing this together a lot when I was little.

DJ Slick: This isn't a little family tradition we're doing, chica, the disco trolls aren't looking for heartfelt melodies!

Diva: I don't know, Slick, I actually kind of liked it. It's...unique.

Blitz: I agree, it's different compared to what we usually do.

DJ Slick: Different?! We've got less than 24 hours  to get this together, we can't just go around changing it! Either you sing something else or no solo!

When the DJ left, Diva sighed and put a hand on Viva's shoulder.

Diva: Sorry about our brother, he can be...demanding. He's old school.

Viva: It's okay, I'm used to it by now. My sister can be a little demanding most of the time.

Diva: If it makes you feel better, I really liked what you were singing, you have an amazing voice.

Viva: Thanks.

Diva: You should te-what just happened?

Viva: You like it?

Diva looked up at her hair that was in a French braid.

Diva: What did you...

Viva: It suits you well.

Diva: You did this?! It looks shockingly amazing! Hang on, I'm gonna go take this apart and see how you did it!

Viva couldn't help but laugh when she saw Diva leave with a big smile. But once she left, she looked at herself in a mirror and removed her mic headset. Then she ran her hand over her jumpsuit. This was a dream come true...but was it really worth it? What would Poppy say about this?

Viva: I'm sorry, Poppy, but I found my happy place...