Foreigners of Humanity (Trolls x Reader)

「❽」 'Fuzzy Feelings'

With an exhausted sigh, you trudged your way through the front door of your house. The event that happened earlier helped you release some of that anger that you had bit back during the 'cuddling' talk.

You drug your feet as you made your way to the couch. Carelessly tossing the skittles bag onto the coffee table before ungracefully flopping your ass onto the welcoming furniture.

But as soon as your ass touched heaven, the hoard came running, screaming your name
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) as they jumped onto the couch and table.

They all started yelling at you, but their words were so kafuckled with each other's, that you couldn't figure out a word they said.

"Wow, wow, wow! Jesus Christ, calm your nonexistent tits! What the fuck is happening? Did you guys snort some coke or something?!" You said, jolting into an upright position unable to process what the problem was.

There was silence as they tried to understand what in the hell just came out of your mouth, before giving up on it entirely, because there was no way of understanding what (Y/n) says.

You can try, but you won't succeed.

Poppy was the one who spoke. "I-it's Branch... he's gone, just disappeared when you left. We've all been looking for him all over the house, but we can't find him!" She yelled in horror.

A heavy sigh left your lips as you sunk deeper into the couch. Not wanting to deal with the missing skittle that didn't taste the rainbow. But then you felt something try to crawl it's way out of the side of your jacket collar.

That little shit's lucky you didn't slap at him when he did that, or he'd be 50 shades deader then he already was, just this time it wouldn't just be on the inside.

You froze slightly once he finally got to the table, where all the Trolls were standing. "I went with (Y/n) when she went to... whatever that place was called, but you won't believe what I saw, it's all far wor-!"

He was off the ground and into the air before he could finish what he was telling the others.

You held him up into the air by his leafy vest, which caused it to ride up, showing the world his grey skinned stomach. He let out a startled squeal when he looked down, seeing that everyone was really far below him.

And might I add that it was not a girly squeal, but in fact a manly squeal.

Note my sarcasm yet again in this story.

The squeal wasn't out of fear of heights, no, he'd been up above the ground before, but when you're suddenly rocketed into the god danmed air by your shirt with nothing to hold onto. Then it gets pretty fucking terrifying.

"Ha, yah, I need to have a little chat with Branch here. Alone." You said, not bothering to open the bag for the Trolls before walking away with Branch still dangling from your finger tips.

To be completely honest, Branch was scared shitless. If he could pee right now, he wouldn't be able to hold it, he'd be pissing himself all the way down the hallway. That's how scared he was.

His ears drooped in fear as he curled into himself slightly as you made your way down the hallway towards your bedroom. You've never actually held him before, so if he wasn't scared shitless and you weren't holding him up by the back of his vest fucking speed walking down the hallway, then maybe, just maybe, he would have enjoyed it.

But no, this shit was terrifying.

Once you made it into your room, you shut the door before dropping Branch onto the desk that sat by the bed.

He stumbled before falling down right on his ass.

That's certainly going to hurt in the morning.

"Ok, let's get this over with." You sighed as you took a step back from the desk you had dropped the sour skittle on. "I don't know how or even why you decided to come with me, but whatever it was, you better not tell the others. It's bad enough that you already know what happens in the world of Dickwads."

"What, why not? We're stuck here with you, so they should know what goes on outside!" He said, not seeming to grasp the concept.

You began to pace back and forth,

"Ok, how do you think it would go if you were to tell a bunch of naïve fruit lo- I mean Trolls, who came from a dimension that has never seen a speck of negativity in their lives-"

"-But what about the Bergens?" Branch butted in with a knowing smirk.

"Bitch don't interrupt me, most of them have probably never seen a Bergen before right?" You shot back, glaring down at the smaller being.

He held one of his gray fingers up, but then his smirk fell, causing him to put the finger back down and nodded. "Yah, most of them haven't.."

You nodded back at him in satisfaction. "Exactly, now shut the fuck up and let me finish."

"How would they react to my world if they've never really had anything bad happen to them in their world? Hmmm?" You asked with an eyebrow raised. "Because I'm pretty sure you didn't like it."

He nodded his head in agreement. This was mostly true.

"Alright, now all you have to do is keep your mouth shut tight about your little adventure into my world, and just say that nothing happened." You told him, raising an eyebrow.

Branch thought that was the end of the talk, but then you suddenly got close. Time seemed to stop as you glared Into his eyes. Thank god there was still room in between the two of you. "But, if I ever hear you say anything about this, I'll throw you outside and let the cats have fun time with you..."

And just like that, you were back to your full hight and walked out of the room, leaving Branch to piss himself and try to figure out what the flying fuck a cat was.

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You walked out of the bedroom and back into the living room, where you opened the bag of skittles. "Ok, these are skittles, fucking gorge yourselves on them, I don't care, just don't fuck with me while I sleep." You aimed your glare towards Creek, who just winked at you.

It's a good thing you weren't their size, or you'd be fucked... literally.

You shook your head and made your way back to your room.

Branch was still there.

"Ok, out. I'm going to sleep." You said, crawling into the bed, back facing the door.

Branch stood up, he looked over at you before making his way towards the edge of the desk, just as he was about to jump off, your voice rang through his pointed ears. "Buuuuttt, if you want to stay, you can... just make sure Creek doesn't sneak his creepy ass in here."

For some reason, a slightly warm fuzzy feeling stabbed at his heart as a blush crept onto his face. He found himself smiling to himself as he made his way away from the edge of the desk.

He made sure you were actually asleep before climbing onto your bed and sitting himself onto your blanket covered arm, where he could see the whole bedroom, but if he looked back, he could see you.

What was this feeling he had?

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