~In The Saloon Bar~

Poppy, Branch, Barb, And Mixy All Walked Into The Lonesome Burrows Saloon For Some Help.

The Bunnies Inside Were Eating At Tables, Drinking At The Bar Table, Or Just Smoking Carrots.

Branch Got Doubtful.
"Uhh Poppy, Maybe This Isn't Such A Good Idea"

"Trust Me, I Know Exactly What To Do!"
Poppy Insured.

"I-I Don't Know...Looks Kinda Scary In Here.."
Mixy Backed Up A Bit.

Two Bunnies Headbutted Each Other Roughly And Punched Each Other In Gut, Shoving Down A Moldy Carrot.

"AH!"
Mixy Went Behind Poppy's Legs.

"Speak For Yourselves- THIS PLACE LOOKS SOOOOO HARDCORE! And I Love It"
Barb Smirked.

Barb Spotted The Bar.
"GASP, BRO, THEY GOT A BAR"

"IMMA GET A SHOT"
Barb Was About To Go.

Branch Stopped Barb.
"Nah Uh. I Don't Need You Getting Wasted At This Kinda Time"

"Man You No Fun Timberlake-"
Barb Pouted.

Mixy Looked Up At Them.
"What's Wasted?"

Branch And Barb Blink, Not Wanting To Tell Mixy What It Meant.

"-.-"
Poppy Glared At Them With A "Seriously" Look.

Barb Looked Away, Not Wanting To Be The One To Tell Mixy.

Branch Kneeled Down To Mixy And Cleared His Throat.
"Mixy, Wasted Is Um...When You Get A Sudden Craving For Uh....Fruit Punch?"

Mixy Gasps.
"I WANNA GET WASTED! LIKE, EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE NOW!"

Poppy Patted Mixy's Head.
"No No, That's Okay"

The Owner Of The Saloon Went To Them.
"Whoa Whoa Whoaaa, Hold It There Fellers. This Saloon Isn't For Kids As Your Little....Whoochi Whatever That Thing Is"

"I'm A Special Hippie! :D"
Mixy Said.

"Oh! Um Don't Worry, This Will Only Take A Second Sir. We Just Needed To Ask For Something"
Poppy Said.

"Ask Away"
The Owner Allowed.

"Those Critter-Mobiles Outside, May We Borrow One Of Them? We're Kinda In A Quick Hurry To Find Our Friends"
Poppy Gestured.

"I'm Afraid Imma Have To Decline That Question Ma'am"
The Owner Replied.

"What?!"
Poppy Said.

"But You Guys Have Like 7 Cars Out There"
Branch Pointed.

"I'm Sorry But Those Are Reserved For Bunny Residents Of Lonesome Burrows Only"
The Owner Told Them.

"Ughhh..."
The Trolls Groan.

"Not Only That, But This Packed Bar Is Getting Rowdy Cause Our Performer Got A Case Of Fluffitis, Which Means No Singers"
The Owner Explained.

"Sounds Like A Furry Situation Huh? Heh Heh, Amirite?"
Branch Chuckled And Nudged Barb.

"It's Only Funny When I Do It -.-"
Barb Glared.

"Yeahhh.."
Branch's Ears Went Down.

"Ohhh, I'm So Sorry About That"
Poppy Said.

"Yeeep, So Unless You 4 Hairheads Know Anyone Who Can Holler A Tune, Imma Have To Bid You Good Day"
The Owner Walked Away.

Poppy Looked Over At The Saloon's Empty Stage, Slowly Getting A Idea.

"Hmmm....How Would You Feel About Some Singing Trolls?"
Poppy Smirked And Gestured.

The Owner Turned Back Around.
"Whoaaa...You Guys Really Know Meme Trolls?!"

"What? No! Us!"
Poppy Pointed.

"Ohhhh. Ya'll Can Sing?"
The Owner Questioned.

"Uhhh DUHHH! Only The Best"
Barb Whipped Her Mohawk.

