Well, I guess I got some explaining to do...

Teenage Prince Juniper looked up at the grand building of Peppy University. Of course, if one looked hard enough, they would see the imprint of the old name, Pop Village University.

“Hey, Juniper, whatcha doin'?" asked his twin sister, Princess Rose.

“Nothing, just reflecting," Juniper answered, not looking away from the sign. Rose looked up at it, as well.

“Yeah, it's been Pop Village U ever since Flower was a baby," Rose pointed out. “After all these years, they decided to name it after grandpa. King Peppy's legacy is secure."

Juniper nodded. “And all he had to do was die."

“Yeah," Rose sighed. “I miss him."

“Me, too," Juniper replied, placing a hand on his sister's shoulder. “Do you think Mom will be okay?"

“What are you talking about? Of course, she will!" Rose insisted. “You know what she always says, if you knock, knock her over, she'll get back up again!"

“I know, but–"

“Hey, Rosie! You coming?!" shouted another girl.

“I'll be right there!" Rose replied. “Try not to be so broody all the time."

“I'm not broody," Juniper argued as Rose's friends, Groovia, Charlotte Trotter, and Iris, approached them.

“You sure?" Iris said teasingly. “That's a pretty bad vibe you're giving, Juliette."

Rose jabbed Iris with her elbow as Juniper crossed his arms and looked away.

“Sorry, Juniper!" Rose apologized before glaring at Iris. “It's Juniper, remember?"

“My bad," Iris said without a drop of sincerity. “Come on, Rosie. Let's go somewhere a little happier."

Rose briefly looked back at her brother as Iris pulled her away by the wrist.

“You can't perform at my cousin's wedding looking like that," Groovia pointed out.

“Don't worry, sugar plum," Charlotte insisted. “We're going to turn you into a princess!"

“I already am a princess," Rose pointed out.

“Well, a princess people will notice," Iris corrected. “Not just some spare."

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Juniper just walked back to the late King Peppy's home, where his father was busy sorting out what to keep and what to give away, but not without some “help" from Synth and two of his little Techno babies.

“Remix, a snow globe is not a toy!" Synth scolded, trying to keep the child from throwing it.

“Where's Mom?" Juniper asked Branch.

“Looking for your sister again," Branch answered.

“Snuck out of another lesson?" Juniper assumed. Branch nodded. “She's been doing that a lot lately. This can't be good for Flower."

“So, you see it, too?!" Branch exclaimed.

“I'm pretty sure the entire village can see it."

“It's not that I don't want Flower to be a good queen," Branch explained, “but she shouldn't have to do it the way your mom does. Especially when it makes her uncomfortable."

“I agree," Juniper said. “Plus, Flower doesn't do anything the way other Trolls do, nor does she have to."

“Right?" Branch scoffed. “I just wish your mom would see that. But she just wants it her way."

“Is that why she didn't want us to move?" Juniper asked.

Branch nodded. “It would've been much better for you kids. Especially Flower."

“Yeah. Well, I'm going back to the house. If you see Mom, tell her I have something to tell the whole family."

“Of course, son," Branch replied, hugging Juniper before he left the pod.

CRASH!

“Gillian! That was probably vintage!" Synth said in exasperation.

Branch rolled his eyes. “Did you have to bring your kids here?"

“I couldn't find a sitter."