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The past or the Future?

Summary:

The trolls end up having to react to the past or maybe it's the future?

(I headcanon that Branch is autistic and nobody can take that away from me.)

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(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter 1: Reacting?

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Today was like any other day in Pop Village. It was bright and sunny, with no gloomy clouds in sight! Today was surely the day for the pop trolls. What made the day even greater was that tonight the pop trolls would be celebrating their 20th anniversary of freedom from the Bergens. So today was surely the day for everyone...well, not quite it seemed at least not for one pop troll. But could you truly call this dude a pop troll? I mean he was quite the buzzkill to be around.

No one liked a buzzkill, especially a paranoid "fun" police that always showed up to kill the vibes. The troll always seemed to have a frown on his grey face, some would even question if he ever knew how to smile or sing. What would his singing sound like? some would say he probably sounded like a broken record with the sound of agony and pain in it. Trolls tend to be kind-hearted beings but even the most wholesome of creatures have their dark side. And the pop troll's dark side was talking crap about one troll named Branch. They tended to call him paranoid, crazy, buzzkill, etc.

No one wanted the troll six feet close to them seeing as they believed if he was near he would cause them to go grey just like him. Well, all except one troll seemed to not believe that silly little rumour about the grey troll. That troll was named Poppy she was one of the most happiest trolls you could ever meet. She was you're typical pop troll, she sang, danced, and hugged, she also saw the world with colourful lenses that hid the dark truths with glitter, rainbows, cupcakes, and all that was colourful. She and Branch were polar opposites but that didn't stop Poppy from trying to be Branch's friend. All she wanted most in this life was to see the grey troll smile and be happy in his life. 

 

Speaking about dancing and singing the pop trolls just finished one of their biggest songs of the day with a song, talking all about the village and their friends. The trolls ended their musical number with quite the show poses, glitter and bright smiles on their faces, but as Princess Poppy and her friends were posing and slightly panting for air they began to hear a slow clapping sound coming from the shadow. Poppy began to look around for the source of the clapping as her eyes brought her toward a grey troll holding a bunch of sticks in his hands. He looked unamused as he leaned on a mushroom steam, his slow clapping was slowly coming to a pause.

"Really, really great job. I could hear you from a mile away." as he said this he slowly began to walk as Poppy and her friends were settling on the ground again from their mid-air poses. "Good. I was worried we weren't projecting enough" said Poppy as she got off Copper's head while still slightly panting. But before anyone could say another word they all began to feel slightly dizzy. "Ugh...I don't feel so good" DJ Suki was gripping onto her forehead as she voiced out about her feeling under the weather all of a sudden.

But Poppy merely shook her head hoping to get rid of this sudden sick bug going through her body. She couldn't be sick, could she? She had a celebration to run later tonight. She and all of Pop Village had their 20th anniversary planned for that day and she couldn't have possibly gotten ill so quickly through the day. All of the trolls began to slowly groan as the world began to spin around them. And suddenly they all collapsed like fresh snow coming from the sky onto the ground but unlike snow, they all fell with a loud thump. The last thing most of them heard was the sticks Branch was holding fall onto the ground as his grip released. 

 

 

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Soft groaning could be heard coming from a couple of trolls as they slowly began to get up from their positions. Some were lying on top of each other and others were spread out away from the rest of them. Poppy could feel a gentle light on her face as she groaned and slowly sat up. Her eyes were adjusting to the lights as she looked around to see her surroundings. But all she could see was a large room with bright lights, and couches of all shapes and sizes, and in the front of the room was a large screen TV, which was above a large stage.

She slowly got up as her head was still feeling stuffy and dizzy. But before she could fully get up she was being hugged from all sides. It was her friends who were hugging her as they held scared looks coming from their eyes and were as tensed as a plank of wood. She then realised why they were so scared. She and the pop village trolls were surrounded by bergens, all whom had hungry looks in their eyes as they eyed the pop trolls. Before she could move a muscle to try to get away from the bergens all her actions were stopped after hearing a voice coming from the stage. On the stage was a tall figure who looked nothing like a Bergen or any other creature she'd ever seen before. The figure was testing out a microphone they were holding in their hands. 

"Hey? Testing, testing, can y'all hear me?" Once the figure saw that the trolls and Bergens were staring at them, they began to smile as they slowly began to wave toward them. "Okay, great! You guys can hear! Uh-Hello there. My name is Christopher but you may call me Chris-"  But before they could continue speaking a couple of trolls began to start panic not only were they panicking, but the bergens started to walk toward the trolls.

