A/N: The Final Chapter! Thanks for being a part of this story. I'd cut the talking for now and continue waaay down below. Enjoy!

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That no good Creek has betrayed us! I should've seen that from the start...well, I kinda always did, I never trusted that Troll. Poppy should've never stopped me from strangling him! But it was very satisfying to watch when it was her turn to strangle him, if only her friends didn't do anything to stop her. I glanced at her, she's sulking at the other side of the pot where the Bergens placed us. Seeing her upset made me upset as well. Wait, is she upset because Creek sold us out? I should've known. She adores him, pretty much…like the way she used to adore me. But even if that's the case, I wanted to run to her, hug her and cheer her up, but…I can't. My heart may say go for it, but my mind would always give me a million reasons to distance myself from her. How could I still think of that now, now that we're one step closer to our end? Soon, the other Trolls will be placed inside this pot as well, with us. Creek would bring the Bergens to the old village, as if selling us out isn't enough, he'd betray the whole Kingdom too! I swear, when I get my hands on that purple traitor, I will strangle him 'til there's no more air left inside his lungs.

But even though there's obviously no light in this dark situation, I felt that…after everything that has happened today, I felt…I felt happy again. Helping that Bergen, Bridget, go on a date with the King was really fun. It sent that old wavy sensation in my bones, that I last felt when I was young. However, I also realized that I might have allowed Poppy to see right through me, to pass through the barriers I've place to keep her away. I accidentally told her the truth on why I don't sing. I told her about my Grandma…I told her everything. I was expecting her to leave me be, but instead…she hugged me tight. She held me in an embrace that somehow eased the pain inside me. I wanted to return that hug, but again, my fears overruled the thought. If only I knew that that hug would probably be the last time she'd be able to hug me…then I should've given her the tightest embrace that I could. After that momentary hug with her and her friends, I felt as if the burden that I was carrying for a very long time vanished. A single hug from them was able to drive away the weight that I've been carrying the whole time.

Your eyes, they're like two pools, so deep

I fear, if I dive in…I might never come up for air

And your smile, the sun itself turns jealous

And refuses to come out from behind the clouds

Knowing it cannot shine half as bright

Was I looking at her the whole time I was reciting those lines from one of the poems I wrote? How could I not? She's the reason why I wrote the whole thing. At that moment, I felt the whole world stop. No Bergens, no Trolls…just the two of us. Me looking at her, saying the things my heart would want me to say, and her listening to ever word that came out of my lips. I felt great courage to tell her how I loved her eyes and how afraid I was to look at them whenever the two of us are having a conversation. It's difficult to argue with someone who have eyes like hers. How I liked her smile, her ever beautiful smile that I loved since we were young. She smiled at me, and I accidentally smiled back. I looked away as soon as I caught myself. Stick to the plan! I told myself one more time.

However, things never went as planned after that. You see, after the Bergens ate pizza, the two went roller-skating. I disagreed with the idea, we might get caught! And I was right. When Bridget got so caught up with the King, she forgot that we're still on top of her head. She went too fast, that it sent all of us flying away. I immediately grabbed the closest hand that I could reach…to my surprise, it was Poppy's. I froze like I always do whenever she touches my hand. She pulled unto me, so her friends and I could go back on top of the Bergen's head. I fell straight into her arms, and that felt awkward. I should be the one carrying her in my arms, not the other way around. Well, it's not that I wanted to carry her in my arms.

