Broppy Coronation Day (ft. my oc)

After the Coronation: The Journey Begins

With the coronation ceremony complete, the Troll Kingdom erupted into joyous celebration. Music filled the air, and trolls of all colors and sizes danced with abandon, their voices lifted in song. Branch and Poppy, now officially King and Queen, stood hand in hand, their hearts full as they looked out over their kingdom. It was a moment they would never forget.

But their day wasn’t over yet.

Waiting for them just beyond the palace gates was Sheila, the grand hot air balloon that would carry them on their first royal journey as King and Queen. Sheila was a sight to behold—her pink balloon billowing proudly against the sky, with a green basket that was both sturdy and welcoming. Lime green lips formed a cheerful smile on her face, and flowers adorned her head, giving her a warm and lively appearance. Her large white eyes gleamed with excitement as she awaited her royal passengers.

As they approached, Poppy paused and reached into her bouquet, plucking a single bright flower. With a graceful motion, she tossed it into the air, watching as it twirled and drifted down, landing softly in the green basket. “For good luck,” she whispered with a smile, feeling a flutter from her belly as their baby girl kicked in response.

Branch, noticing the movement, placed a gentle hand over Poppy’s bump. “She’s just as excited as we are,” he said, his voice filled with awe and love.

With a deep breath, the new King and Queen stepped into Sheila’s basket, hand in hand. The balloon’s flowers seemed to perk up even more, as if welcoming them aboard. The moment they were settled, Sheila began to rise gracefully into the sky, her vibrant pink and green colors standing out against the blue.

As they ascended, Poppy felt another series of kicks from their unborn daughter, each one a reminder of the beautiful future that awaited them. She rested her head on Branch’s shoulder, her heart filled with joy and contentment.

Branch wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close as they soared higher, the kingdom stretching out beneath them like a patchwork quilt of vibrant colors and happiness. The wind carried with it the sounds of laughter and music from below, a perfect soundtrack to this perfect moment.

“This is just the beginning,” Poppy said softly, gazing up at the sky with hope in her eyes.

Branch nodded, squeezing her hand gently. “For us, and for her,” he agreed, his thoughts on the little one growing inside her, already so full of life and energy.

Together, they looked out over their kingdom, knowing that whatever challenges or adventures lay ahead, they would face them as a family—stronger, braver, and more united than ever. And with Sheila carrying them on their way, the sky was truly the limit.