Married Life

Chapter 17: The "afterparty"

     Poppy had danced her little heart out that night. Pretty much to the point were her only source of energy were these really bubbly drinks that had the same effect as alcohol, but it wasn't gonna hurt her physically. She was never really much of a drinker, but when she did, she really felt the party.

     Branch laughed at his giggly wife as she couldn't even walk to him straight. The pink troll fell straight into his arms, giving him a tight embrace as he tried to hold her up.

     "Baby.. y-ya know I love ya *hic* right?" She said taking in his scent.

     "I do. I also know that you've been drinking."

     "Come on you party placing prancing son of a gun um.." she stopped and covered her mouth, trying to hold back her hiccups. The teal troll couldn't help but laugh at her.

     The party had just ended and everyone was on their way home, including the giggly and content trolls. Despite the fact that she wasn't gonna remember a thing by the time morning came, he was never gonna let her live this one down. All the way home she talked weird nonsense like how she couldn't understand toes. The two walked into the house and she plopped down into the chair that he had next to the door. Branch placed his crown on the table and cape on the edge of the chair, Poppy instantly wrapping it around her as she laughed away.

     "I'm gonna go make some tea. Maybe it'll help you get less.. bubbly. Don't move." His pointer fingers were lifted as he walked backwards into the kitchen.

     The pink troll was never really a good listener, but tonight, she definitely wasn't gonna listen to his instructions. She "walked" over to an old record player that she had and grabbed the first vinyl she saw. It began to play some smooth saxophone music and she began to "dance" along.

     From the kitchen, Branch raised his eyebrows as the music began to play. Kinda afraid what he was gonna find, he slowly walked into the room she was in.

     "Poppy..? You alri..." he couldn't help but stammer as he watched her dance. In all honesty, it was really attractive. But it wasn't what he had pictured tonight to be like. He thought she was probably gonna laugh till she puked and eventually fall asleep in the bathroom.

     "Finally, you decided to *hic* j-join the p-party..!"

     "P-Pops.."

     "Look at you, so cute when y-you get f-flustered." She wasn't wrong. His faces was more red then a rose. The face he made was like he just walked in on her putting on that cute little black dress he always liked. The pink troll got really close and personal with her husband as his face just got even more red.

     "Why don't we t-take this party t-to the next *hic* level." Planting her lips onto his, they began to kiss passionately as he felt her fingers twirl his hair around and around.

     That was his only weakness.

     While he knew that it was wrong to do this while she was intoxicated, she was just so sexy at the moment, he couldn't help but let the moment continue. Besides, it wasn't like they were gonna go to the troll tree and plant a pod. One of them was still somber. Their kiss ended with the two of them gasping for air and panting, only to go in for round two.

     "You know, you're really bringing sexy back right now.."

     "You got that right *hic* baby." Poppy spoke in between one of their many kisses that night.