"Up Top! Too Slow!" Was I playing too reckless? I guess, I've totally forgot about the plan. I got so distracted with the happiness I felt inside me. It was as if the child in me wanted to come out and play with Poppy like we used to when we were kids. For the first time, in a very long time, I felt alive. I felt safe…I felt happy. Could…could this mean that, Poppy is the only one I needed to make me happy? Why am I still asking myself if she is? She has always been. With the little things she does, like her singing, her invitations and all the silliness that she has in mind…all of it made me smile. That nightmare I had last night, she was there. She made me feel safe and she calmed the storm inside my head. She has been and will always be the source of my happiness. That's a good reason to be with her, but at the same time it's also the best reason to stay away from her. I don't want her to end up like my Grandma…

"Branch!" she called as she stretched her hair towards me. I acted immediately and whipped my hair to catch her. The moment our hairs intertwined, a sudden wave flowed inside my body. It was like electricity that somehow sparked something inside my chest. I shrugged it away for moment and pulled her back to safety. What was that feeling I felt when our hairs touched? Did she feel it too? I guess…I guess I'll never know. Maybe we'll die not knowing what that feeling meant, as we may never see the light of dawn ever again. I guess I should tell her how I feel now, so the questions in my head might get answered even before we face death. But I'm afraid…I am so afraid…

I failed. I failed as a princess. I should've listened to Branch and returned to the Troll Village without Creek. He's my friend…our friend, but he chose to sell us out. Earlier this morning, I thought everything would be fine. That everything will end up like the way I hoped it would. I finally knew the reason why Branch was grey, and why he won't sing…why he was sad all the time. He lost his Grandma and he blamed himself for the lost. Somehow, there is a similar scenario, that popped into my head when he told me the truth. I just can't remember. For the first time, he allowed me to hug him without pushing me away. Yes, it was only for a short while, but that's a good start. Usually, he won't even let me get near him, but he just stood there and let me wrap my arms around him. I hugged him once, when he was asleep, but other than that I have never hugged him like I did earlier, and he's awake! I felt so much longing when I was finally able to hold him in an embrace, as if it's one of the things I've wanted for a long time. I felt a lot of emotions run inside my chest when he let me hug him, even for a short while.

I glanced at him…is he watching over me? I cannot say, the pot we were in is too dark to see if he's even looking at me. That reminds me of the way he looked at me earlier, when he recited a what I think is a verse from a poem. I felt sparks burst inside my chest and butterflies filled the insides of my stomach. Why was he looking at me? Were those lines meant for me? Do I really make the sun jealous with my smile? Does he even think that I have a beautiful smile? I smiled at him and he smiled back, but instantly looked away. What is he hiding inside his head?

I wonder how the other Trolls are doing. The Bergens are on their way to the Troll Village with Creek…that traitor. How could he do such thing? We risked a lot of things just to save him from the Bergen King's brooch. I even jumped off the roller skate we were on just to catch him. Luckily, Branch was able to catch me when I called for him. When our hairs intertwined when he reached for me…I felt a weird sensation flow in my body. It was as if we were bound by a stronger connection other than our hairs. I used to get my hair intertwined with other Trolls before, when we were playing back at the village; however, when I did the same thing to Branch, I felt electricity flow inside my bones, my veins, my whole being. Did he feel the same thing? Or was it just me?

I could ask him right now, but I think it would be too inappropriate for me to do so. Especially, in the situation we are in. Is it even right to tell him what I feel? That somehow, even if he's grumpy and yells at me all the time, I…I like him, no…I love him. I don't know how or when I started to feel it; maybe it was that day, when I handed him the first invitation for the first party I threw in the village, I felt a strong connection between the two of us, as if I've known him long before that day. And my dreams about him, that I have almost every night, what did those visions meant? I guess I'll never know. I'll die not knowing the truth.

At least, I get to see a glimpse of him being happy even for just a short moment. I just wish that I could've seen that happiness more. I want to drive anything that keeps him from being happy away. I want to help him heal the wounds that he has deep inside his heart. I want to tell him that I can be a friend to him, that he could tell me everything that hurts and scares him. However, we might both die…with me not telling him what I'm not saying. I thought the invitations I made specially for him would make him closer to me, but it never did. He could've just kept them instead of throwing them away or crushing them. Why does he always push me away? Aside from his Grandma's death, there's gotta be a reason why he chose to push all of us away. He could at least tell me before the Bergens eat us.

