Trolls: Broppy One Shots

I'm Sorry (Rewrite)

Decided to rewrite one of my older one shots because I don't have a lot of ideas right now

Poppy: STOP IT!!!! GIVE IT BACK!!!!

Poppy fought Hickory's brother trying to reclaim her string, but two Yodeler Trolls against one Pop Troll was an unfair advantage.

Hickory: Nein, Dickory!

Dickory: We must save yodeling!!!

Poppy: Please, just stop fi-OOOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!

Poppy let go when she felt something sharp pierce her leg and she began to feel dizzy putting a hand on her forehead.

Barb: I thought I heard a yodel.

Poppy: Q-Queen Barb...?

Poppy's vision started to get blurry and she soon couldn't even make out her own hand.

Barb: I'll take that.

Queen Barb snatched the string from Dickory and smirked.

Barb: The final notes of pop, it'll never invade anyone's brain again.

Poppy: N-No, don't do this...! You don't understand...!

Poppy tried to talk sense into Barb but she fell to her knees and moaned, Barb reveled in her victory.

Barb: Enjoy your beauty rest, Popsqueak, I'll be back for you later.

Poppy: N-No...

Poppy watched as Barb and her buddies left with her string, her eyes began to droop and she collapsed succumbing to slumber.

Barb: We'll be back later, sweet dreams.
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?: Poppy? Poppy!

Poppy heard her name a few times and weakly opened her eyes, when she looked up, she saw Branch hovering over her with a worried expression.

Branch: Oh good, you're okay, I was worried sick!

Poppy: B-Branch...!

Branch helped Poppy sit up and gave her a big hug.

Branch: I heard your scream from a mile away, are you okay? Did something happen?

Poppy tried to piece together the events prior to her unexpected slumber. She rubbed her temples trying to get rid of her headache. Then she suddenly remembered what happened and her eyes started to well up with tears.

Poppy: Branch...it's Barb...she took the string.

Branch: What?!?!

Poppy: You were right about Hickory...he turned out to be a yodeler in disguise, and he and his accomplice took the string and handed it to Barb. I tried to get it back, but something pierced my leg...and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

Poppy looked down at her leg, there was a bandage in the place she was hit. Branch realized his mistake when he left Poppy alone after their fight, and now their music was at risk.

Branch: ...C'mere.

Poppy looked up at Branch and he held his arms out. She started to cry and fell into his arms, her head against his chest. Branch wrapped his arms around her gently caressing her back. He picked her up and sat her on his lap.

Branch: Shhhhhhh don't cry...

Poppy: I'm sorry, Branch, I'm so sorry! I should've listened to you and stayed home! I should've listened to Dad and stayed put! I never should've thought of this stupid mission! Biggie was right, I did break my promise! Now everyone's in danger because of me!

Branch: No, no, Poppy, look at me.

Poppy looked up at Branch still sobbing, he wiped her tears with his thumb.

Branch: This is not your fault, you're a brave troll, and you have good intentions. We're not going to let Barb win. If anything, I'm the one who should be sorry.

Poppy: W-What?

Branch: I shouldn't have been discouraging you this whole time, I should've been supporting you instead. And...I'm sorry about our fight, I didn't mean what I said.

Poppy: Me neither...

Poppy and Branch both stood up still holding hands. Branch lifted her chin and smiled at her.

Branch: Come on, we have music to save.

Poppy: O-Okay...Branch?

Branch: Yeah?

Poppy I need you to be honest with me.

Branch: Of course, Poppy, what's up?

Poppy: ...When you asked why you care about me more than anything else...did you really mean?

Poppy got him right there...of everything he said, that he did mean. He couldn't hide it any longer, he had to come clean.

Branch: ...Yeah, Poppy, I did. I do care about you...more than you think.

Poppy: R-Really?

Branch: Really, Poppy...I love you.

Poppy began to blush, her head resting on his shoulder.

Poppy: I didn't know...

Branch: Because I was too afraid to tell you, I thought you would just think that it was weird...or you wouldn't want to be my friend anymore.

Poppy: Branch...of course I wanna be your friend...I love you too. You're the only one that wanted to come with me on this mission.

Branch smiled and gently stroked her cheek, then he placed a kiss on her forehead.

Branch: Come on, Poppy, let's get going.

Poppy: How?

Branch pointed ahead and Poppy gasped when she saw her balloon all set and ready to go.

Sheila: All aboard, kids!

Poppy: B-Branch, h-how did you-

Branch: I have my ways, Poppy, now come on, we have to get to Queen Barb.

Poppy smiled and held Branch's hand. They both made their way to the hot air balloon, ready to face the music for the greater good. But deep down, Poppy began to wonder...was she really a good queen?