Twisted Pink: A Trolls/Tangled Crossover

Chapter 1- The Princess

Poppy's POV-

I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling of the giant room I call my bedroom. Oh sorry, I'm 3 year old Poppy, um, Princess Poppy. But I don't feel like a princess right now, I'm sick with a disease call para-fevri-something. Whatever. It sucks, I can't even get up and play with my friends! It also interferes with my plan to make this gray boy, Branch, happy! But he's really mean to me, so all I want is to make him happy, and leave him alone then. I wish I listened to my dad when her told me not to go to the Ivy forest nearby the beach.

Flashback

"I wonder what's behind all those plants?" I wondered aloud as me and my friends played Monkey in the Middle.

"Nothing good," DJ said, her ruby colored hand resting on my shoulder. "We should listen to your dad,"

"Yes, indeed Poppy," Biggie agreed, and Mr. Dinkles squeaked. 

"But, why? No one actually's been there," I protested, a bit pissed my friends didn't agree.

"Poppy, we need," Satin began."You to be safe," Chenille finished.

I glanced at them, then ran through the plants at full speed. I just had to know what was there. "POPPY, NO!" all my friends yelled. That was the last thing I remembered before blacking out.

Present

My eyes were droopy, so I closed my eyes, ready to drift off to sleep...

"Poppy, we have a cure!" My father, King Peppy, burst through the door. 

Sugar, can anybody get some sleep around here? ..........................................................................Wait did he just say a cure!

"YESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!" I yelled. Finally, I can live life normally! Dad handed me a bowl with a pinkish, orange liquid in it

"Now Poppy-" He began. I slurped it up as fast as I could and immediately crashed onto my bed, snoring. 

"Good night Poppy," Dad said, tucking me in.