Trolls Holiday (Jamie X Branch)

Chapter 3: Poppy and Jamie Get a Holiday Idea

(A/N First off, that face! Too cute! Lol! Alright! Back to reading!)

Poppy looked at another card from Gristle and Bridget. These were of the days of the week.

"Huh! Well, that's...consistent," Poppy said, hung the card she had with the others, and informed, "Branch, Jamie, Bridget...um, sent another card."

Branch grunted as he looked in the mirror, attempting to smile while Jamie tried to keep from laughing.

"Wh-- What are you doing? Are you about to barf? I'll go get a trash can," Poppy said in slight panic.

"What? No," Branch answered.

"He's practicing his smile. And it's adorable," Jamie giggled.

"Then why are you laughing?" Branch asked with a smirk.

"No reason," Jamie answered.

"Right," Branch rolled his eyes with his smirk, then pointed out to Poppy, "Y-- You know I'm new to this whole 'Being happy' thing."

"Oh, well here, let me help. Smiles are my jam," Poppy said.

She started messing with Branch's face to make him smile, but nothing worked.

"Your face is being very frustrating," Poppy complained.

"I've tried that already, sis. But I have another way; I'll tell him when we get home," Jamie replied.

"Alright, sis," Poppy smiled with a wink.

"What is the deal with these cards? Monday. Friday. Sunday mid-morning?" Branch read the cards and took one off the wall.

He handed it to Poppy as she explained with a frown, "It's like ever since Trollstice was cancelled, the Bergens...don't have anything to look forward to. I feel really bad for them."

"I know. Their only holiday gone and nothing to celebrate," Jamie added, doing the same.

They looked at the card for a little while longer until Poppy gasped and had an excited face while Jamie formed a smirk on her face.

"Ah, uh, no. No, no, no. I know what those looks mean. You both are about to hatch an elaborate plan which involves a lot of hugging, singing, dancing and," Branch refused, gulped, then said in disgust, "glitter."

"You know it," Poppy said.

"I have my limitation on glitter though," Jamie pointed out.

"Okay. Promise me you'll both sleep on it before you rush into something like you always do," Branch requested, putting an arm around Jamie's waist as they headed for the exit.

"Okay. We won't do anything," Poppy promised, still excited.

She and Jamie winked at each other, knowing they were doing their plan.

Branch and Jamie walked back to their bunker, arms wrapped around each other.

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A/N Will Jamie and Poppy be able to put their plan into action?