Brozone/Broppy Short Stories

The Wild (pt 2)

Characters:
Samson = John Dory
Ryan = teen Branch
Nigel = Bruce
Bridget = Viva
Benny = Clay
Ryan friend #1 = Smidge
Ryan friend #2 = Guy Diamond

*This is where there is a stampede during the ice hockey game, and Samson snaps at Ryan for not being able to roar*

It was finally night, and that's when the village could party.
Clay: Yes! And the music will blast in 3...2...1 and showtime.
He then got blasted by glitter.
Bruce jumped off a tree only to land right on a branch in between his legs.
Bruce: (in pain) Who put that there...
Clay and John Dory walk up to Bruce.
JD: Ready for tonight?
Bruce: As always.
They begin to walk together as Clay announced a plan he had devised.
Clay: Oh! I forgot to mention, I'm finally gonna ask Viva out.
JD: Slow your roll, dude. You're an unusual troll, and she's a P-
Clay: Perfect! I know! But believe me, I got my eyes wide open (as he closes his eyes while walking).
He then bumped into someone, making him fall down.
Clay: Hey! Watch it you... you...
The moon shown its lights down on a certain troll named Viva. She was a princess. Next in line for the throne.
Clay: Viva...
Viva: Don't stare at my hair, Clay, my eyes are down here.
He snapped back into reality and decided to give her the candy necklace.
Clay: Right, sorry. This is for you.
She put her hands on her hips.
Viva: Did you steal another piece of jewelry?
Clay looked embarrassed.
Viva: Oh, you did you little pick pocketer.
Clay: I'm not a pick pocketer. I at least have the decency of stealing to their face.
Bruce: I don't think that's any better.
GD & Smidge: Let's get Branch homie. Whoa, we said it at the same time! Whoa!
John Dory went to Branch's room to check on Branch.
JD: Hey Branch! You're still coming to the concert, right?
Branch rolled over with the blanket on his head.
Branch: (annoyed) Ugh...
JD: C'mon Branch, we need you. You're our biggest fan.
Random troll: John Dory! I'm your #1 fan, dude! Woohoo!!!
JD: Awesome!
Branch: You were saying John.
JD: Look, Branch, about today, I just wanted you to-
Branch: Fine. I'll go to the stupid concert.
JD: Alright. I'll see you there then. *sigh*
As John Dory left, Smidge and Guy Diamond stepped out from their hiding spot.
Smidge: Hey Branch?
GD: Guess who's (Autotune) here.
Branch got happy.
Branch: Guy. Smidge.
GD: Daaang, he always gets it.
Smidge: We're going to stalk the puffalos while everyone else is at the concert.
GD: You in?
Branch thought then jumped out his bedroom window.
Branch: I'm coming.

*Skip forward a bit*

GD: Check it. The puffalos. Softest creature in any of the troll tribes.
Smidge: Let's take a closer look at these balls of fluff. Shall we?
GD: I think we shall.
Branch: How bout we not.
Smidge: Don't tell us you're getting chicken?
Branch: No!
Smidge: Then don't try to stop us. Join us.
Branch started to get worried.

*Skip forward a bit*

Smidge: Ready for a jump start? 3...2...
Branch: No! He sang a high note, making his voice crack. His friends just laughed until they realized what was happening.
Smidge: Uh oh.
GD: Now you did it, Branch.
Branch looked behind him in shock. The puffalos stampeded towards the village, wrecking everything in their path.
Branch: Please! Stop!
But they didn't. He tried grabbing one but was bucking on it instead.
KP: Everyone get to safety! Go, go!
Branch finally got thrown off. Just when he thought he was going to hit the hard ground, somebody caught him. He looked up to see John Dory with an angry look on his face.
Branch: Heh, told ya I'd come.
John Dory set Branch down.
JD: You think this is funny? You just endangered everyone in the village!
Branch: I'm sorry.
JD: For what?! Cause the stampede or wreaking the concert?!
Branch: No I-
JD: All you do is go to your room and sulk. Why? Is it because you can't sing!
Branch looked at his brother with a sad and embarrassed expression. John Dory realized what he had said and tried to make up for it.
JD: Branch, I didn't mean-
Branch: You wanna know what I'm thinking about when I'm so-called sulking? I'm thinking how great it would be if the ever so great beloved singer John Dory (whispers) wasn't my brother.
JD: *gasps*
Branch: I'd rather be Branch the loser a whole lot better! (runs off)
JD: Branch, wait! Please don't... go.