+ Death of a Branch ( Trolls Fanfiction) + COMPLETED

Chapter 7

" Then, the tiny little trolling dashed towards the track. " DJ Suki was zooming a popsicle-stick hand-made car by one of the children.

"And, to be stopped. Nearly reaching the finish line.. BY- " " By a giant robot! " Satin interrupted, Chenille  then finishing. " Wearing.. A zebra print dress with a.. C-Cheetah hand-bag.. " The twins shook in fear.

The trollings made looks at each other, Suki just growled towards  fashionistas. There was silence filling the room. " That's bull.. " Suki muttered under her breath

...

Then, Biggie picked up the popsicle-stick hand-made car and some dolly with Mr. Dinkles on his shoulder

" Luck-o-ly, the race driver had a idea to get past the.. Uh, robot. " Biggie chuckled, infront of the chair DJ Suki was sitting on, telling the story.

" By, GLLITTERAA! " GD popped the cap out of a small silver sparkle bottle, pouring it on the kids. They laughed as silver glitter sprinkled onto them like rain. " Mew. " Dinkles mewed.

DJ sighed, also playing with the kids.
And Satin & Chenille, Biggie, Smidge, Fuzzbert, GD too!

It was full of laughs and giggles until.. The door sprung open, revealing the beloved Queen Poppy, but she looked stressed, and she was REALLY stressed.

She began to check all over the pod, seeming to look for something.

" S-Scrapbook! " She'd finally had the strength to say it, " Where is it?! "

Cooper uppered his belly, noticing glitter-covered scrapbook he was laying on.

" Oop! Found it. Haha! " He'd laugh with  some conidience that HE had it.. Under his belly.

Poppy hugged her scrapbook, not half caring it was glittter covered. She sat, pulling scissors out of her hat, stressbooking. But..

She gotten.. Skinnier. Had she been eating?

" Poppy.. You seem different. " Satin stated, " Not a bad different.. Or a good different. " Chenille then said, also concerned.

" I'm fine.. "

They exchanged looks, the kids played in a corner of the pod, small giggles echoing the room.

Smidge sighed, gazing at Poppy. " This is about Branch, isn't it? " The yellow troll told in her raspy voice.

Poppy darted her eyes towards the worried friends. " No. Yes..? Maybe....? " She'd take a deep breath, stopping her stressbooking. " I don't really know. " She told them, finally having the courage to say.

" Poppy, it's okay to act like this.. You have everyright to react like this way. I think.. " Smidge placed a hand on her back, looking at her tear filled eyes.

Poppy then hid her face on the palm of her hands, then bawling out. Sadness filling her body, she felt a part of her.. Just, running.. Running as far they can from her.
  Her finger tips, shadowed to a gray, darken half her body.

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Branch's (Key) hands were seperatly handcuffed to the wall, so high that he can't feel the ground below him.

The white troll, with dark green hair, three massive troll security joined inside the cell.

" ... " Silence stood as the blue troll and white troll locked eyes. He'd slap Branch's face, leaving another bruise on his cheek he had received eariler at the bunker.

" So, your name is Key Wood.. And you work at a antique shop? " Flint questioned the troll.

Branch nodded frantically. Flint sighed, placing two on his forehead, colliding them as a sign of distress.

He'd chuckle, looking at the broken Branch. " Yeah, well.. I've looked through every antique shop.. And, none of them recognized a 'Key Wood'..? " He'd grin.

Branch gulped as Flint stepped closer towards the worried male. " Who the hell ARE YOU? You some undercovered spy? Well, you can't fool me.. Bitch. " He'd walk off, telling the trolls outside to keep an eye on him, Flint unlocked the cuffs, kneeing him in the stomach, making Branch fall to the ground, whimpering.

" Pathetic spy. " Flint walked out of the cell, slamming the exit in his face,  face was full of tears.

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Poppy laid in bed, slowly, turning grey, and suffering. She'd talk to Fuzzbert, who was the one who gave her the blanket and rice.

Fuzzbert sat alone with her, making mumbled noises, and tickling her, making her laugh weakly.

Then she made a confession. " F-Fuzzbert.. I, uh.. I want you to host your birthday party.. "

Fuzzbert tilted his hea- His hair.
He made a whimper. " Relax.. It's ok, we always try something new. "

They both agreed with their plan, after thirty minutes. Fuzzbert waddled off. " See ya, Fuzz! " She'd wave as he walked out the pod.

Poppy sighed, eating rice then going to bed.. She'd dreamt about Branch, his eyes, hair, how he always listen.
Having the best feeling ever.

She'd sigh, mumbling to herself that she would never experience that again..

(A/N)

yeeyy a new chapter.. tbh next chapter might take longerr and btw, Im thinking about making a art book and all (lolz i draw) welp,  a super dooper cupcake wooper day! 'U'