I'm back! This was a huge surprise, wasn't it? Me writing on a daily basis? Well, I finished my homework earlier than usual, so here I am! Also, to answer one of your questions, a chapter for my new fanfiction, A Quest for Happiness, is coming up very soon, so stay in tune for that! Please read and review, and this is the last chapter of Poppy's POV. It's been a long way since when I started ( June, was it? ).

"Bridget?" I asked, surprised. What was she doing?

"Poppy, you guys, you have to get out," Bridget urged, and poured us out of the pot. We scrambled quickly to get out, but I stayed behind and let out a shocked breath.

"Bridget, what are you-"

"You have to leave, like, right now!" Bridget urged, shooing us.

"No, let us stay! In fact, come with us!"

"And let it be easier to find you? NO way!" Bridget ran to enter the castle. We were outside, by the way.

"But Bridget-"

"Poppy-"

"Bridget!" I cried as she was going to leave. She turned around, tears forming in her eyes.

"It's going to be okay, Poppy," she nodded, the tension dying. How could Bridget do that? When she knew what they were going to do to her?

"You know what they'll do to you," I whispered.

"I know, and you taught me how to be happy," Bridget said, bending down to my level, "and I'll love you for that."

"I feel the same way, Bridget," I nodded. I sighed, defeated, but how could she leave? We heard a yell, and I saw Bridget walk back into the castle, saying, "Bye, Poppy." I was done; so many goodbyes in life, and I was getting tired!

"Bridget!" I screamed.

She turned around, and pushed me away with a single finger. I hugged it, with all my might, and she let go, closing the door. Accepting Bridget's terrible fate, I turned away, wiped tears from my eyes, and rushed over to Branch.

The Trolls chanted cheerily as they ran through tunnels, me holding a torch. Branch was by my side, but he turned, confused.

"Poppy?"

"Bridget just ruined her life to save ours, it's not right," I shook my head. "She deserves to be happy."

I was to be the one to save the Trolls, like my father. My mother suffered a terrible fate, and I wasn't going to live the same way. I was going to live the life I was meant to live, as a dreamer, a Troll, a princess, and the lover of Branch. I was to be queen the day I married, and now, I'm going to do something that makes me stand from the rest. I turned to the castle, fierceness in my eyes.

"They all do."

"When do we come in?" Suki asked, in one of Bridget's roller skate. I had a plan to save Bridget and us Trolls, who were hiding, and it needed all of us. We were tucked in a roller skate, ready to save Bridget, who was getting yelled at Chef. Geez, she needs a day off.

"Guards, lock her up!" screamed Chef and the angered Bergens. The guards cornered her and that was our cue. With force, we pushed the roller skate, as it went into the room, glided up Barnabus' tail, leaped into the air, and we hopped out, ready to hop onto Bridget's head. The roller skate slipped into her foot as she spun, and we transformed our hair into the wig Bridget had as Lady Glitter Sparklez.

Gristle and everyone else gasped. She didn't look that different.

"What?" Chef asked in amazement.

Gristle gasped and popped in front of us. "BUt how … why ...?"

The Snack Pack and I climbed off of Bridget's head, hair normal again. "She didn't think you'd want someone like her."

"I mean, hello? Is it me you're looking for? I didn't think so," Bridget slumped.

Chef turned to all of us, eyes wide, and yelled, "Guards, finish her!"

"Wait!" I screamed, before they attacked. They listened to me, to my surprise. "King Gristle, when you were with Bridget, you were feeling something, right?"

"Yes, I was," admitted Gristle.

"That feeling, that was happiness," I nodded, to everyone's surprise. The tailor at the bib shop perked up.

"You have to eat a Troll to be happy," he said. "Everyone knows that, right?"

"Yeah, but King G's never eaten a Troll in his life," Cooper added.

"No, I haven't," Gristle nodded, and slipped on Bridget's roller skate, "and here I am, with my belly empty and my heart full."

To be honest, I've heard better. From Creek.

The other Bergens seemed to nod, as if taking me seriously. All of that ended when Chef popped up with a sharp blade.