If only I did not trust Creek and tried to save him. If only I listened to Branch when he said that the world isn't all cupcakes and rainbows. Me and my friends and the whole Kingdom won't be in this huge mess. I held my legs closer to my chest. Only a miracle could save us now, and I see no sign of it. We're doomed because of me.

"Branch" I heard a familiar voice call. "Branch. Branch, get up!"

"Grandma?" I opened my eyes and saw the face that I've longed to see for a very long time. "Grandma!" I sat up and threw my arms around her and held her in a very tight embrace. I felt tears stream down my cheeks as I tightened the hug. I've missed her so much.

"There, there" she said while rubbing little circles on my back. "Don't cry. Grandma's here" she said soothingly. I let go of her, so I could see her face. It was her, it was really her! "How about I get you some cupcakes and some blueberry juice?" she offered. I nodded excitedly before we stood. I've always loved her cupcakes and the fresh blueberry juice she makes. I held her hand as we walked down a path—a very scenic path. We were in the middle of a beautiful field of flowers. Roses, tulips, sunflowers, lilies, daffodils…name it! It's everywhere! But I felt as if one flower was missing. What could that flower be? How could I even say that one flower is missing? I shrugged the thought away. Anyway, there were butterflies flying around too, in all different colors! Grandma took me under the single Tree, that grew in the middle of the field. The leaves completely covered the ground where we stood from the rays of the sun, but not too much as to allow a few to pass through and give off some luminance.

"Have a seat" Grandma said. I pulled one of the chairs from the table and sat down. "Wait here, while I fetch up the cupcakes and juice" I nodded. I looked around. It was silent, but not an eerie kind of silent. A relaxing one, where I could only hear the sound the wind would make as it blows, as well as the rustling sound that the leaves would make. The flowers around the Tree swayed like water with such grace. I admired the beauty that surrounded me, that was until I saw a single flower growing under the shade of the tree. It seems to be dying. What flower is that anyway? I stood and approached it to have a closer look. Despite its colors, I could say that it used to be crimson. Maybe being under the shade of the tree for a very long time deprived it of all the sunlight it needed to survive. I felt sad all of a sudden. I should do something like move it to another place, where it could grow and get all the sunshine it needed.

"Branch, snacks are ready!" I heard Grandma call. I quickly ran back to the table and sat down. "I've also got you some cookies." She placed a huge tray on the table with plates and a huge pitcher with a dark blue liquid inside. I took a cupcake and placed it inside my mouth, and savored the sweet flavors that touched every taste bud that I have on my tongue. "Chew your food slowly." I did as my Grandma told and ate slowly.

"Your cupcakes are the best!" I said.

"Don't talk when your mouth is full" she chuckled.

"Sorry" I said with a smile. I grabbed another cupcake and then a cookie. I ate the sweet treats laid down in front of me like a little child, who just got rewarded for being good.

"Branch, take a breath. You'd choke on what you're doing! Here, drink." Grandma handed me a cup of juice and chuckled. Was I eating too much? I guess so. Her cupcakes and cookies, just tasted so good that I can't help myself. It kinda reminded me of someone else's cupcakes and cookies…no! There is no one else who could beat Grandma's cupcakes and cookies!

I looked around again and noticed the flower from earlier, it looked worse than it did a few minutes ago. It's not supposed to wilt that fast! "Grandma, look at that flower over there. It's not getting enough sunlight. It's dying!" I said.

"That's funny. That flower used to get enough sunlight." She frowned and looked carefully at the flower, that was not so distant from where we sat. "It used to shine the brightest in the whole field. I wonder why it suddenly turned like that."

"Maybe because the shade was covering it too much? The leaves were depriving it of all the sunlight it needs. Flowers like that need a lot of sunshine!"

"Branch?" Grandma suddenly said. "Will you stay here with me forever?" I looked at her quite confused.

"What do you mean Grandma?" I asked.

