Poppy and Branch discover that there are six different troll tribes scattered over six different lands. Each tribe is also devoted to six different kinds of music -- funk, country, techno, classical, pop and rock. When rockers Queen Barb and King Th...
Delta Shook Her Head. "Nope, I Ain't Wanna Hear It. I Know Your Game Of Why Ya'll Are Here!"
"Yeah! To Help You And You're Community" Poppy Said.
"Nah, It's To Tranquilize Us With Your Pop Music! Well Let Me Tell You Something, My Country Trolls WILL Stay Country Trolls. Point Blank" Delta Said.
"Exactly! We Want To Help You Stay Country Trolls" Poppy Said.
Delta Rolled Her Eyes. "Ugh, Sure. Then You Ya'll Wanna DOO DOO DOO DO DOOO In My Town! With A Fake Story Of Queen Of Rock Stealin' Our String....When Y'all Just Tryna Influence Us Into Your Bubble Gum Poppin' Musical Ways"
"B-BUT-" Poppy Studders.
Delta Turned To Hickory. "Hickory, Guard The Prisoners While We Fix Up The Rodeo Feast"
Hickory Tipped His Hat. "Yes Ma'am"
Hickory Stood In Front Of The Jail Cell.
Delta Left The Prison And Went Outside.
"Sorry About The Peace Disturbance Ya'll! It Has Been Settled! But For Now, LET'S GET READY FOR THE RODEOOOOO!" Delta Shouted.
"YEE-HAWWW!" The Country Trolls Cheer.
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Poppy Sighed. "Well....The Least We Can Say Is That We Tried"
"No Kidding -.-" Branch Crossed His Arms.
"The Important Thing Is, We're All Still Alive" Biggie Shrugged.
Branch Scoffs. "Pfff- We Could've Died From These Westerns! Am I Right Pennywhistle?!.......Pennywhistle?"
Branch Opened His Hair, And Pennywhistle Was Dancing To One Of Branch's Mixtapes.
"Oh-" Branch Closed His Hair.
Poppy Hugged Her Knees. "I Failed The Quest...."
Hickory Then Smirked. "Or Did You Now Young Madam? 😏"
