Rip my storage with all these Broppy images,but it's worth it to put for these stories.

Anyway,I got the idea for this from a fanart I saw on Pinterest. It was so cute and got the idea from there but changed things up a little.
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It was almost midnight in troll village as the stars in the sky twinkled and moonlight shined down on it,making the forest that the little village was built in almost look serene and welcoming for anyone looking from above the forest.

And,their queen,Poppy,was currently sleeping over at Branch's bunker like usual and was trying to make it fun for both of them while she was there.

"So,"Poppy started,making her way out of the pillow fort they made earlier."What do think about the pillow fort,Branch?"

"It's good,"Branch said tiredly with a yawn,but he didn't go after her.

"What do you mean it's 'good'?"Poppy said,confused about what he meant by just saying 'good',but there was also an underlying shock in her tone. Saying something was good was almost blasphemy to the Queen.

Trolls would have usually said 'amazing' or 'awsome'in these circumstances,but with a troll like Branch,you don't get that very often.

Poppy started to ramble on and on about what could have not made their pillow fort perfect to him,her confusion heard in every word she spoke.

That is,until Branch came out from the pillow fort,yawning slightly and hugged her.

"Oh,right,that."She said as she smiled and hugged him back,probably now understanding he didn't say it was perfect.