Why Would I Help You?

Chapter 2: The Craziest Party Ever...

Music flowed through the air, filling everybody's heads with happy thoughts and amazing beats. Poppy danced her feet off on the stage, performing special moves or sometime just jumping to beat. The crowd was wild, screeching in excitement and wiggling their bodies.

"More glitter!" Poppy ordered, raising her arms as Smidge released the glitter cannons. Glitter trolls hugged above the crowd, creating the best disco ball yet. Everybody was jamming and having a good time they didn't notice the grey troll in the distant staring at them with longing.

Branch had walked back to retrieve his broken invitation, in hopes of perhaps fixing it. Of course, along the way he spotted sturdy sticks and couldn't help himself. Anything to keep those dreaded, snake, dirty, rotten little a-

'Okay, Branch cool down.' He thought, gazing at the dancing bunch of morons. As he had expected, music was booming through the forest. Drawing him near, and he forced himself for only a few minutes of looking.

His body replied quicker than his mind, already swaying the amazing rhythm DJ Suki had put on. After a minute of fighting, he gave in. Branch set the sticks down, knowing their was a 90% that nobody would see him from 100 feet away.

The song 'Happy' played and Branch started to clap his hands. His feet moved just where they were supposed to, stomping the ground. Branch almost sung, but that was his limit. He would feed the temptation of dancing sometime, and rarely hugging. But the singing temptation would starve to the end of time. He closed his eyes, stepping forward and back hunched over while clapping. The party became a notch quieter and Branch opened his eyes. Everybody kept dancing, not noticing the sudden drop. Not that it was very noticable, but Branch's hearing had gotten keen since the death of his grandmother. Tough luck. If only he'd had the hearing he had now during the time of attack.

His eyes darted open, and to his horror made contact with Poppy. She stopped, letting her body sway so nobody would be suspicious. Branch froze, and Poppy let a smile creep onto her features.

Poppy danced with the crowd, trying to spot Branch. He was no where to be found. Where would Branch go? Where would he hide if he had attended?

Somewhere high up, where nobody could catch him! Poppy looked up and around, gasping slightly when she saw an unbelievable sight in the corner. Branch was up in the trees, to the left. He was dancing along to 'Happy', and his moves where amazing. Shuffling and stomping and twisting, making moves that even Poppy, who her friends called her Queen of Dance couldn't manage. Heck, she spotted him do the worm and she's tried but never succeeded. Branch closed his eyes, and when he opened them he made eye contact with Poppy. She beamed he had attended.

For the invitations, she had only said that it was a party. If Branch arrived she was going celebrate his birthday, if not..... King Peppy had wanted to crown her queen. Poppy dashed to DJ, gasping slightly.

"What's wrong, Poppy!?" DJ yelled over the booming music.

"Turn it down!" Poppy yelled back, then rushed back to the stage. The music died down, and Poppy looked eagerly in the corner.

Gone. He had vanished.

Poppy resisted the urge to run after him, pull him back and show the kingdom his execptional dance moves. Instead, she pretended like she hadn't seen it. King Peppy walked up, not knowing that she didn't mean to get coronated that night.
"Hello, trolls! I want to take a moment to celebrate our king, my father. Who twenty years ago this night, saved all of us from those dreaded..." Poppy began to speak, but a thunderous blow to the ground made trolls nearly collapse to their knees. A large shadow consumed the dance floor, and King Peppy walked a few steps whispering a word that sent shivers down Poppy's spine.