TTBGO/TrollsTopia: The Tales of Broppy

Morning Drabbles

Poppy's trying to look for her bra but Branch doesn't care.

"Branch" she prodded him.

"What?" The teal troll had a hard time waking up. Surely she would not want … Not again. He groaned.

"Branchifer." Poppy nudged him again. He'd better react. He'd known her to …

"Stop it." Branch grabbed her hand and reluctantly opened his eyes.
The Pop Queen stood beside his bunk. Poppy was dressed from the waist down, but conspicuously missed clothing on her upper parts. She looked entirely lovable.

"Branch, have you seen my bra?"

"Hmm?" He had a difficult time focusing.

"My bra. I seem to remember you discarding it rather casually yesterday."

Branch yawned. "You don't need a bra."

"Thank you for that assessment." The teal troll nodded that it was no problem. "But I still want it back."

"Come back to bed."

"Sky Toronto wants to see me."

"At this hour?"

"Something about streamers malfunction."

"Just dress, do your thing and come back. He won't notice. He wouldn't even notice that Guy Diamond wasn't awake. Your employee only has the haziest of grips on reality."

"Sky Toronto would be the first to notice."

He squinted at her. "Really?"

"Yes Really." She placed her hands on her hips. "I tried to hide one of your hickeys," she pursed her lips in distaste, "he noticed it immediately."

Her breasts had moved upwards quite nicely when she took her stance. Branch thought the Sky Toronto hardly was the only troll to be distracted by anything and that, if she continued to hold that position much longer, he'd feel the need to forestall her from going anywhere anytime soon.

Poppy arched a brow at him, easily following his train of thought from the changes in his face.

"He'll see this as an invitation."

Branch choked.

"I'll help you search."