"Just answer my question. Will you stay here with me, forever?" she asked again. Why is she asking if I'd stay with her? She's the only family I have, of course, I'd stay with her.

"Yes, I'd stay here with you Grandma" I replied. She smiled at me and stood. She walked on my side of the table and kissed my forehead. I looked back at the flower, still feeling distressed as to how it looked.

"How about I show you around?" Grandma asked.

"Sure" I said. We spent the hours that followed walking around the field of flowers and admiring the beauty of nature. But despite of all the beautiful flowers around us…I still have this strange feeling inside me concerning the wilting flower under the shade. I tried telling Grandma again, but everytime I speak of it, she'd pull me into a different spot in the field. She also showed me her house inside the Tree. It's just a simple house with a living room and some pieces of furniture like a couch, some shelves with books and small table at the center. There's also a kitchen inside that smelled really great and a door that I think leads to a bathroom. There's a set of stairs that led to the upper level of the house, which she showed me as well. On the second floor, there were two doors. One of which led to her room. It has a bed and a shelf with books, a closet, there's also a desk and a nightstand. It's just an average room with all the things she would need.

"What's this other room for, Grandma?" I asked.

"That would be your room, sweetheart." She turned the knob and showed me inside my new room. Just like her room, there's a bed, a closet, a shelf, a desk and a small nightstand. A simple room, just like the way I like it. "How about you get some sleep?"

But I don't feel tired yet. Besides, the sun is still up, why do I have to sleep so early? I tried to protest, but she insisted that I should sleep. That's strange. She tucked me in, and kissed my forehead.

Why are there so many songs about rainbows?

And what's on the other side?

Rainbows are visions, but only illusions

And rainbows have nothing to hide

So, we've been told and some choose to believe it

I know they're wrong wait and see

Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers and me.

She was singing me a lullaby, the same lullaby she used to sing to get me to sleep, but like what I've said, I don't wanna go to sleep. She kissed my forehead one more time and left me in my room. I had to fake my sleep, so she'd leave. She's starting to act really weird. I rose from my bed and checked the room. I scanned the books. "Hmm, nothing interesting." I looked outside the window. I'm starting to get bored with the same view that I've been seeing for hours now. At first, it was pretty, but I guess I just got used to it already. I looked around trying to find something interesting, until something captured my attention. The flower! It's—it's almost dead! I opened the window and hopped outside the room.

I ran as fast as I could to the dying little flower. No! Don't die! Its petals were mostly grey and dead. Its thin stalk looked like it would snap at any moment. I could no longer see the crimson colors it used to have. I must do something fast! I can't transfer the flower, it's roots are probably too weak to handle any movement, that would just speed up everything. I looked around trying to find a better solution. "The shades are blocking the sun" I thought, so I quickly ran for the Tree. I used my hair to climb up its branches, just right on top of the spot where the flower is. Using all the strength that I have, I tried breaking all the branches where the leaves that were shading the flower grew. It's not so difficult to do, the branches were quite young, so breaking them is quite easy. "Hang in there…just a few more branches!" I said. I think my idea is working since I could see the rays of the sun start to reach the flower. I moved to a higher level and started breaking the branches that grew right above same spot. The small patch of sunlight grew big until the flower was surrounded entirely by light. I descended down from the Tree to check on it.

"No!" Despite my efforts, the flower didn't seem look any different. No, this flower must not die! I felt tears stream down my cheeks as I watched it succumb to death.

"Branch?" I heard my Grandma call. "Branch, why are you crying?"

"It's gone" I sniffled. "The poppy's gone!" Poppy? The flower is called poppy! It's also the flower that I think was missing from the field! Poppy? The name reminded me of someone.

"Do you really love that flower?" she asked. I looked at her and nodded. "Then tell the flower how important it is to you. Show the flower that it should not give up on life. That you'd be there, always."

