1.4!!!!! 😍😍😍😍 

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The little beast was entering through a crack in the astonishingly hot stone. He went down the wall and headed for a figure in the dark.

- It's tonight, grumbled the thing to which the strange shadow belonged. Noticing his servant perched on a stone column, he smiles with sharp teeth.

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Poppy put on her costume that the twins had made for her; a black cat suit.

She admired the work the twins had done, the costume was perfect! That's when someone knocks at the door of the room. The pink troll opened, King Pepy stood in front of her. He looked exhausted! He yawns:

- Poppy, I would like to propose something to you; do you know a certain "Branch Timberlake"?

The princess was surprised, and she nodded to approve.

- He's one of my friends.

- Okay .. uh ... well, let's start the party and I'll explain you on the way.

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In the deepest part of the forest, Branch picked up the dead leaves frozen in front of his bunker. The full moon would soon rise. Suddenly, the gray troll stopped his task:

-ATCHOOM! Uhhhh ... he sighed

He was already hearing the music of Trolloween's party ringing. Poppy was right again; he was sick. The trollagon was exhausted, he opened the door of his bunker and went inside to get a cup of hot chocolate. When he finished, he went to sit on his pile of cousin in the corner of his living room. He had not slept in his bed for a month now. His corner was the only place where he could rest, provided he rolled like a cat.

Taking a sip of hot chocolate, he thought: belong of now, I should add "learn to control me" to my planning.

The moon had surely appeared in the sky. The gray troll was really starting to feel bad. Maybe it was not a good idea hot chocolate, finally ... He put the cup still full on the floor and lay down to sleep.

A horrible pain pierces his belly, as if an arrow was planted there. The survivor stood up with a cry of pain. With horror, he noticed that some black scales had appeared on his chest. Another scream of rage shot out of his throat as his wings gushed from his back. His eyes had become like those of a cat, scales appeared on his skin ...

No! Nononon! Not again!

His sight was already beginning to weaken. He gasped, trying to stay in control, stay awake ... He needed air, he started to get out of the door.

He dropped into the grass, staring at the stars in the night sky, he stifled a cry when a new stab-like blow gave him a horrible headache.

Come, growled a dark voice in his mind.

He ignored her and got up on his shaky legs. His heart was beating so hard, his senses was twice as sensitive ...

A crackle sounded, two trolls approaching. A groan escaped his lips when he recognized a familiar smell. His instinct was screaming for him to join her, but his good sense was asking him to go and hide so no one could see him. The mysterious voice continued to order him to come.

I do not have to join her, hide yourself ...

Unfortunately, his right leg was already walking alone. Soon he was running on his four limbs. She was very close ...

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- What? Dad, are you okay?

In the direction of Branch's Bunker, the King had explained his idea to his daughter. Pepy didn't answer and continued to move in the darkness, fortunately, the fireflies illuminated their way.

-According to what I heard from this troll, he is ... special, continued the orange troll

Poppy frowned, she knew that hundreds of rumors were about Branch. Like the one he had "suposly" the plague and that was what made his hair black like the feathers of a raven, it was completely stupid.

- But He's the only one who's experienced enough for this task, I hope he'll accept ...

Poppy was tired of all these stories circulating! She stopped and crossed her arms, her father turned to her.

- Dad, the heart of a person is like the sea. It has its storms, its hurricanes... and deep down it has its pearls. 

Her father smiled and continued his way. Poppy was going to follow him but something was troubling her. The leaves were wildly waving in the forest, it was not normal ...

Something sprang up from the vegetation and carried her down the hills, Poppy gave a cry of surprise, she heard her father shout her name. The unknown thing rolled down the hill with her, leaves and dust twirling in all directions.

(Like this XD)

Two strong arms pinned her to the ground and she coughed to chase away the dust from her face. The pink troll opened her eyes and jumped, feeling the hot breath of her attacker in her neck. Two frozen blue eyes stared at her.

- Branch?

- P..... Poppy?

The gray troll got up panicked. Poppy did not believe her eyes: black scales covered his arms, his legs, his chest and the tip of his nose and ears. Two wings and thorns had appeared behind his back and a heavy black tail was trailing behind him. His blue eyes looked a lot like those of a cat and sharp claws had appeared on his fingers and toes! He sneezed and at the same moment, King Pepy came running and jumped when he see Branch.

Poppy was speechless.

-I can explain everything! ... began Branch

- Are you... a NightFury for Trolloween? Poppy asked with a cry of joy.

Branch turned to her, holding back a groan of fear.

-Eh ... yes, yes that's it! ... A Aaaa .... ATCHOOM!

The pain was gone the moment he saw her, strange ...

- Very pretty suit, Branch. Commented the King, he is very realistic.

The old troll swallowed and continued:

-Branch, I'd like to ask you for a service ...

-What is it, your majesty? Snif ...

-Oh, Branch ... you're sick! Poppy moaned, grabbing his hand. Branch held back a purr

-I intended to go home, but I wanted to show you my costume

Poppy smiled, but her scent revealed she was nervous. After this request, Branch would go home.

-I would like you to give Poppy some defense lessons.

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