A Broppy FanFic

Chapter 1

Poppys POV:

It was a beautiful day out. Everywhere I looked there were Trolls laughing, singing, and hugging. I walked around and observed the peace and happiness that surrounded my home like a warm blanket. Troll Village. Surprising as it might be it wasn't always this happy. It's been five months since the whole ordeal we had with the Bergens. It really began when I was a little girl. The Trolls were being held captive by the Bergens. The Bergens were these unhappy creatures who had never experienced joy before. We were very happy and it became known that by eating one of us you could experience that feeling for yourself. This is why the Bergens had captured us. We were to be eaten. Then one day my father, King Peppy, led us all to freedom and we escaped! We soon settled down and built a safe civilization for us to live in. It was perfect.

It's about twenty years from then. I'm 22 now. And just five months ago a Bergen chef kidnapped some of our own! Me and a newfound friend of mine, Branch, helped bring everyone home. It wasn't easy but it was all worth it. Things have never been better. We became friends with King Gristle Jr and Queen Bridget. The Bergens have sworn never to eat us again so now we can party without worries. Despite being Queen of the Trolls I don't have a lot of work to do. My job is just to keep everyone happy and...well, we are always happy!

Branch used to be a recluse. He never talked to anyone let alone open up to them. He even lived in an underground bunker! Branch seemed like a big gruff but all he needed was a little bit of kindness and he turned out to be a big softie. Now Branch has a lot of friends and he's been catching up on everything he missed out on while in his shell. Now that everyone is enjoying themselves nothing could be better...right?

Branchs POV:

I'm still getting used to living in a pod. After I moved out of my underground bunker Cooper, Biggie and some of the others helped me move in. It's nice talking to others now but I admit that it is a bit exhausting. I've been getting invited to all sorts of wacky things and don't get me wrong I do want to participate in some things but not all of it. It would just be too much. My pod is next to Poppys so she often comes by to talk to me or to give me something. It's sweet. All the commotion has died back down, as much as possible at least. In Troll Village there's always something going on. We get letters from our friends in Bergen town. They are mainly from Bridget and Gristle. They tell us how things are going with their marriage and ask us how we are. In Bridget's latest letter she asked me how Poppy and I are doing. It wasn't an odd question to ask until she followed with "Are you two going out yet?" I didn't know what to make of it. What did she mean when she asked if we were going out yet. Poppy and I are friends, nothing more.

Yet...when I read that sentence over again I got nervous. It wasn't the paranoid kind of nervousness. It felt as if butterflies were in my stomach tickling me. I felt my face flush. It was an odd feeling and I wondered why it had occurred. I tried to brush the thought away but the gears in my head were already turning. Were me and Poppy going out yet?