"Ugghhh... shut up."
I rolled my body over groggily and smushed my face into the silk pillow. My arm kept hitting the nightstand next to my bed in an effort to snooze the agitating alarm clock that was going off. Why'd I set an alarm again? I lifted my head and tried to blink away the sleepiness.
My dream from last night already had me in an off-putting mood. The last time I saw Floyd was 15 years ago, yet my brain occasionally finds ways to remind me about the day BroZone broke up. On my nightstand was a picture frame that had a photo of me holding Branch when he was just a baby.
I dragged my finger across the mini calendar that was next to it trying to find today's date and circled in big red letters was 'Royal Wedding!!' Oh shit. I rolled over and fell out of bed before hurriedly getting back up and going through my wardrobe.
"I knew I put it in here somewhere... there it is" I pulled out a black garment bag that said 'S&C Designs'. I had become good friends with Satin and Chenille since being in Troll Village as I found out that I had a calling for fashion design.
Sometimes I go over to their studio and they'll design random outfits for me. At least half of my closet is stuff designed specifically for me by them. They even went as far as making me an outfit for Bridget and Gristles wedding free of charge just because I helped them pick out the right color for a jumpsuit.
Whilst I was putting on the remaining parts of my outfit, I was met with a knock on the door of my pod. "Come in!" A troll whose complexion was light pink and had dark pink hair put up in a ponytail to compliment it, walked through my door.
"Hi Veneer!" she audibly gasped at my appearance and squealed. "You look amazing!"
"Girl, look who's talking. I love your dress so much!" She grabbed the front of her dress, gave me a curtsy and spoke in a British accent. "Why thank you, kind sir" I giggled at her bizarre behavior, but she's my friend so I've learned to get used to it.
My outfit consisted of a sparkly, dark green blazer that only buttoned up from the bottom to about the center of my stomach and a white dress shirt underneath. I wore black pants that had a flare at the bottom and heeled, black combat boots. Poppy grabbed a black bow tie off my dresser and put it around the collar of my dress shirt.
"Aaaand perfect! Now let's go, we have to get Branchifer. Knowing him, he probably forgot about the whole wedding all together" I let out a belly laugh at Poppy making fun of her boyfriend. He's always so organized but the guy constantly forgets about events. How Mr. Sarcastic himself managed to woo the Queen of Pop is still beyond me, but as long as he's happy, I'm happy.
We slowly made our way over to Branch's Grandma's old house. Because I was traveling with the queen, it was only natural that we got stopped a hundred times by trolls who had questions about what they should do to help out or where they should go. The hug time bracelets better not go off, I swear to-
Ding
Of course. Why wouldn't they? We got surrounded by tens of trolls who all wanted to hug the queen of all hugs... literally. I had a few people hug me but honestly, I still wasn't big on it. Sure a hug feels nice, but it's awkward when it's from someone who you hardly know.
After what felt like an eternity, we were met with the front door of the old home. Branch decided about two weeks ago that he was going to move out of his bunker and into his grandma's old house. He's been there recently as he was moving a lot of furniture around and redecorating the place because apparently 'some things just shouldn't be macraméd'.
When I went over to help him one time, I noticed he had taken down all the old family photos that were framed on the walls and placed them in a cardboard box. We opened the door and were both about to say hi, but didn't when we saw him listening to a vinyl I recognized pretty well. Afterall, I'm the one who designed that cover. Poppy noticed him with an unusual look on his face as he listened and watched the vinyl spin around, so she cleared her throat to try and get his attention.
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Wish You Were Here
FanfictionVelvet and Veneer went their separate ways at a really young age over artistic differences. What if John Dory found Veneer alone and took him in to sort of be part of the family? What if he started working as BroZones assistant for a few years until...