"Woah there!" As Chris started to yell using their own voice rather than the microphone the bergens suddenly came to a halt. As a glass wall came out of the ground separating the trolls and Bergen's from each other. The trolls and Bergens were shocked, to say the least after the glass came from the ground and divided them from each other. Chris took a sigh of relief as they mumbled something under their breath but was still loud enough to hear due to them holding the mic so close to their face again. "Should have probably done that from the start...would have caused less of a hassle." 

"Yeah, you probably should have" Poppy looked over to where the voice came from. It had came from Branch as he looked annoyed toward Chris, who was awkwardly smiling. "Uh- I wish to apologize about that- I'm still new to the who division thing...I never had a need for the glass division" 

Branch merely rolled his eyes at Chris. "Are you sure that glass will keep them from eating us!" Yelled a random pop troll. "100% certainty! This glass is the equivalence of 200 glass plates stacked on each other! Trust me when I say I dropped this four times setting it up and it didn't even scratch!" Chris seemed pretty confident with their words. "Excuse me darling" Poppy had never heard that voice before and she was certain she knew all the trolls in the pop village. That's when she was faced with a troll that looked like a certain someone she knew. 

She had blue hair and tall she looked like royalty as she stood next to two trolls that were similar to her. Now that Poppy looked around the room she realised that she was surrounded by trolls she never seen before. They all dressed and looked different compared to the her and the rest of the pop troll villagers. "Woah" she said under her breath. "Excuse me darling, but I may just say that as lovely as this is but why are we here?" "Uh- Also how do we know you won't kill us?" Now that voice Poppy knew, it was Branch's voice.

"OH! sorry I was so caught up on making sure y'all would get eaten. I have realised I never explained anything truly!" Chris's face was bright red when they realised they never explained why the trolls and Bergens were locked in a room. "Let's start over, My name is Christopher or Chris it's a pleasure to meet you all once again. I brought you all here so you can watch future events and get to know each other." Now Poppy wasn't the sharpest pair of scissors in the drawer, but she knew pretty well that what Chris said had made zero sense. 'Watch future events?' 

A nervous chuckle could be heard coming from Chris. "Let me explain, I'm from the future and I've been watching you all for the past few years now...N-now I know that sounds creepy! But uh- it's sort of my job." The trolls and Bergens couldn't believe what they were hearing. From the future? How could someone come from the future...and most importantly this figure was watching them for YEARS! "From the future yeah right as if." A troll dressed in ripped fishnets and had a red mohawk said as they rolled their eyes.

"Now I know you don't believe me, but I have proof, If you guys would just allow me to show you. Also to answer your question Branch. If I wanted to eat any of you or hurt any of you I would have done that hours ago-" "Hours ago?" Poppy said a bit louder than she expected. "Heh-yeahhh...I may have added to a bit more sleeping powder on some of you than I expected. You've been knocked out for two hours...so all of you were at my mercy for two hours, and I didn't hurt a single one of you. I kind of thought you guys died for a second." Chris had said while staring at the floor but the last part they mumbled,  but due to the mic everyone heard that. Some of the trolls started to panic from hearing what Chris had accidentally confused to them. Geez, even a couple of bergens were scared and freaking out. 

"Now I know this sound horrible...but you guys don't have much of a choice unfortunately." As Chris said that they began to point at a clock behind the trolls and Bergens on the clock it read '5 days 24 hours 60 minutes 60 seconds' " To put this lightly it's either you all react to the future or your trapped in this room for the next couple days." "Now you hear sir! But surely this isn't  legal!" A southern accent was heard from a troll with messy red hair and four legs like a horse. "I understand the anger ma'am but you must understand this is my job. I can't allow you all to leave right away...because then I break my contract and everyone in this room will be erased on the spot!" 

Everyone froze. What? No...no, no, no! They were trapped here being forced to react to the 'future' something they still didn't think existed. Chris looked sympathetic toward the trolls and Bergens. "I'll give you a minute to come to an agreement-" 

"We'll do it!" Poppy had yelled this out and everyone looked at her. "Poppy what are you doing?" Asked Biggie seeing his friend make this decision without giving it much thought. "What other choice do we have? We either react or we don't and get erased!" Poppy was slightly freaking out but tried to keep calm. That's when a calm voice intervened her thoughts. "She's right, what other thing can we do but react to the future" the trolls looked around and mumbles could be heard, even the bergens were coming to an agreement which was shocking to say the least. 

"Great! Okay so we'll be starting soon. Oh! Also don't worry about hunger or any other personal needs. As long as one stays in this room stuff like that don't matter to much" The trolls and Bergens began to sit down as they noticed the huge screen start to glow and the reacting would soon begin.