*This will be from the movie Tarzan. This scene is where Tarzan gets angry and can't understand why he's different.*
During a Brozone practice session, the brothers were perfecting their choreo when baby Branch messed up and slipped, causing the others to fall like dominoes.
Floyd: Branch, are you alright?
Clay: What was that?! Baby Branch, it goes 3, 4, 6, 2! Not 3, 2, 4, 7!
Baby Branch: I-I'm sorry...
Spruce: Now we have to do it all over again!
Floyd: He's only a year old Clay. He can't do everything right on the first try.
JD: I knew I shouldn't have let him in yet.
Floyd: You weren't giving him much of a chance.
JD: Give him a chance?! Floyd, look at him he'll never be in our boy band!
Hugging Floyd's leg and hearing what his brothers thought of him, Baby Branch ran away feeling discouraged.
Floyd: Branch! *sighs*
In the bedroom of the brothers...
Branch was trying to perfect the choreo that he had messed up so many times but either kept slipping or falling down.
Branch: Ugh! *looks at stilts under Clay's bed* Hmm...
Branch put on his brother's stilts to help him be taller and to hopefully help him with balance. But as he did his choreo, he tripped, then grabbed a nearby shelf with glitter and paint that collapsed and made a loud CRASH!!! Floyd heard thus and rushed to their room only to find his younger brother covered with paint and glitter.
Floyd: Branch? What are you doing?
Baby Branch: Why am I so different?!
Floyd: Cause you're covered in paint and glitter. C'mere, let me help to clean you up.
Baby Branch: No, our brothers say I don't belong in the band!
Floyd: Don't mind what the others say. *tries to clean Branch up, but he keeps struggling.*
Baby Branch: Look at me!
Floyd gave a loving look to Branch and gave him some advice.
Floyd: I am Branch. And do you know what I see? *wipes away the paint* I see blue skin, like mine. And a pink nose somewhere, ah! There it is. *tickles his Branch's ears* Two ears.
Baby Branch: *giggles*
Floyd: What else?
Baby Branch looks at his hands.
Baby Branch: *smiles* Two hands?
Floyd: That's right.
The two brothers put their hands together, and Branch realizes how much smaller his hands are from Floyd's. Branch looks like he's sad again, so Floyd gestures him forward.
Floyd: Come give me a hug, Branch. Now, close your eyes and tell me what you hear?
Baby Branch: Your heart.
Floyd: *puts Branch's hand on his own chest* What do you feel?
Baby Branch: My heart.
Floyd: See, we're exactly the same.
Branch hugs Floyd.
Floyd: Our brothers just need the patients to see the real you.
Branch thought for a moment before he looked up to Floyd.
Baby Branch: I'll make them see. I'll be the best me ever!
Floyd: *tickles Branch* Oh, I don't doubt it.
YOU ARE READING
Brozone/Broppy Short Stories
Short StoryStories of Branch and his brothers doing funny things. P.s. Might have stories of Poppy and Branch, too. P.p.s Also will have movie spoofs as well
