Love is in Bloom || A Broppy Wedding Story

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It was Day 7 of being out in Cupcake Suites as Branch and Poppy just came back to their hotel room after spending the day at the beach together. They put on their pajamas and watched a movie.

When they finished watching the movie, they settled down for a bit. Branch massaged Poppy's shoulders while Poppy massaged Branch's toes. They sighed in relaxation, lying in bed together, cuddling with one another in the covers.

"Well, we did it," Poppy said.

"Yup," Branch said. "We've been doing a lot of stuff during our honeymoon. Like a lot."

"We sure did. And there were things that we finally did that I thought we would never do, Branchifur."

"Oh, ho, ho, ho. Totally, Popifur."

Branch and Poppy laughed a bit until there was complete silence once again. They both sighed in relief, facing towards the ceiling. Branch had to admit it: He did have a lot of fun going out on their honeymoon for a week.

Poppy turned to her right. "Branch?"

He turned to Poppy. "Yes, babe?"

"I can't wait to have more moments like this," Poppy said.

"Oh? Like moments when you move into my bunker?" Branch said.

"Yes! Just think...by tomorrow, we'll be back home. I'll move into your bunker, filled with beautiful moss, the photos of us and our family, and we'll be able to see your brothers and my sister again."

Yeah, Branch couldn't wait for that. In fact, they have been talking about it since they got married, and he had been wanting to surprise her by building a pod which will above his bunker, and he would upgrade the elevator shaft, so it would be able to move upward to her pod. It might take a few months to get it done, but he was hoping to get it done.

"I totally agree with you, babe," Branch said.

Poppy sat up and faced him. "And....maybe even the pitter-patter of little feet on the floor."

Branch watched Poppy move her two fingers across his chest, making as if her fingers were walking like actual feet. He raised an eyebrow at her. What could she mean by that? Little feet? Could it be the spiders?

He chuckled. "The spiders? Yeah, there will be spiders for sure."

Poppy shook her head. "No. You know....what I was thinking of is a little bit bigger than spiders."

A little bigger than spiders? Now who in the world is she talking about. Wait....I think I know who she's talking about. "Are you talking about my pet turtle Shelliot?" Branch asked.

Again, Poppy shook her head. "No, Branch."

She then hesitated quite a bit, which made Branch a bit concerned. What could she mean by all of this about little feet? Branch sat up, squeezing Poppy's hand.

"What if...theoretically...."

"Yeah?"

"They were little Troll feet?"

Little Troll feet? Branch hesitated to speak as he accidentally fell off the bed. Poppy gasped, asking if he was okay. Once he got back up again, he asked her to repeat the last sentence again, cleaning his ears.

"Little Troll feet," Poppy repeated.

"Are you having a baby?" Branch asked in a nervous way.

"Oh, no. I'm just saying...would it be nice if we had a baby?" Poppy said.

"A baby? Oh, Popifur....it would be nice...but the thing is..." Branch rubbed his neck.

"Yeah?" Poppy gave him a concerned smile.

"Baby Trolls. They just eat and poop and they cry, and then they cry when they poop, and they poop when they cry."

Poppy giggled.

"I mean, are we really ready to become parents and have a baby? They need a lot of attention, and changing diapers will be a thing that we'll have to do, you know. And coffee will definitely be our go-to drink for sure too."

"I know. But Branchifur, don't you ever think about having a family?"

"Right now, you, your sister, and my brothers are my family. And I love you all so much, especially you."

"Aww, Branch. You're so sweet. You too are my family."

"So, how about we go on ahead and enjoy this last day of being here?"

"Yeah, you're right."

Branch placed his right hand onto Poppy's chin. He moved it closer to him, pursing his lips. The two of them kissed.

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Later that night....

After they each said goodnight to each other, they went to bed, although Branch was wide awake as he laid down, staring at the ceiling. He tried his best to fall asleep but kept tossing and turning for the past five minutes due to thinking about a lot of things, including his new duty of being King. What kind of duties will he do? Would it be hard? Would he be a good King?

Although so many thoughts dwelled in his mind, the one thing he couldn't stop thinking about was having a family. Poppy's words echoed in his mind. "Don't you ever think about having a family?"

He sat up and faced Poppy, who was sleeping soundly. She was right. Branch had thought about it. Multiple times. Before they got married and before they became boyfriend and girlfriend. Even before he got his true colors back, especially when he was a gray Troll who didn't believe that being with Poppy was possible.

But now married, he just wanted to be just him and her, not being so sure if he was ready to have a baby. No, he wasn't scared about it. He was just nervous about the thought of becoming a parent. Would he be a good parent?

In truth, he did want to have a baby, but at the same time, though, he doubted and had second thoughts about it. So, maybe this wasn't the right time to have this desire yet??? But then again, he had always wanted a daughter for some reason.

Getting sleepy, Branch decided just to try to go to sleep. He laid down and faced towards Poppy again. He smiled, brushing one of her bangs. I can't wait for you to move into my bunker. It will be just you and me...........and maybe one day, we'll make room for one more.

The End.