Novel & Cerita Poppy's Dad From Trolls

"It's earlier than we planned, but we got this." "What'd your Dad say?" I ask carefully. "Surprisingly, he was chill about it. Handed me some preggie pops and told me to go tell Mom." "Preggie pops? He's still eating those?" Denise shakes her head. "Still? What the fuck have I missed?" "You don't even wanna know," Denise and Harley say in unison. They laugh as do I. "Either way, Push Pop, I'm happy for you. This won't be easy, but if I know anyone who can handle it, it's you."

It doesn’t go unnoticed by me the way Chad frowns at her, but it is so quick, I wonder if I imagined it. “Or so you wish,” I tease my friend, shooting her a smirk and being cursed in return. “Sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins.” Poppy turns to my parents, not looking apologetically at all. “The lack of faith from your daughter in my dating skills is preposterous,” she adds dramatically, making Mom and Dad laugh.

Thankfully it wasn’t my bladder this time. I spot Dad in the distance with Lotus and Poppy. Where the reforming camp once stood, there’s now a small golf area where they spend most of their time. “Don’t you get bored of losing?” I ask as I walk up to them. “When I had this built, I didn’t know Poppy would be so good at it,” he grumbles. He looks almost the same as before all his injuries. Not one hundred percent, but close. Strong, still carrying that Alpha presence. I’m glad he’s returning to himself again.