So just happened to ran into you
The night of the Trolls 20th Celebration. The momentous occasion signifying the Trolls freedom from the Bergens grasp. Things were going full swing, every Troll in the village was there, and they were having a blast!...well almost every Troll.
Branch's eyes were downcast upon the celebration taken place was, he shook his head disapprovingly "They're gonna get themselves killed" he muttered to himself. He turns his back towards the forest, going to gather the last of his materials.
"I swear it like...they never listen to me"
"Its always 'UgH BrAnCh Your such a party pooper' "
'Your such a drag Branch.'
'Your so paranoid Branch, The Bergens are'nt for us Branch'
He said in a mocking tone. Branch took and deep breath, let it out, continued gathering
"Its like I'm the only one who cares about the villages safety, Whilst there dead set on partying...Its so stupid!" In his frustration he kicked a pebble standing his way. Branch found himself standing in the somewhat silence, if you minus the partying, he rolled his eyes.
"Whatever, lets just get what I need and go hom-" He was cut off as his ears perked at the sounds of a nearby bush russling behind him. Branch turned around in a battle stance, slowly pulling out a wooden dagger from his hair. The russling noise got louder, whatever was there, was getting closer and closer.
But eventually a figure emergerd from the bushes deeply panting. This unsettled Branch, but keeping a brave face he stepped closer to try and be intimidating "Who's there?" He said pointing his dagger at them
The figure eventually a caught thier breath "Woah woah...It's me" The figure said still trying to recover his breath. "Um...no, I don't who you are!" Branch declared
"Branch you seriously don't recognise me?" The figure emerged from the shadows, revealing...
"Creek?" Branch said
"Haha, yeah." Creek said rubbing the back of his neck. Branch put his dagger back in his hair "Um are you lost? Because I believe the death trap begging for your demise is uhh, right behind you" Branch said in a saracastic tone, smiling blankly at Creek before turning his back walking to the other direction.
"Wait Branch, I was wondering if you wanted to join us?" Creek said pointing back at the party behind him. Branch paused at his steps, looked at Creek and behind him the party being taken place, all the blaring lights, loud music and not to mention all the trolls
"I rather die, but thanks for the offer." Branch said walking off.
Creek was at a loss for words
"W-why can't you just be normal?!"
As Creek said that, Branch paused his steps
"How do you expect any Troll to be your friend if you keep...keep isolating yourself?!"
Branch stayed quiet, but Creek continued his rant
'What happend to you Branch? You changed we were close, but you shut the world out. You shut me out."
A breeze blew in the forest, silence fell between the two, with tension so thick, it would be able to cut through a knife
"What happend to me?" Branch said with his back still turned, clutching at his materials he collected sticks and such, he eventually turned to Creek, walking up to him, towering over him, causing Creek to cower a little
"If anyone's changed Its you, your head is so wrapped around popular, you act like I don't exist."
Creek listened to Branches words
"Everytime I try to talk to you, you ignore you, make fun of me! No Troll take me seriously." Branch said, he turned back making his way back to his home, Creek was fuming with anger.
"Yeah well...Who'd wanna take a grey Troll seriously anyway!?" Creek yelled out, Branch turned back eyes full of anger. He dropped everything, walking up to Creek intimidatingly.
"I'd rather be a 'Grey freak' than be someone who just acts like I don't exist!" Branch said placing a finger on Creek's open chest, "Your just jealous mate." Creek said, Branch shook by Creek's words
"Your just jealous." Creek said, Branch rolled his eyes "Yeah right, Cause I wanna be you so bad right?"
"Seems like it to me mate." Creek said smiling smugly, putting his hands in his pockets. Branch just stared at Creek resisting the urge to punch him, he took a deep breath and let it out "You know what? I'm gonna be the bigger Troll here." gathering all his things together.
"I'd love to feed your ego, but unlike you I have better things to do."
"Goodbye Creek." Branch said dissappearing into the night.
As Branch made his way into his bunker, analyzing the interaction he shared with Creek.
"What even was that? You try to get a guy to join a party by following him into the woods?" Branch sighed. He sat down in his living room alone. Staring at the invation Poppy gave him earlier.
"Maybe Creek is right..." Branch shook the away the thought "Ugh no." He said
"Stupid."