A story I thought about making when I read a fic of the first movie through Branch's Perspective. Originally, this story was published on FanFiction, but now it's being all fucky. So I moved it to Wattpad. Hope you all will like this, 'cause now I c...
Yeah, sorry for the long wait...again. Had some other stuff get in the way. But just to let ya'll know, FanFiction is working again, so as soon as I'm caught up here and finished on Chapter 6, I'll update both stories. Other than that, I've been thinking of making more Trolls stories, yes, mainly focusing on Broppy. So if you guys want to give your ideas for some stories, whether it be oneshots of ideas for full stories, write it down. Thanks, and enjoy!
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"What do you mean?" Branch asked, now eager to hear what his oldest brother has to say.
Poppy listened in too. She could always tell from Branch's tone, movements, and gestures what emotion he would be feeling. It was clear to her that he was feeling concern for his brother.
"He's in danger, man," John replied. His tone told the two lovebirds that he wasn't joshing them. "I hadn't heard from him since the band broke up. Until I got a letter from him," he continued.
He pulled a piece of paper from his hair and started to read it to the couple.
"Dear John Dory, I'm being held against my will by superstars Velvet and Veneer. Come to Mount Rageous at once and bring our brothers. Love, Floyd," he said.
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Folding the piece of paper and stuffing it back into his hair, he continued on. Branch and Poppy kept on listening. "I didn't know where any of you were, so I went to Mount Rageous alone," he said. "I found where this Velvet and Veneer were performing that night. This 'Rage Dome' was so filled, I couldn't tell where to go. So, I swung up toward the air vents to do some navigating," he said. "I ended up in a dressing room, and there was Floyd," he added.
"Was he alright?" Poppy asked in concern.
"Hard to tell. He looked like he hadn't slept in days," John responded. "He was trapped in a soul-sucking diamond prison. Those noodle arms were using up his talents," he added. The more he talked, the more Branch's face fell. "Only thing to break him out is the perfect family harmony. I needed to find the rest of us to do it, so I started looking in Pop Village. Without luck, some trolls had said most of you had been invited to this wedding. And that knowledge had led me to you, Branch. I need your help. Floyd needs your help," he finished.
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