Poppy From Trolls Novels & Stories

I waited to hear a third new voice, but after a short time of not hearing anything, I realized what was different about this room. "We ain't stealin' kidneys or nothin'! We're here to help y'all out," Poppy announced, taking her key ring back from Mia's hand without any resistance, "All I need is yer name and Ultimate if ya got one." Poppy had taken the lead in the information briefing, and her newly returned chipper mood was met by the new guy's mood spiking up as well.

“Sir, this pickup line sounds so cheesy. No one speaks to girls like that anymore.” Tory was embarrassed and quickly explained, “No, I don’t mean that. I just think this young lady looks familiar. I may have seen her before. Are you from Imperial City?” Tory’s question hit the mark. Poppy nodded and revealed her identity. “Mr. Jobb, I've seen you before. I didn’t expect you to remember me,” Poppy said in embarrassment. Poppy did not recognize Tory before this. Philip was surprised by this coincidence, but this was good because it saved the effort for them to get to know each other.

The seer fired back making everyone laugh. “Trolls are not violent dear seer, they are the same as your kind, they are not violent, but it doesn’t mean that there won’t be any rotten potatoes in a sack. Like you.” The troll elder fired back as well but before the seer could say anything else Tia chanted a spell and sealed his mouth. “You should have done that a long time ago.” The troll elder said to Tia.

“Because we’re supposed to be here for MY album.” “That’s the issue, though, isn’t it?” Mac Daddy questions. “Lucy here tells me that you have taken from her? That you heard her demo and stole her song?” I burst out laughing, unable to control it. Is that really what all of this is? This short, pale white woman with her hair in such a high ponytail it looks like extensions? “Oh? And what song is this that I ‘stole’ from Lucy?” I bark back, still laughing at the absurdity of it all.

If Smite really wanted to deal with her she would. But unfortunately for her, Poppy wasn’t a trembling little deer anymore. No. She was a panther in training. And just like we practiced, Poppy widened her eyes so big I thought they might pop out of her skull. She didn’t blink once until fat tears started falling down her cheeks. Then she started crying so loud that it made it sound like someone had just murdered her entire bloodline. She was so convincing that even Head Maid Smite froze. Her mouth dropped as she was speechless, like she couldn’t believe Poppy had busted into tears out of nowhere. But before Smite could recover, Poppy was already defending herself.

​ “Of course I am! Because of you, Clara ended up as a secret woman. What kind of friend are you, anyway?” ​ “I’m the kind of... look, whatever kind of friend I am is none of your business! Let me go, or I’ll scream for help. I mean it!” Poppy was completely bewildered by his intensity. ​ “Go ahead, scream. Who’s going to hear you? The music inside is loud enough to drown out anything,” he sneered, a mocking smile on his lips. ​

I asked Xavier if he liked sports, then asked Poppy what her hobbies were, and after a while the tension relaxed. “Um, Gamma Rory, why do your nails look like that?” Poppy asked. Rory smiled, “Because I was born awesome. These things can cut through fruit like a knife. Wanna see?” Xavier and Poppy’s eyes lit up, and they both nodded. She grabbed the apple from Poppy’s plate, threw it in the air, and sliced it with her hand. “COOL!” They both said. Raul walked in and chuckled, “Showing off again, Rory?”

“Oh, silly me, you probably forgot about me, it’s me, Poppy.” Suddenly, my image of a good friend of mine from the high-school came into me, a timid petite girl with thick glasses. Her name is Poppy Pots, I defended her from the bullies and that’s how we become a good friends. I tried to warm up to her, but once again I only last like one year, because I entered the school in my senior year. “Poppy… Pots?!” I asked her carefully. She jumps at me with her chirpy scream. “Oh, you do remember me!” I can see Dusty and the other man trying so hard to get away from her, she is so a happy-go-lucky young woman now, unlike the shy persona that she had in High-school.

I said to them. They stood up and followed me. I go first because I don't want to show my daughter my little jealousy against her dad. So, I adjusted my emotions before dealing with them. "Nanny. The stuffed toys are cute oh, I also love the color and her hair. So very adorable, Poppy." I saw when Davvy pointed out the huggable Queen Poppy in the movie Trolls. "Nanny, buy it for me, please?" I heard Davvy whisper to his nanny.

The whole place goes down with all sorts of applauses as he grabs my waist and looks down at me. “I love you so much.” “I love you too Trey.” “My tomboy.” He whispers with a smile. “Yes, your tomboy.” He smiles and crushes his lips on mine, pulling me more tightly to him as the whole place goes wild with all sorts of shouting. I’m lost in this world. I don’t want to ever come out of it. He is mine and I’m his. I'm his tomboy. THE END