My name is Branch and I’m a troll. Why do I live in a heavily fortified survival bunker? Because right outside my door lurks a nightmare, named Poppy.
Poppy is the leader of the trolls and it’s not her fault she’s so insanely happy, she’s just never faced a real problem…until now.
This is a story about happiness, how far some will go to get it, and how far we went to get it back.
Branch! Branch! Branch, are you in there!
The party’s over. We just got attacked by a Bergen!
It took Cooper and Busber and Biggie and Guy Diamond and Creek!
Which is why I have to ask you, will you go to Bergen Town with me and save everyone?
Branch, you can’t say no, they’re you’re friends.
Yeah, I really only have supplies to last me ten years, eleven, if I’m willing to store and drink my own sweat. Which I am. You all said I was crazy. Huh, well who’s crazy now? Me, crazy prepared.
First, we get to the edge of Bergen Town without being spotted. Hold on a second. Are you scrapbooking my plan?