At the bright Disco planet, Supergleam is transferring the queen's guest and future suitor to the luxury spa so they can get themselves treated and fixed into some cultural fashion, but mostly because they had a bit of pop prejudice in their brains and they wanted to get rid of that. The Disco Trolls were sure the trolls would enjoy the care but they were almost as confident that Branch would ruin everything, so they had to keep an extra eye on him and take harder measures and methods during his groovification during his time at the Spiral Groove System

Inside the SpaceBeetle Branch was sitting by himself in a corner glaring at his friends, "How do you guys trust these trolls? They literally kidnapped us."

"They're showing great hospitality Branch!" Guy Diamond punctuated while he stared out the window, contemplating the beauty of the Disco City. 

Branch groaned, "You... You're so fixated on someone you just met?! Aren't you worried about your son?"

"Shouldn't you be worrying about Poppy ditching you?" Chenille sassed him while staring at her non-existent nails.

"Sick burn!" Supergleam commented from the cockpit, that surely put some silence into Branch's negativity.

DJ Suki ran up to the window and pointed at a building made out of crystals, "Woah what is that place?!"

"Our destination." Supergleam responded, "Crystalline Works Spa."

SpaceBeetle prepared for alighting on the landing strip and lowered its legs as it reached the floor, it shut off its wings and closed down its flight mode. SpaceBeetle opened its mouth and allowed the trolls to exit carefully. Supergleam escorted the group of visitors into the crystal building, the entire hall was blue and filled with glitter and the right groove for anything 70s-related, flowers, funkadelic elements and of course, discotheque floors.

An extremely stereotypical disco troll flew over the guests while swinging on a disco ball, the individual had a dark blue afro, a white suit and pants, and a golden chain made out of yarn not to mention his very cool round sunglasses. The troll lowered himself from the disco ball and posed dramatically pointing his finger up and head down, "Greetings Pop-Troll visitors... My name is Casanova and welcome to my humble crib..."

"Salutations." Supergleam bowed her head to him as she stepped aside to reveal the guests, "Our Queen has asked for a full Make-Over for them and a complete transformation for this one."

"He really needs one that I see." Casanova gritted his teeth and shook his head at Branch, "Alright let me take a look at what I'm gonna be workin' with."

"Yeah, but be careful 'cause I'm not that gullible!" Branch growled at him.

Casanova looked at the trolls and found the twins to be intriguing, "You're not all so bad, especially you two."

"Oh, he's so steamy." Satin fanned herself, sweating nervously.

"And dreamy." Chenille added having the same expression.

"Shut up! Let me have something for once." Satin shoved her sister aside and admired the troll for more time now.

Casanova stopped by Guy Diamond and began to measure his body, "I've been told that you are the chosen one. You really do have the potential."

"I know." Guy Diamond laughed with his autotune voice.

"Excuse me." Cooper raised his hand and asked, "Is this gonna take long? Cause I am dying to jump into that bubble bath over there."

"Correct." Casanova nodded and allowed the trolls to hang around freely for their disco makeover, "Enjoy your day at the spa."

The SnackPack rushed into whatever they wanted to first, leaving Branch alone. The spa's runner looked at Branch and called for the assistants, "Girls prepare the peeling sessions for this guy. We have some zits to pop." 

"WHAT?! NO! NO!" Branch is dragged away by the two disco trolls' assistants into an isolated chamber where they would cleanse his skin from all the wrinkles and zits. Supergleam turned back to Casanova and said, "Once they're ready, place them in the private discotheque for some immersion. Then they will be fully prepared for the ceremony tonight. Remember to make that diamond outshine everyone."

"Copy that General." Casanova saluted her as he went back to his daily business. 

In the spa the Pop Trolls were each getting the proper care they deserved. Biggie and Mr. Dinkles were receiving a stone massage treatment. Satin & Chenille were getting their hair done by a machine. Smidge got a foot massage on her back muscles. DJ Suki was earning body hair wax. Cooper got his herbal bath. Guy Diamond got himself a glitter retouch to look extra shiny for his future wedding ceremony. 

Meanwhile, Casanova stared down at Branch inside the peeling chamber and pressed a button that signaled it was time for him to get out. Branch was shoved out and he had gotten his wrinkles covered by some foundation and many products. Suddenly a mechanical hand picked him up and tossed him onto another bed, his eyebrows were plucked, his legs waxed, he was burnt by the stones and he even got kicked in the hip by the foot massager.

He was thrown into the bubble bath and released right after, he was wet and some glitter particles were spread around his cheeks. Finally, he had gotten an update on his frosted tips and now his hair looked more satisfying to look at, "Bleugh! What did you do to me?!" Branch stared at his reflection and checked out the updates he got.

Branch was now Discofied, his face was wrinkle-free and glitter-filled, his hair had a degrading effect with many shades of blue, his vest changed to a more shiny version and his pants were fixed and not damaged. Supergleam soared to his front and shot at him with her blaster apprehending him inside the discotheque chamber. The General walked up to Casanova and ordered a request, "It's time to feel the groove."

"Gotcha covered, SG." Casanova picked up a record from his old archives and placed it on a record player that was connected to all the speakers around the planet but it was a slow and delicate process until it covered every corner of the system.

Confined in a discotheque, Branch had finally got some alone time to figure out an escape route he whipped his hair at the entrance but it was useless. Two boomboxes were lowered down from the ceiling and a disco ball spun around to give a lighting fest then finally the song began to play, "Dance, Boogie Wonderland (hey, hey)
Dance, Boogie Wonderland!"

Branch found himself lost in the funky instrumental but he was stronger than the song so he busted through the plastic walls and made it into another compartment of the dance floor. There he found his friends completely influenced by the Discio Trolls in every aspect, "Oh no... Guys?!" He noticed it wasn't just their appearance but their behavior too.

Biggie was wearing a chromatic purple vest with silver flared pants and the tip of his hair had a swirl while Mr. Dinkles wore a hat made of mirror tiles and a golden tie. Cooper had curled his dreads and now they had a wavy look to them and a floral hat with orange and yellow patterns plus some silver ribbons around his neck stripes. Smidge wore thick white butterfly glasses and an oversized reddish cowl-neck dress with a disco ball button and a chrome bow. DJ Suki had a Daisy Duke-stylized outfit but it was reminiscent of a chrome disco jumpsuit with makeup on her face and mirror tiles on her earpiece. Satin got a blue spandex jumpsuit and plastic legwarmers along with a headband and new earrings while Chenille got a pink-ish jersey-wrapped chromatic dress and a scarf around her neck. Then finally Guy Diamond, who had gotten the most attention of them all, wore a beautiful silver disco jumpsuit that made his entire physical body pop and stand out with a lustrous cape tracing his back.

Branch facepalmed and observed as his allies were all changed into something else and he was the only one with presumably consciousness in his mind. Everyone he knew had become a disco zombie and there was nothing he could do.