Also in my alternate World Tour story. Come on, you have to read it if you haven't!
Poppy sat down trying to process the new information she had just received, her blood ran cold at the thought of her own people being responsible for how the world is today..
Poppy: So...let me get this straight, the Trolls live in isolation...because of what Pop did?
Essence: ...Pop tried to destroy our music, Queen Poppy.
Branch: Just like...just like what Barb is trying to do.
Poppy put a hand over her mouth still in disbelief.
Poppy: No...no no no, I can fix this! History's just gonna keep repeating itself until we make everyone realize that we're all the same!
Unfortunately, Poppy seemed to be missing the point.
Quincy: But we're not the same.
Essence: It's why all our strings are different, because they reflect our different music.
Quincy: Denying our differences is denying the truth of who we are.
Poppy: I...I hadn't thought of it like that.
Branch went up to Poppy and put a hand on her shoulder.
Branch: That's what your dad was trying to tell you, Poppy. We live in the real world, not a land of cupcakes and rainbows.
Poppy: But...
Suddenly, an alarm went off and the string was secured.
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Darnell: Rock has arrived! It's on!
Quincy: Prepare for battle!
All the Funk Trolls got ready to face off against the Rock Trolls, gathering in groups and getting weapons (AKA: Instruments of some sort).
Essence: Assemble the crew!
The team got separated in the massive crowd and searched for each other frantically.
Branch: Poppy?! Poppy!
Branch scoured the crowd for the pop queen, but it was like searching in a vast ocean, he couldn't find her.
Poppy: No no! Stop! Please! We can talk this out, we can just greet them with open arms!
Branch suddenly spotted Poppy when she got knocked to the ground by accident, she was trying to dodge the other Funk Trolls to avoid being stepped on. Uh oh...PPI was triggering in Branch.
Branch: Poppy!
Poppy gasped and looked around for Branch in the roaring crowd, he approached her from behind and picked her up putting her on his back.
Branch: Come on, we have to go!
Poppy: But we can't!
Branch: Well, we don't have a choice, we're leaving!