"I don't understand." I said. What does it have to do with saving the poor little blossom? Grandma didn't reply, but she gave me a smile. She approached the flower and ran her fingers on its petals. Surprisingly, the petals began to emit a faint glow until slowly light engulfed it. The glow didn't last that long, but when it disappeared the grey petals turned to crimson. I stared at it with my eyes wide open before I looked at her with astonishment. "How did you do that?" I asked.

"Branch, sometimes, what we think as the best solution to the problem is not actually what solves it. You thought that giving the flower all the sunshine it needed was enough to fix things up, you thought that by taking the branches away, you could save the poppy…that with the branches out of the way, the poppy would have all the sunlight it needed to survive...but no." She cupped my cheek and wiped the tears off my face. "You must let the flower feel what you wanted it to feel. You need to show it how to live again. You must give it a reason not to give up."

I looked at the little flower as it slowly swayed with the breeze. Make it feel what I wanted it to feel? Give it a reason not to give up? I can't see any sense to that, but something inside tells me that it has a deeper meaning…that I must dig further to understand. I sighed and nodded slowly.

"Then, I guess you could help her now." I looked at her quite confused. The whole place around us changed. The flowers disappeared as well as the Tree. We were transported inside a dark room that resembles a giant pot. I looked around and saw a gloomy pink Troll sitting on the spot where the poppy is supposed to be.

"Poppy?" I muttered. Why is she sad? What happened? Oh, that's right, Creek betrayed us and the whole Kingdom. That no good traitor sold us out to the Bergens! ANd now we're about to get eaten. She blames herself for everything that's why she's sad.

"Branch, it's time." I looked back at Grandma. "It's time for you to let go of all the things that restrains you. Sending her away is not the best solution, as you thought it was. It's not a bad thing to tell her everything. About your fears, pain and all the things that are running inside your head. To tell her how important she is to you. You've known her since you two were young, and I know that you've loved her ever since. You don't want her hurt, but Branch, she will always get hurt...she is now."

"Grandma…" I whispered.

"Branch, she needs you now. Show her that you're there for her. Show her that she should not be discouraged even though the situation makes it hard to take courage. She's taken all that she could bear, so help her ease the burden on her shoulders." She looked at me straight in the eyes and placed her hands on my arms. "Tell her you love her. Tell her not to be afraid, but also keep in mind that you should show her." She pointed on my chest to where my heart is.

"But, what if she doesn't love me back?" I walked away from her.

"Then see for yourself." She placed a hand on my shoulder and brought me to a different place. I saw Poppy on a desk, cutting some forms and letters from felt before sticking them to a card. She looked young, her hair is shorter and she looked a bit smaller.

"There!" she said when she finished the card. She marveled at her work before placing it on top of her desk. "I hope Branch would like this one." I walked behind her and checked the card she made. It's the one she sent me for her slumber party when she was ten! "Ooh please, please make Branch like this! Because if he doesn't…" she sounded a bit sad. "Then I'll have to think of more parties to throw! Until that old grump gives up and join us in having fun!" I smiled. That's the first card I crushed in front of her, I never knew how much she worked hard for that card. She cried that day, I remember. I felt hate towards myself. Maybe if I finally have the courage...I'd tell her...no, I'd show her that I've kept all of her invitations inside my bunker.

The vision changed into a new one, where she was having picnic with her friends. "Poppy, why do you look sad? Are you still waiting for Branch to show up?" Biggie asked. Her friends said that she should quit hoping that I'd come because..."He never shows up in any of your parties or even picnics" Satin said. She didn't say a word. She just gave a weak smile to Biggie and all her other friends. I remember, that was the picnic she begged me to join in. I kinda told her that I'd come, just so she'd leave me alone. She gave me the biggest smile that day, but when I chose not to show up…it made her really upset. She was supposed to be happy, but I made her upset…and I think I always did with me always shutting her off.