"Prove It"
The Owner Crossed His Arms.

Poppy, Branch And Barb Burst Into A Random Song And Dance.

🎵 Come on, shake your body,
baby, do the conga!🎵

🎵 I know you can't control
yourself any longer!🎵

🎵 Feel the rhythm of
the music getting stronger!🎵

The 3 Finished Off In A Gangster Pose.

"BOOM!"
Mixy Shouted.

The Owner Got A Idea.
"Hm, Tell Ya What. If You 3 Can Perform A Good Tune For This Saloon, I'll Hand Ya One Of Those Cars. Whaddya Say?"

The Trolls Nod Immediately.
"DEAL!"

~~~

The Owner Walked Up On Stage.
"Alright, Introducing The Creatures Far Out For Here Deck Of The Desert, The Trolls! FROM ZOOTOPIA!"

"TROLLSTOPIA!"
The Trolls Corrected.

"Oh- Trollstopia. Whatever."
The Owner Walked Off Stage.

No One Clapped For The Trolls As They All Walked On Stage.

Poppy Walked Back To The Curtain And Slid Mixy Back.
"Mixy, Just Stay Here And Don't Move"

"Not Moving. Got It!"
Mixy Nodded.

"Good Boy"
Poppy Patted Mixy's Head And Walked Back To The Stage.

Mixy Stayed Still, Until He Took A Look Over At The Bar Table.

A Bunny Took A Sip Of A Beer Shot, As Mixy Watched That, Amazed And Wanting To Try.

"Oooo Curiosityyyy.."
Mixy Walked Away And To The Bar Table.

The Bunnies In The Crowd, Looked Serious And Firm, Waiting To Be Entertained.

"Hello Everyone!"
Poppy Waved.

The Bunnies Didn't Respond With Their Annoyed Glares.

"Warm Crowd Huh"
Branch Said.

"Sorry About Your Other Performer But Don't You All Worry! We Trolls Will Surely Rock A Doodle Your Poops!"
Poppy Grinned Wide.

Barb Sighed In Her Hand.
"End Us Now.."

The Bunnies Just Blinked, Not Laughing Or Amused.

Poppy Turned To Branch And Barb.
"Okaaaay, What On Earth Do We Sing?!"

"How Should I Know? I Don't Know What Bunnies Like"
Branch Shrugged.

"Well We Better Think Of Something Fast Before They Shove Carrots Up Our A-Holes"
Barb Gestures.

Poppy Looked Back At The Crowd, Starting To Get A Idea.

"Soooo...What Do We Do?"
Barb Questioned.

Poppy Put A Cowgirl Hat On Barb.
"We Yee-Haw Barb.....We Yee-Haw"

"Ooooo. Rad"
Barb Tipped Her Hat.

Branch Raised His Eyebrow.
"And When You Say yEe-hAw, You Mean...?"

Poppy And Branch Were Suddenly In Cowboy And Cowgirl Outfits To Perform.

Branch Looked At His Outfit.
"Ohhhhh, The Yee-Haw Was A Reference To...Okay"

"Barb"
Poppy Smirked.

"Got It"
Barb Smirked Back And Took Out Her Guitar.

Barb Began Playing A Country Guitar Riff.
"Hehehe 🎸"

Poppy Grabbed The Mic.
"WHOOOO! Okay All You Furballs! Just A Warning, You Might Wanna Get Up And Dance. Cause It's About To Get Hot~"

Poppy And Branch Started Singing Together In A Country Accent.

🎵 Ain't no placeee🎵

🎵 It ain't goin' onnnn 🎵

🎵 It's goin' arounddd 🎵

🎵 Like a vagabonddd 🎵

Some Of The Bunnies Bopped Their Heads, Catching The Rhythm.

🎵 It gets in your bonesss 🎵

🎵 Like you caught the fluuuu 🎵

🎵 And now
there ain't no cureeee!🎵

🎵 You just gotta move
when you feel the groove!🎵

🎵 Now people
on the left!🎵

🎵 Everybody on the left singgg!🎵
Branch Sung.

🎵 Shake your
south side!🎵

🎵 People on the right!🎵

🎵 Everybody on
the right singgg!🎵
Branch Sung.

🎵 Shake your
south side!🎵

🎵 Every single girl!🎵

🎵 Every single girllll!🎵
Branch Sung.

🎵 Shake your
south side!🎵

🎵 All around the world!🎵

🎵 All around
the woooorldddd!🎵
Branch Sung A High Note.

🎵 Shake your
south side!🎵

"HIT IT BARB!"
Poppy Shouted.

Barb Performed A Guitar Solo, As Everyone In The Saloon Got Up And Square Danced To The Song.

