Brozone/Broppy Short Stories

The Wild pt 1

Characters:
Samson = John Dory
Ryan = teen Branch
Benny = Clay

*This will be when Samson is teaching Ryan how to roar with his "Samson The Wild" stories*

???: So there I was. Face to face with the biggest meanest cuddle pup this side of Troll Village...
???: And you sung so high you sent it running.
???: John, I've heard that one a billion times.
JD: Uh, what about when I made the clouds cry?
???: Yep.
JD: The Peril Patch?
???: Jooohn.
JD: Okay, Branch, here's one I know you haven't heard. It starts in a well-known band called... Brozone. The bergens were terrorizing the village yet again. All the trolls had given up hope except for one group of trolls. Us. Brozone. Fortunately, we knew a couple of weaknesses the bergens had. Like pulling their ears or pulling their nose hair's. We thought we had them on the run until the dust cleared. Classic bergen troll trap.
Branch: So what'd you do?!
JD: What did we do?
Branch: Yeah!
JD: That's when we sang the perfect family harmony.
The bergens were blown away by the power of family love and togetherness.
Branch: That it?
JD: I thought it was over. But they had a secret weapon. He was the biggest bergen I had ever seen in my life. He was 16 ft tall.
Branch: 16?
JD: I mean, 160 ft tall!
Branch: Cool.
Bergen: (laughs evily) HAHAHA!!!
JD: To pull this off, I knew we needed one extra special troll. Someone like you.
Branch: I'm ready!
JD: You ready?! Well, let him have it! Sing Branch!
Branch opened his mouth, but as he sang his high note, his voice cracked. The bergens were laughing, and it went to reality where trolls were laughing. Branch looked so ashamed. Until John Dory sang, and everyone clapped.
JD: Oh yeah.
Branch: Humph! Story of my life. You singing brings down bergens, and mine makes the babies laugh.
JD: Hey! C'mon, that was so cool. You dropped half an octave. Look, I have goosebumps.
Branch: Yeah, right, John.
JD: Okay, let's start over.
Branch: I'm done for today.
JD: Please, one more, you were so close.
He goes over to his brother to comfort him.
JD: Maybe you need to open your mouth wider (helps Branch widen his mouth).
Branch: That's not helping. If you really want to help me, you'd take me to see the other tribes!
JD: Woah! Hang on there. We have everything we need in Pop Village. Lifestyle, music...
Branch: And it's boring.
JD: Boring?
Branch: I'm never going to learn how to sing properly. But don't worry, I finally figured out how we can reach the different tribes.
JD: You did?
Branch: The glitter trolls say the river connects all the tribes.
JD: That river is dangerous. Stay away.
Branch: (begging) But John...
JD: Look, I know you're frustrated, but a troll finds his voice -
Both: Here.
Branch: I'm so tired of hearing that, John!
Troll mother: Help! Some weirdo is stealing my daughter's candy bracelet!
???: Weirdo?!
The troll got the bracelet.
???: Weirdos don't got bling like this.
Troll mother: Why you little!
The mother swung her purse in the trolls face, sending him crashing into John Dory.
???Lastly, that is the weirdest looking baby I've ever seen!
JD: Ow... Clay, taking candy from a baby?
Clay got off his brother.
Clay: Stealing is such a strong word, I prefer liberating. Hey Bitty B! Heard your notes, down another...
He looks to John for help.
JD: *whispers* Octave.
Clay: Octave! *clicks his tongue*
He went to Branch to give him a comforting embrace, but Branch just shrugged it off.
Clay: So you ready to flex the drip for John and I as we pump up the crowd at Princess Poppy's exclusive party!
Branch: I can't even sing properly. How would you know I was there.
Branch ran off towards the woods.
JD: You really think he hit that Octave?
Clay: Of course! What's an octave again?