"Don't listen to her," Chef screamed. "There's only one way to be happy : my way!" She slammed a knife before Branch, who stumbled, and she hit Gristle's head, laying out his tongue. It rolled forward, like a treadmill, and Branch rolled into Gristle's mouth in fear. Not.

I bumped into Branch, after flinging off of a slingshot Satin and Chenille put together with their hair, and lurched to my feet. Stick with the plan, I muttered.

"Happiness isn't something you put inside, it's already there," I warned once more. "Sometimes, you just need someone to help you find it."

"Can I really be happy?" asked a Bergen.

"How about me?"

"Sign me up!"

"Me, too!"

"Can I really be happy?" asked the tailor.

"Of course," I nodded, grinning. If anything, I wanted this plan to come into play. "Happiness is inside of all of us! And I don't just say it, I feel it."

All of a sudden, the room darkened, a bright spotlight over my head. Where did it come from? I have no idea. ( I never liked how they began to sing and immediately, the Bergens began to agree, so here's my version. )

"Hold on," I began to sing, "something big is coming, like a lightning bolt, a lightning bolt, and this bright light, illuminates the way to a brand new place and a brand-new day …"

"I don't know what to expect, but we'll never, be the same," Branch ended, following me. Immediately, the entire Snack Pack joined me and we started dancing at the same time. Trolls immediately jumped from the chandeliers, as my plan worked out, and they all began to dance as well.

"Live it up, whatever you're feeling, you and I, soon we'll be sailing," we all sang. "You work out our colorful world, you work out our colorful world!"

All around, Bergens began to dance as well. At first, it looked stupid, but then they got used to it, and all of them were smiling. Not all, but most, and that greedy, bitter Chef was looking as if she lost this battle.

Guess what? SHE DID!

"Get outside the lights," we began, quieting down. "We're gonna rock this crazy ride, come with me and we'll live like we own the sky, take off like we're butterflies, making noise like dynamite."

Chef then found it her chance to eat us. Running towards Branch, we cowered, but Bridget threw a well-aimed spoon at her head, which made her stumble; Satin and Chenille used their hair to trip her, who fell into a grill, which caught on fire ( I never liked what Cooper did here. ), and with enough force, it fell down flights of stairs and towards the woods. We saw the sack around her waist unzip itself, before we lost sight of her, and saw Creek screaming for his life.

Don't have to worry about him again.

"You work out whatever you feel it, Live it up, whatever you're feeling, You and I pretty soon we'll be sailing, You work out our colorful world, You work out our colorful world." We stormed out of the castle, dancing our way to the Troll Tree, which I haven't seen in awhile, Branch and I in the lead. "Here we go and it's just the beginning, Yeah you and me we're spinning, you work out our colorful world, You work out our colorful world!"

My father, the Snack Pack, Branch, and I ended up on a large mushroom, in front of the entire Bergen Town and the Trolls, who kept cheering for me.

"I know her!" Biggie kept chanting.

My father turned to me, and nodded, smiling. "Your mother would be so proud of you."

I felt tears sting my eyes. My mother did something great, my father too, and know, I was one of them. Despite the party-throwing and the limitless childness, I was going to be a queen one day. NO one was going to change that.

Branch, with a loving smile, took my hands into his, but we stumbled a bit, because with her hair, Smidge stretched the mushroom into the sky, leaving Branch and I alone.

"I know it's not officially hug-time, but …" Branch stretched out his arms, smiling bashfully.

"I'm your princess, and as your princess, I decree that hug-time … is all-the-time," I said, and I nuzzled my face into his neck. We stayed like that for a while, but then we felt a pair of slender arms hug us.

Cloud Guy smirked. "High five."

Branch and I shared a look, and slapped CLoud Guy's hand forcefully, playfully shoving him off the cloud and into Bergen Town.

Branch grabbed my left hand, dipped me down, and his hair covered our faces, as we locked lips together. He was mine and I was his.

AND THAT'S ALL, FOLKS! I'm seriously going to miss this, like, a lot, but I'm still writing fanfiction, so … Anyway, I hoped you guys liked the story, and there it is. Bye, and I'll see you soon, with The Quest for Happiness!