The vision went dark again, I was being transported to a new one. "To whom are those cupcakes for, Poppy?" Creek asked. Ooh, I remember how much I wanna strangle him. Seeing him again made me think if he succeeded in bringing the Bergens to the Troll Village.

"They're for Branch!" Poppy yelled. Their music is so loud, I could barely hear them. Is this what it feels like to be in one of her parties? No wonder why my walls vibrate when they're having a party. I rolled my eyes.

"Branch? I thought you said he threw your invitation away?" the purple Troll asked.

"Yup, but he never said that he doesn't want a cupcake." I smiled. That was the night she went into my bunker and left some cupcakes on my front door. I remember now, her cupcakes remind me of Grandma's! It was her birthday and she was supposed to be having fun, but she still took time to think of me.

The vision shifted once more until I was brought to the one where we went camping, err, no! It was not a camping trip! It was the night before we reached Bergen Town. I was tossing and turning. I guess I was having a nightmare that night. "It's okay, Branch. It's just a bad dream." My eyes widened as she held me in a tight embrace. I clung onto Poppy as if my life depended on her. That was the nightmare where I heard the other Trolls talking about me being grey. When their whispers turned into deafening voices inside my head, she called my name. I saw her eyes and felt that all the darkness inside me disappeared. I thought her presence was just a dream. I never knew that she hugged me that night and stayed by my side to calm me in case I have another nightmare. No wonder why I woke up with her next to me that morning. When I asked her why, she just said that she heard some noise from the forest that scared her, so she moved closer. Funny little Troll.

"Now, do you see?" I heard Grandma's voice ask. I was transported back to the giant Tree, whom I now realize as the Troll Tree. "She loves you. She may not remember that you used to be friends, but she loves you, she cares for you. And I know that you feel the same way too. Branch, she's on the verge of being grey now, and you're the only one who could save her."

"But how? How could I save her? I wasn't even able to save you!" I said. As if saying that I love her would instantly poof us out of Bergen Town.

"Branch, stop blaming yourself for my fate. I died because I chose to save you." She held my face and looked at me with deep compassion. "Nothing beats the feeling of being able to help the people you love. Save her, Branch. Save your friends and the whole Kingdom."

"But like I told you, I don't know how. I don't know what to say or how to say the right words to her. I'm not even happy. How could I make someone happy, if I'm not even happy myself" I said.

"Branch, happiness is inside of all of us. Sometimes, we just need someone to help us find it. You don't have to use your mind all the time. Open up your heart and let the music your heart sings take control." She placed her hand over my chest again to where my heart is.

"I have no idea how could that help us with our problem with the Bergens." I crossed my arms and looked at her skeptically. She rolled her eyes. Am I being too rational?

"You don't have to worry about anything. Just believe in yourself and trust what your heart tells you. Save her, Branch. Save all the Trolls that you love." She started to vanish as well as everything around us. I'm waking up soon. The dreams…no, the nightmares I have must end. For years, I've locked myself in fear. For years, I've denied the truth that my heart wants to say. I must end it all now. I will change this nightmare and turn it into a dream, a beautiful one. This time I will no longer be afraid. I have no idea how telling Poppy how I feel could help, but I need to convince her to never lose hope, to take courage because…because I love her. I woke up to the sound of Trolls falling from above.

"Poppy?" I heard King Peppy say. "Poppy! Oh, thank goodness you're all right." He ran to her and gave his daughter the tightest hug he could give. However, something's different with Poppy.

"I'm doing great. I got everybody I love thrown in a pot. Thanks for asking." She sounded...she sounded just like me! No.

"Poppy? Are you being...sarcastic?" Biggie asked.

"Yes!" I was right. She became just like me...sarcastic.

"Oh, my God!" I heard Smidge say after everyone gasped.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I thought I could save you. All I wanted to do was keep everyone safe, like you did, Dad. But I couldn't..." she said. Somehow, she reminded me of the little poppy from my dream. Maybe because she is that flower.

"Poppy." I said

"I let everyone down." I could say that she is about to cry. I need to do something fast.