~~~

Outside, Sergant Fluffy And His Friend Peter Were Discussing Some Things.

Sergant Fluffy Sighed Into His Hands.
"Hhhhh...99 Crimes...Can You Believe That?"

"I Actually Can't. But Hey We Live In A Animated World, Anything Is Possible"
Peter Shrugged.

"Yeah But It Frustrates Me!"
Sergant Fluffy Said.

"Why Though?"
Peter Questioned.

"Mayor Cottontail Tail Sais 99 Crimes! 1 More Crime Left Then I Get Pronounced Head Chief Officer. Do You Know How Big Of Position That Is!?"
Sergant Fluffy Said.

Peter Thought.
"Uhhh....Wiener Sized Big?"

"NO....well....KINDA. Depends On Your Dirty Mind"
Sergeant Fluffy Shrugged.

"Fair Enough"
Peter Said.

"Point Is, There's Barely Any More Crimes, Thanks To Me. How Am I Ever Gonna Reach 100 Crimes Solved When Lonesome Burrows Is Crime Free Now! UGHHH!"
Sergeant Fluffy Groaned And Walked Away.

Peter Followed Behind.
"Don't Let It Get Dirty In Your Fur Fluff! Something Will Come Up!"

Sergeant Fluffy Scoffed.
"Pfft, Oh Yeah? Like Wha-"

Sergeant Fluffy Suddenly Stopped, As He Stepped On Something.

Sergeant Fluffy Backed Up And Saw That He Stepped On A Old Poster.

"Huh, What's This"
Sergeant Fluffy Picked Up The Poster.

The Poster Was A Old Wanted Poster From When Poppy, Branch, And Biggie Performed Their Pop Medley In Lonesome Flats.

Sergant Fluffy Looked More Into It.
"Huh...Waitttt A Second"

Sergeant Fluffy Turned His Head, And Heard The Music Coming From The Saloon.

