Val's POV

Poppy was surprised to see Branch with weapons.

"Weapons? For shame." Poppy says as she looks at Branch. Violence never solves a problem, Branch." Poppy says.

"I'm not saying we have to use them. I'm just saying it's better to be prepared in case we need them." Branch says to Poppy.

"We won't need them unless these pointy sticks help you listen or these rocks help you put yourself in someone else's shoes." Poppy says.

"We don't even know what's out there." Branch says.

It was quiet for a little but until Poppy kicks the basket out of the hot air balloon.

"Wait! No! Oh, man. By the way, I whittled those for hours." Branch says to Poppy.

"Branch, the only weapons we need are this guy and this guy, for hugs." Poppy says as she holds her arms out.

"Uh, you may want to take a look at this." Biggie says as he points to something in the distance.

We look to see a destroyed village.

"This is gonna take a lot of hugs." Branch says.

We land in the village and look around.

By the looks of the place, it looks like this place belongs to the classical Trolls.

"Whoa." I say to myself as I look around.

"Something gnarly happened here." Branch says.

"Hello?" A little voice says to us.

"Who said that? Identify yourself." Branch says to the voice.

"Uh, are you nice or are you mean?" The voice asks us.

"We're nice. We're really nice." Poppy answers.

"Yeah, but not too nice. So don't even try it." Branch says in a threatening way.

"Branch." I say quietly as I nudge him with my arm.

"Okay." The voice says as a flute peaks out from behind a pile of sand.

I rush over to the flute and pick it up softly.

"What is this place?" Poppy asks as she stands next to me.

"It used to be called Symphonyville. Where the Classical Music Trolls lived. But that was in the before." The flute answers.

"What happened here?" I ask the flute.

"Well, it was the most wonderful place you ever did seen. It was a place where all of the Classical Music Trolls could live in perfect harmony. Wherever the conductor led, we followed. But then Queen Barb showed up. She took our string. Our music. She took everyone. We lost everything." The flute says to us.

It was quiet for a while.

"Barb doesn't want to unite us. She wants to destroy us." Poppy says to us.

I kneel down and put my hands close to the ground, and the flute hops out of my hands and onto the ground.

"We need to make sure our own string is safe." Branch says as he walks up to me and Poppy.

"Our string is safe." Poppy says before pulling the Pop string out of her hair.

I gasp in surprise.

"What?! Poppy are you crazy?" Branch asks Poppy.

"I thought it was a good idea at the time. I can't believe another queen would use her power for evil." Poppy says to Branch.

"Okay. Change of plans. We need to get home as fast as we can and get everyone in the bunker." Branch says.

"Uh, no. Change of plans. We have to stop Barb from destroying all music. If we don't stop her, who will?" Poppy asks.

"Poppy, you said this could be handled with hugs. How are we gonna hug our way out of this one?" Biggie asks as he starts to freak out.

"It's okay, Biggie." Poppy says.

"Really? It's okay to be terrified? When am I gonna learn to stay away from the cotton candy?!" Biggie asks with more fear in his voice.

"No. As your queen, I promise that I will protect you, no matter what. I... pinky promise." Poppy says as she has her pinky out.

Biggie gasps as he turns around to face Poppy.

"Poppy, you know you can't go back on a pinky promise." Biggie says to her.

"Never did, never will." Poppy says.

Biggie and Poppy link pinkies together and they stated to levitate as pink glitter started to appear around them.

The pink glitter started to blow everywhere, causing the hot air balloon to fly off.

Well, there goes our ride.

The glitter disappears and Biggie and Poppy land back on the ground.

"Let it be so." Poppy says.

"And so it is." Biggie says afterwards.

"This just got real." The flute says from behind us.

Poppy opens a map of Troll Kingdom and places it on the ground.

"We have to get to the Country Music Trolls in Lonesome Flats before Barb does." Poppy says to us.

I turn around and face the flute. "Will you come with us?" I ask the flute.

"Oh, no. Someone has to rebuild. And Pennywhistle is that woodwind for the job." The flute, known as pennywhistle says.

Poppy walks over and puts a construction builder's hat on Pennywhistle.

"Good luck, little Pennywhistle.

"Goodbye, Poppy." Pennywhistle says.

We start walking towards the County Trolls.