"But, Poppy..." I said again

"You were right' Branch. The world isn't all cupcakes and rainbows." Why did I even say that to her? That's what I wanted her to realize before all of us got into this mess, but seeing her accept the cold reality broke my heart into tiny bits. I did this to her...all because I wanted her to stay away from me. Because I thought that sending her away would keep her safe...

"Poppy..." She sat at the center of the pot and slowly the dreaded color that I have began to engulf her hair...then her face...until there was no more of the real color she has. Everyone saw what happened, and they all turned grey as well. I noticed that I was the only one with a hint of hue left on my skin. Does that mean...does that mean that I still have hope? What can my hope do? Poppy's the only one they hold on to, not me. How could the tiny spark of hope in my heart help everyone?

I looked at Poppy...I've never seen her so sad and low. I never wanted to see her like this, I don't want her to be like me. Grandma, what should I do? "You must let the flower feel what you wanted it to feel. You need to show it how to live again. You must give it a reason not to give up." I remembered what she said in my dream. "Branch, stop being too rational" I told myself.

You with the sad eyes

Don't be discouraged

Is this what Grandma was pertaining to when she said that I should let the music in my heart take control of me? Makes sense/ She wanted me to sing again as much as I want to be Poppy's friend again, I want to be the Troll she'd run to when the world seems to crumble around her because I care for her too much. I will not use my mind for once, I will use my heart this time. I don't want to be afraid anymore. I want to be her source of hope on the darkest time of her life. I don't want her to give up.

Oh' I realize

It's hard to take courage

In a world full of people

You can lose sight of it all

The darkness inside you

Can make you feel so small

Not even a hug? But she loves hugs and her smile. I want to see her smile again. The smile that I've always loved.

Show me a smile then

don't be unhappy,

can't remember when

I last saw you laughing

This world makes you crazy

And you've taken all

you can bear

Just call me up

'Cause I will always be there

It's fun to let myself break lose from the shackles I've placed myself in. I think I may have acted a bit silly, but I made her smile. I looked at her straight in the eye because I wanted her to understand the things that I'm saying.

And I see your true colors

Shining through

I see your true colors

And that's why I love you

I finally said it. I finally said the words that I've been longing to say. She looked at me a bit surprised, then she smiled. Her beautiful smile and her colors are back.

So don't be afraid

To let them show

Your true colors

True colors are beautiful

I can't believe it. My colors...my colors are back! I was right, she is the only one I need to feel happy again. She is singing the song that my heart sings. Does that mean that our hearts shared the same song? I guess, I guess we always did.

I see your true colors

Shining through True colors

I see your true colors

That's why I love you

So don't be afraid

To let them show

Your true colors

True colors

Are beautiful

Like a rainbow

Oh, oh, oh...

Like a rainbow

Singing with her took away all of my fears, my doubts and eased the burden inside my heart. I felt a whole lot different. I felt really free. I felt...I felt happy, thanks to her. I could look at her straight in the eyes now, hold her hand, dance with her and hug her tight without the fear that she may end up like my Grandma. I'll never lose hope ever again even if we're in this pot. We're not certain of what the future holds for us Trolls, but there's one thing that we are sure of...we're not giving up.

A/N: Aaand done. Again, thank you for reading this story of mine. This is the first story I've posted in this site that I was actually able to finish! Aside from my oneshots of course. Again, thank you for the reviews and the faves and follows. I know my writing's a bit odd sometimes because I get fidgety at most times, but thanks anyway. Like I've said, this is not the end of this story. I am planning to write another story based on this one, but not totally based. Probably I'll adapt the "dream" plot that I've added on this one and start from where the film ended. Anyway, that would have to wait because I am currently working on another Trolls Fanfic. It's based on a Disney film (give me a lucky guess) that I really really love. So, I guess, I'll be going to a different galaxy for now, bye! Got something in mind? Tell me!