"Are we sure this is where Clay lives?" The six of us slowly approached the massive abandoned looking golf course, all of us unsure of this even being the correct location.
"I think this is the place from every true crime podcast I've ever listened to." What Bruce said easily caught my attention and my entire mood shifted from uneasiness to excitement.
"Ooo, have you seen Dexter?" Bruce stepped back from how close I got to him and he also lit up as bright as I was right now.
"Yeah, That's one of my favorites! Do you watch Law and Order too?" Our conversation was cut short by Branch trying to remind us why we're here,
"Guys! Is this really the time for that?" Bruce and I both shut up before he mouthed the words 'we'll talk later'. I threw him a thumbs up and we continued into the mini golf course. It was eerily quiet until a massive clown head started loudly shouting at us.
"Who goes there?!" Our entire group jumped back and screamed in unison. In the corner of my eye, I saw Tiny climb up Bruce's face and into his hair to hide himself. Not gonna lie, I'm a little bit jealous he didn't climb into my hair. Branch took a few steps forward before I called out to him,
"Branch, what are you doing?!" He turned around to look at me while still walking and threw his arms up into a shrug.
"Well, someone has to do it." His attention turned back to the clown and he continued his original plan. "We don't want any clown related trouble, okay? We're just looking for our brother, Clay."
The clown head stopped speaking for a moment and then sounded confused, "Wait a second. You're... trolls?" Branch placed a hand on his hip and brought out that sassiness Poppy and I know and love,
"So what? You're a clown." The head then spat out a yellow golf ball with orange polka dots on it. It was going straight towards Branch so I was about to chase after him until I felt John grab my wrist to hold me back.
The golf ball then quickly unballed to reveal a troll with curly golden locks, hot pink skin insanely similar to Poppy's, a white leotard with gold accents, and a green cape made out of fake grass.
"Oh, my gosh. Hello!" The mysterious troll let out an ear piercing shriek making me slightly grit my teeth. She was running around at an insane speed fuelled by nothing but excitement.
"My name is Viva! It is so fantastamazing to see other trolls-uh! Hi!" Fantasta- what? Before I even realized it, she was in front of my face greeting me. I blinked for a second and she had already gone and braided Poppy's hair. Wow, this woman has a lot of energy.
Poppy leaned over to whisper to all of us, "Is this how people feel when they meet me?" Me and Branch both let out a quick 'yes' with absolutely no hesitation. This Viva girl called out for 'putt putt trolls' and told them to turn on the lights. Suddenly, the entire golf course was lit up with spotlights, neon, and fairy lights. It was quite pretty actually. Reminds me of the little birthday party I held for Branch outside when he was a kid.
"Oh my gosh. Are you guys hungry? Are you thirsty?" Come to think of it, I haven't eaten in quite a while. Almost on queue, my stomach growled making Viva giggle.
"Fries? Fries! You guys want fries. I am seeing fries! Bring out the works!" A putt putt troll ran by and dropped off a massive cardboard tray of oversized fries. It didn't take long for me, Bruce, and Tiny to all jump into the fries and start mowing down on them.
I looked up with fries stuffed in my cheeks like a chipmunk and saw Viva drink an entire milkshake double the size of her body in about 5 seconds.
"Woohoo! That's better, I finally have some energy!" She sped up even more than before which I didn't even know was possible. If this is her after a milkshake, I'd very much like to see her chug a coffee. Because coffee is meant for larger beings, the caffeine already has a stronger effect on us trolls for being so tiny. Bruce spoke up complimenting the fries which were undoubtedly the best fries I've ever had.
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