Branch's Perspective

Chapter Eight

Branch's Perspective

Description: The Original Trolls Story from Branch's Perspective as he battles with his feelings for Poppy and struggles with his lifelong depression over losing everyone he loved and held dear. A few extra scenes have been thrown in to help better understand everyone's favorite grumpy grey toll. A Broppy FanFic.

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Chapter Eight

Branch had led the Snack Pack through the corridors of the castle in search of King Gristle's room, once he had spotted Poppy heading toward them he directed her friends to hide in the shadows nearby while he headed back toward the princess. As he got closer to her he could clearly see that she was torn, she was struggling with the decision she had just made and it was written all over her face.

"You alright?" The grey troll asked, concerned as he approached her and turned back around to fall in step beside her.

"Yeah..." She started, but did not sound convinced.

"Yeah... let's just... go save Creek." Branch could see clearly that the pink troll was lying. She never could lie very well to begin with, he knew that all to well, but he decided not to address it right now as they regrouped with the rest of her friends. He found himself wishing that there was something he could do for Poppy right now... Branch knew that having to leave Bridget alone to cry like that was the last thing she wanted to do. He knew she wanted to give Bridget happiness and do everything in her power to see her smile again. The fact that she couldn't do that for her right now was gnawing away at her, and while the others may have bought it, Branch could see through the mask she attempted to wear. Unfortunately, much like Poppy's helpless feelings towards Bridget, he just couldn't figure out what he could do for her in this moment to see her smile again.

The group soon located the doors that lead to the King's room after Branch and Poppy joined them again. Quietly they listened through the door while Biggie kept watch so they wouldn't get caught by one of the guards. Once they were sure everything was safe and the right moment had arrived, the trolls carefully opened the door to King Gristle's room and stacked atop of one another to examine the room. Branch eyed the king who was on his treadmill, but noticed he had headphones on and knew he wouldn't be able realize they were there.

"There it is!" Poppy exclaimed, the grey troll glanced around the room carefully one more time, assuming the coast was clear, and the trolls jumped back onto the ground before infiltrating the King's room. Quietly Poppy, Branch and the Snack Pack scuffled over to the bed and climbed up to the top of it before quickly burying themselves under the blankets to crawl to the other side of the bed with the locket and the king's cloak rested. Branch emerged from underneath the covers first and dashed over to the locket to attempt to remove it.

"Creek, we'll have you outta there in a second." Poppy reassured the purple troll she assumed was still inside.

"Hurry!" Biggie worried behind them.

"It's stuck!" Branch grumbled, not yet realizing the danger that lurked behind him, the one thing in the room he had happened to overlook. Poppy and Branch both froze the moment the heard growling from behind him and turned around to see the king's pet, Barnabas, hovering over them.

"RUN!" Poppy shouted, she reached for the locket with Branch and they were able to quickly removed it from the bergen king's cloak, she and Branch dashed off in one direction, as if it were completely natural for the pair to stay by each others side, while the rest of the Snack Pack ran in the other direction. A chase between Barnabas and the Trolls commenced in King Gristle's room, while he remained oblivious to it the entire time, even when an explosion occurred.