Broppy Oneshots 💕

Remember

This was a request for me on tumblr, and I decided to out it on here as well. Isn't one of my best but oh well 😭 Enjoy! ~Jessi 💖

Branch trudged through the grass, on his way to Poppy's pod to meet her, the Snack Pack, Viva, and his brothers for a game of charades. He had stayed late at the bunker, finishing a song for BroZone, so he wanted to be quick enough to see Poppy before he and his brothers hiked back to the bunker.

He hadn't had a good conversation with her in a while. Work for both of them had become insane. But hopefully, maybe today...

The trek was insanely muddy. Branch frowned as he slid multiple times through the wet spring grass, which has caused the dirt to be wet as well.

He should begin packing a hiking stick. How has he not thought of that? He added that to his mental list and kept on.

Slide. Slip.

He tried to steady himself once again. The last thing he wanted was a muddy best and hair, for gosh sakes. 

Of course, the mud didn't stop being slippery on command. Branch skipped once again, in a rocky path, and as he slid he reached for a vine above him so he wouldn't faceplant into the mud, getting himself dirty and gross. The vine, not being strong enough to hold him, snapped, and he lost his balance and fell backwards, yelping, and getting insanely muddy.

But that's not all what happened.

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"It's not like him to just not come," Poppy said, a little nervously, trying to hide it.

Everyone was leaving from the charades night, and Branch hadn't ever shown up. Poppy was disappointed because she had meant to talk to him and actually have a good conversation for the first time in a while. She knew Branch had been wanting the same, so it was weird how he would prefer staying home at his bunker instead of coming out to see her.

"Maybe he got too tired," Clay suggested, not worrying in the least bit. "Branch is always changing his mind. I am honestly not too surprised."

Poppy frowned. She had known Branch for a while longer than Clay-- she knew when Branch changed his mind and when he didn't. This was definitely a didn't time.

 "We will update you tomorrow!" John Dory promised as they walked down the steps. "See you, Poppyseed!"

 "Bye." Poppy waved. And she walked back into her pod.

But she couldn't just sit. She walked around anxiously for a while, then sat down to scrapbook. She couldn't think of any new fun stuff to scrapbook, so she went back to wondering what happened with Branch.

She had been anticipating a nice chat, maybe a hug, a small sweet kiss or two, who knew, anything that involved hanging with him.

Poppy sighed and checked the clock. Almost midnight. She should jump into bed. 

She climbed into bed and pay there on her back for about two minutes before sitting up again.

 "Maybe I will just drop by the bunker and say hi. Just a double check. He is totally fine, I know it, but just in case."

Poppy jumped out of bed, put on her cape, and started on the trail to Branch's bunker. She looked around carefully, memorizing every leaf and tree.

In any moment, she hummed to the bushes, she will see her...

Wait-- who was that up there? No, there were multiple trolls. what were they...?

It was Branch's brothers! They were all crowded around something inbetween them on the ground.