Comeback Tour

Past

A young teen Pop Troll peeked in through a backstage curtain, finding the five brothers of BroZone prepping for their first show on their Tour. "One minute until show time!" The backstage worker called out, looking on his clipboard as he fast walked past the band. The audience could be heard through the curtain on the other side of the dressing room, 'BroZone! BroZone!' which made Baby Branch, the youngest of the group, anxious.

The oldest brother, John Dory, was trying to figure out what sequence the songs needed to be in for the show, "Alright guys, we're gonna open with 'Girl, Baby, Baby' and close with 'Baby, Baby, Girl.' Wait, no. That doesn't sound right,"  John Dory thought, before jumping in excitement, "Ooh! I got it. Open with 'Baby, Baby, Girl' and close with 'Baby, Baby, Girl, Woman' Yes!" He cheered, laughing as he threw his pencil into the sheet of music that rested on the stand in front of him.

"We are gonna make boy band history tonight," John Dory proclaimed, hands on his hips with confidence as he began walking around the room to 'lead' his brothers in their per-performance warm ups.

Spruce, the second oldest, was currently on the floor doing five hundred sit ups, his abs shining with sweat as he tried to push through the last hundred that John Dory just told him to do.

"John Dory, do I really have to keep wearing these things?" Clay, the third oldest asked, turning around to face his oldest brother, showing off his Funderdrawers that he honestly didn't want any association with. "Yes, you do, Clay!" John Dory ordered, walking over to his yellow haired brother, telling him how important it was for Clay to wear the underwear.

"Bro, you look stressed. Breathe." Floyd, the second youngest tried to relax his oldest brother, only to be met with sarcasm, "Well of course I'm stressed, Floyd, it's the first show of the tour." John Dory got firm, gesturing to the crowd that could still be heard from behind the stage curtains, "We promised the fans!"

"Okay, calm down. You're making Baby Branch nervous,"

"What? Nervous? No, no, no, no, he's not allowed to be nervous," John Dory wasn't having it, until another voice cut in.

"Give him some slack, John Dory, it's his first show," The brothers all turned to see a the young troll girl walking in with a smile on her face. Her light peachy pink skin and long white hair always seemed to capture John Dory's attention, "Well-I...I uh," John Dory couldn't speak, his gaze focused on the baby blue eyes that were capturing his soul, thick eyelashes fluttering at him.

Floyd smirked and took this opportunity to go comfort his baby brother, leaving his oldest brother with his crush, not that either of them were aware of the others feelings when it was so obvious to everyone else around them. 

"I'm sure you were nervous your first time too," The girl placed her hand on John Dory's, seeming to knock him out of his frozen state, shaking his head and trying to pass off his embarrassment, "My first show didn't have the Perfect Family Harmony riding on it," John Dory stressed, looking down at the shorter troll in front of him who showed her beautiful smile at him, making his legs shake. 

"I believe in you guys, so don't worry, okay? For me?"  John Dory couldn't help but smirk at the girl in front of him, squeezing her hand that was still connected with his, "Okay Sweet Peach, for you," 'Sweet Peach', also known as Aurora giggled, feeling a small tug on her dress as she looked down to lock eyes with Baby Branch who was smiling his one tooth smile up at her, "There's my Blue Berry!" Aurora gasped, picking up the baby troll who gave her a giant hug. As he snuggled into her, all of his nerves seemed to disappear.

"You came to watch?" Branch asked, pulling back from the hug to look at the girl who was holding him, "Of course! I wouldn't miss your first performance for anything!" Aurora promised, placing Branch back on the floor as all the brothers began to gather at the stage curtain with John Dory leading the way. "I'll be watching you guys! Have fun!" Aurora called, turning to walk out the way she'd come in, missing the longing stare that John Dory was sending her over his shoulder.