Juniper and Branch. Boyfriend and Girlfriend. They tell each other everything! Or so you would expect. Juniper is certain, there's no more secret hiding between their relationship.
But Branch is keeping a large part of his past hidden deep inside himself, which will soon backfire.
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𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓮:
"Stop the Wedding!" Someone's yell comes from the far back of the crowd. Gasps ripple through the guests like a shockwave. Bridget and Gristle freezing in front og the alter. Branch's head jerks left, then right, scanning the landscape, along with every head searching for the source of the voice. My attention is drawn upward. I spot a figure. Far up on the cliffs, small against the sky. Or maybe not small, just far away. The figure slides down the end of a rope, closest to him, connected to the cliff above. I nudge Branch with the back of my hand to get his attention, nodding toward the sky. Branch follows my nod, his gaze catching on to the approaching shadow. His landing is rough. Now that he is basically in the middle of the ceremony, his figure is clear. He's a Troll. His blue skin covered in dust, greenish hair sticking out from under a set of goggles. "Sorry. Is this bad timing?" The moment his face is revealed from behind the goggles, Branch gasps. "I'm just trying to find a Troll named-" The blue Troll locks eyes with Branch, and his face lights up. "Ooh! Baby Branch!"
"Hey! Stop right there. I'm the Princess of this Village and I order you to tell us who you are and what you want!" The Troll stops his doings as everything goes still again. "Hey... What's up?" The Troll speaks with a sudden uncertainty, realising a little too late how incredibly bad his timing is. "You're right, Princess - totally rude of me - didn't even introduce myself." Then, he turns to me, straightening his posture and steps forward, attempting to make a formal approach. "I'm Branch's brother." His smile is wide. Completely unthreatening.
And my breathing stops.
Miguel's friend is (Name) (Last Name). Who move to Santa Cecilia. Ernesto de la Cruz's home town. Her papa sells guitars for a living. After her mama die and her papa pack their bags and move to Santa Cecilia to sell even more guitars. And to forget about the death of his wife. Which is something (Name) would like to forget about as well.
On the night of Da de los Muertos. Miguel steals Ernesto's guitar sending them both to the land of the dead. Where Miguel has to learn that his family loves him no matter what. And (Name) must learn to not let go of her mother.
I do not own the rights to Coco, this is just a fanfic for fun. All rights belong to Pixar and Disney.