Poppy's P.O.V

Sometimes, I can't be honest with myself. I've always had my thought on a certain troll. His name is Branch, the only grey troll in the village who never sings, or dances, or even hugs. Every time I asked him to attend one of my parties, he would always say 'no' or crush my invitations right in front of me, and that kinda hurts me a bit. I can't never understand why he's grey in the first place. As I sat on my bed thinking, DJ Suki, Smidge, Satin, & Chenille come over.

DJ: Hey, Pops. Lost in your thoughts again?

Poppy: A bit.

DJ: If you're busy, we could just leave.

Poppy: No, I'm not busy.

Smidge: Good, cause we wanted to ask you something.

Poppy: Ok. What is it?

Satin: Just out of curiosity.....

Chenille: Why does Branch's invitations look 10x different from everyone else?

Poppy: !!! W-what are you talking about?

DJ: Come on, Pops. Think about it.

Well, it is a true statement. I do make Branch's invitations more festive than everyone else. It's only because I want to make him happy for once. But, it always ends in failure.

Smidge: Poppy, don't tell me. Are you in love with Branch?

As soon as Smidge asked me that, my face went red.

Poppy: W-what?! N-no, of course not. What makes you think that?!

Satin: Oh, darling. There's no need to hide it.

Chenille: Yeah, it's written all over your face.

Poppy: DJ, back me up here, please.

DJ: Sorry, Pops. But, I'm on their side on this one. *smirks*

Poppy:......