Trolls Out of Context 3

Babysitters

Poppy: Tiny, it's past your-*opens the door* 😐

*the bedroom is completely ransacked*

Viva: Where is he? 🤨

Poppy: I think he flew the coop...

Viva: Again?! 😨

Poppy: Yup...

Viva: *grunts in frustration* I SWEAR WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON THAT DEMON BABY, I'LL-😡😡😡😡

Poppy: *shoves a pacifier in her mouth* Don't start

Viva: 😐