Sergant Fluffy Put The Puzzles Together And Smirked With A Idea.

~~~

🎵 Every single girl!🎵

🎵 Every single girllll!🎵
Branch Sung.

🎵 Shake your
south side!🎵

🎵 All around the world!🎵

🎵 All around
the woooorldddd!🎵
Branch Sung A High Note Again.

🎵 Shake your
south side!🎵

The Trolls Finished Their Performance And The Bunnies Clapped For Them. 👏👏👏

"Thank You, Thank You"
Poppy And Branch Bowed.

Barb Leaped In The Air And Smashed Her Guitar.
"BAM!"

Poppy Giggles.
"Well That Was-"

Poppy Looked Behind The Curtain And Noticed.
"Uhhhh...Where'd Mixy Go?!"

"There"
Branch Pointed.

Mixy Was Sitting Up At The Bar Table, Taking Beer Shots.

"wHeeWwwW! kEeP eM' cOmiN jEffy mY boi! wHOooOO!!"
Mixy Waved His Arms.

The Trolls Ran Over To Mixy.
"MIXY!"

Mixy Turned Around On His Stool.
"oH hEyYyy, yOu guYs sEeM mOrE....bRiGht tHaN i rEmEmbEr. gEHe"

"Uhhh, What's Wrong With You?"
Poppy Questioned.

"wELl, i wAnTed tO tRy thAt wAsTed thiNg"
Mixy Said.

"Oh No-"
Branch Said.

Mixy Snorted.
"aNd goLlY wAs iT a tErRibLe iDea"

"Yeah That Kid's Fried-"
Barb Said.

"Okaaaay Let's Get You Down"
Poppy Picked Up Mixy.

"pAnCaKes BITCHESSSS, gOi-"
Mixy Laughed In Poppy's Face.

"Do Not Say That Word!"
Poppy Covered Mixy's Mouth.

" Y O M ! "
Mixy Bit Poppy's Hand.

"OW! Did You Just Bite Me?!"
Poppy Said.

Mixy Grabbed Poppy's Face.
"hEy! yOuRe noT thE bOsS oF mEeEe dEbRah"

"Okay Let's Go Before His Hangover"
Branch Suggested.

Sergeant Fluffy Came Up To Them.
"And Where Do You Think You're Going?"

"Oh! Hi Sergeant Fluffy! We Were Just Leaving After Our Outstanding Country Performance"
Poppy Said.

"oLd tOwn roOoAAaDdd!"
Mixy Wiggled His Arms And Legs.

"Oh Ho Ho Hooo, You Can't Leave Just Yet"
Sergeant Fluffy Told Them.

Poppy Raised Her Eyebrow.
"Whyyy Not?"

~~~

The 4 Trolls Got Locked Up In The Lonesome Burrows Jail.

"That's Why"
Sergeant Fluffy Winked.

Poppy Grabbed Onto The Bars.
"Whoa Whoa Whoa"

"What's All Of This About??"
Branch Questioned.

"Oh Don't Act So Dumb...Fugitives Of The Law"
Sergeant Fluffy Said.

Poppy Blinked.
"Fugitives Of The Law? What Do You-"

Sergeant Fluffy Held Up The Wanted Poster To Them.
"Uhm"

Poppy Looked At The Poster.
"Ohhhhh Frosting"

Branch Gasped.
"You Darn Right Oh Frosting..."

"...They Just Can't Get My Colors Right!"
Branch Pointed At Himself In The Poster.

"I Still Don't Fully Understand! We Didn't Intentionally Do Anything Wrong"
Poppy Said.

"WRONG! Read The Poster"
Sergeant Fluffy Said.

Poppy Read The Poster.
"Wanted: For Crimes Against Music"

Sergeant Fluffy Nods.
"Correct. Which Means, Your Music Was Illegal In This Town Long Ago...And You Two Are Most Wanted Cause Of That"

"But-"
Poppy Said.

"Which Also Means, I GET MY 100 CRIME SPREE SOLVED AND HEAD CHIEF OFFICER! EEEEE"
Sergeant Fluffy Squealed.

"BUT-"
Poppy Said.

"So I'd Get Comfy In There. You're Gonna Be In There For A Longgg Time Outlaws"
Sergeant Fluffy Grinned And Walked Away.

Poppy Sighed.
"Awe Sugar..."

"Welp, Riff Always Said I'd End Up In Prison"
Barb Leaned Against The Wall.

"Soooo Wassss Getting Locked Up In Jail Part Of This Roadtrip?"
Branch Said.

"You Know It Wasn't -.-"
Poppy Glared.

Mixy Tapped Branch's Foot.
"What's A Jail?"

Branch Picked Mixy Up In His Arms.
"A Jail Is A Place For Bad People"

Mixy Gasps Dramatically.
"😱😱😱!!!....we're bad people? 🥺"

Poppy Shook Her Head.
"No No! It Was Just A Misunderstanding"

"OHHHHH! What's A Misunderstanding?"
Mixy Wondered.

Barb Sighed And Facepalmed.
"This Kid 🤦‍♀️..."