+ Death of a Branch ( Trolls Fanfiction) + COMPLETED

Chapter 9

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Flint carefully messed around with the tiny glass bottle, liquid dancing around inside. He start to fidget with it, irritating Branch (Key).

Branch was already about to burst out of this thing he is trapped inside. It was gray, rusty, cobweb filled prisoner cell, with a toilet that doesn't work and a bed, which isn't even a bed.

He'd shut his eyes tightly, squeezing them. " Can you stop? I get that you're gonna make me suffer in this god forsaken place. " He'd call out to Flint, then opening his eyes, which were becoming soulless the minute.

Flint cocked a brow, walking over to Branch through the bars, then standing besides the freakishly large bodyguard.

They glared at each other, with anger and rage in their eyes. No one blinked, just growls and snarls.

Flint was the first to make a move, his eyes half shut, he leaned in slowly, towards Branch's glitter covered face through the bars.

He'd pucker his lips, Branch then realizing what was happening. " WHAT THE FUCK? " He'd backed away in time, really confused now.
(sorry not sorry)
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Poppy carefully blew on the fire infront of then, dropping twigs and sticks onto the fire, keeping yhem warm in the night. Chenille, Fuzzbert and Cooper already outside. Chenille's eyes were pink, from crying rain.
Poppy sighed in disappointment as she squint at the three, seeing the color drained out of them. She tried to see through Cooper's eyes, not knowing why exactly he was really

Poppy's stomach grumbled, wanting food. So, she decided to unbutton her patched up backpack, pulling out a cantainer of gummy worms, she snap the lid off, making a loud snapping echo.

They all stood silent, as the three friends watch their friend eat while watching them watch them eating the gummies.. Trust me, it makes sense

Soonly after eating sweets, the group drifted off to sleep, with their blankets tucked under one another.

The only sounds were heard were the crickets chripping tunes, the wind flowing like a harp, the leaves rustling together like soft banjos. It was peaceful.

   { 3:25 AM. }

SNIPPP, SNAP, SNIP

Poppy rose her head up, blinking rapidly, making grogilly sounds. She was darting her head around, trying to find what woke her up and.. Nothing.
Her friends were snoozing on the ground, Cooper snoring loudly like he would normally do.

Poppy shrugged it off, then drifting off to sleep again. But..

A shadow casted infront of her, she felt the worry of someone watching her, she take a peek to see why.

Her eyes shifted open as she saw a male troll, standing over her, the moonlight shadowed his face, making his mouth barely visible.
The troll tilted back and forth, like some weirdo, facing down at her.

She screamed in agnoy, backing up into Cooper's upside down sleeping body. Only receiving mumbling from him.

The figure slowly walked over to her, only moving his legs, barely bending his knees.
By the time the troll was infront of her, trapping Poppy backed into Cooper.

Her breathing speeded up, her head facing the shadowed face uptop of her.
The figure started bend down, sitting on his legs, he quickly wrapped his arms around the grey troll.

She'd make a quick eep. Blushing in the process, she slowly moved her arms around him, really hoping the troll won't stab her in the back, psyhically.

" E-Eh... Who are yo-.. "

" It's me. "

" Th- That's not a good answer.. " She'd chuckle with worry and fear in her voice.

The male troll backed from the hug, revealing his face. She glared at his bandaged face, blood, sweat, and tears were shown

Poppy dart her eyes to his arms, they were.. Grey, like hers. ' Strange.. " She'd thought, a bit surprised.
She'd moved her head towards his short black hair, her eyes widen.

She'd then turned to his blue eyes, the male waited for her response, getting really impatient.

Poppy thought, who was it? Why was he grey?.. Unless...

" Pinch me, am I-I dr-dreaming? "
She'd said, sweating to her palms.
The male sighed, shaking his head.

" I'm afraid it's real.. "

Poppy's eyes grew wider and wider.. No.. It can't be..

He's dead..  Maybe that was a dream. A nightmare where he never died in the first place.

No. That was real..

The grey female was in shock, then passing out due to thinking wayy to much..

The troll smiled softly at the sleeping Queen.

" I'm not lying "

" It really is me. "

(A/N)

no words just read.