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Few Things to Know About This Fic:
One - This fanfic is inspired by both movies, Trolls (2016) and How to Train Your Dragon (2010).
Two - Branch and his siblings are the only ones to have powers. The power they have is both ice and snow.
Three - Branch hallucinates his dead abusive parents whenever he is under pressure or in a bad position, and they usually torment him.
Four - While this fic is inspired by these movies, I took the liberty to add a few of my own touches.
Five - This is my first fic that I am posting here, and as soon as I know how to upload pictures, I'll add a few drawings I made for the main dragons.
Six - Some minor tags that'll only be used once or can't be found in the tags will be listed in the top notes.
Seven - I am not that good of a writer, so before posting any chapter, it'll go into an app that checks my grammar/punctuation and might miss a few things, so I deeply apologize in advance.
That's all, happy reading.
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“This place is known as: The Pop Village.”
A female voice said as a small troll-sized village appeared into view.
“A few days’ journey from Bergen Town, and twelve days into the unknown. Deep within the forest of happiness.”
Suddenly, there was a brief close-up of the village. The houses were just a few mushrooms and flower pots hanging from a few branches.
“Our species had lived here for a long time; however, every house is new. The reason for this is because we have a few pests.”
A claw was then seen taking a purple sheep up in the air, making it shriek as a troll used his hair to try and take it back
"Some trolls might have mosquitoes, dangerous diseases, or venomous plants, but not us. We have something that others won't believe. We have—"
A troll came into view. She had pink skin and eyes, along with a heart shaped tail, neon pink hair, red cheeks with many glitter freckles, and wore a crown of blue flowers and an equally blue dress. She was rubbing her eyes, clearly ignoring the chaos outside as she went to close the door to her house.
As she slowly held onto the door, a flash of purple fire was shot, intended to go inside the house. It made her screech as all sleep left her mind. She quickly closed the door and pressed herself against it, as if it would prevent the creature from entering. "Dragons," she whispered fearfully.
"Some trolls would leave. Not us, though. We are Pop Trolls; we thrive from violence, just like dancing, hugging, and singing."
Suddenly, the she-troll was seen running out of her castle, sometimes bumping into other trolls or almost tripping over rocks.
"And there's me: Princess Poppy, basic name, I know. My father told me my mother named me after her favorite flower. I find that very adorable."
Poppy then tripped on a rock, causing her to fall on her back. Suddenly, a glitter troll stood in front of her, letting out a war cry before saying, "Good morning, your highness." And suddenly, he was gone before Poppy could reply.
Once she got up and dusted herself, she kept on running, ignoring the chaos around her and being careful not to be picked up or eaten by a dragon. As a monstrous nightmare came by, setting the ground on fire, she was gently lifted up by a tail being wrapped around her waist, causing her to panic.
"What are you doing outside?!" a male voice said as he gently let her down.
"Ah yes. This is my father, the king himself: King Peppy. It was rumored that he started the rebellion against the Bergens as soon as I was born. And you wanna know what? I believe that."
"Get back inside!!" He commanded, pushing Poppy towards a building. "But dad!! I promise I can hit a—" She was cut off as Peppy closed the door in front of her.
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"Oh look who we have here," a blue-skinned troll with forest green hair, black eyebrows, cyan eyes, and a purple-indigo nose said. "I thought you would be taken away in all this mess. Glad to be wrong.”
"This is John Dory, my father's right-hand man and ex-leader of BroZone. Eldest brother to: Branch, Spruce, and Floyd. While we're not dancing or singing, he, along with Clay and Floyd, are in charge of being blacksmiths. There are also rumors about how these brothers can manipulate both ice and snow. However, they can never find Spruce because during the Great Escape, the siblings unwillingly separated and only reunited a few years later."
"Nah, I don't think they'll want all of this," Poppy said as she motioned to herself. Before John could say anything, there were a few cries of "Fire!" outside. As the fire spread, a group of trolls ran up to put it off.
"These guys are the more 'respected and brave' group of trolls known. In my opinion, their job is a lot cooler than mine. This group is composed of: Biggie and his pet worm Mr. Dinkles, Creek, the twins: Satin and Chenille, and—"
A troll came into view as he threw a bucket full of water into the flames, only for it to be a waste of resources as a fireball landed behind him. He turned around and started to walk away.
"Branch~"
Poppy had seen the scene unfold in slow motion and let out a sigh, feeling her tail waggle. The slow motion that she saw the group move in quickly disappeared as she saw them all run towards where there was more water.
She stuck her head out the window with an amazed look in her eyes before she was pulled back in. "Where do you think you're going, young lady?" John asked her. "Aww, come on, Dory. Let me go out!! Let me do my mark!!”
John just rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. "I'm too old for this," he whispered. "I heard that!!" Clay yelled across the room, trying to comfort a panicking Floyd who had a small gray snow cloud over his head, making dark magenta-colored snow fall on top of his hair.
John just cleared his throat. "Listen, Poppy, we both know that the only 'mark' you're making is here. Inside."
Poppy : "Oh? Well, that's a great mistake you're making, good sir. A great one indeed."
John : "Oh really?”
Poppy : "Yes sir!! You're keeping all of my excitement bottled up. And I may be no doctor, but that is bad news. Besides, their job is way cooler than mine!! Pun included!!"
John : "Poppy, I don't care that my brother's job is 'cooler' than yours, and frankly, I don't want to see you looking out the window towards him with lovey-dovey eyes doing nothing."
John then handed her a sword as she tried to deny what she was just doing. "Sharpen this sword up and stay here with them," he said, pointing to his brothers. He made himself an iced forest green armor. "I'll go and see if the king needs help." As he ran away, Clay shouted, "Bitch, are you crazy!! You're gonna get yourself killed!!" Poppy took that opportunity to quickly grab a weapon and started to run away.
"Come back here, Poppy!!" She heard Clay shout in a panic tone as she avoided all the lime green ice walls he created to prevent her from running away.
As she ran, she felt something. She felt that today she was going to prove the trolls wrong. She was going to prove herself worthy as a princess.
She was going to impress Branch.
One way or another, she had to.
She needed to.