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♪ Put your hair up in the air ♪
♪ Live it up ♪
♪ Hey! ♪
♪ Every day you wake up singing ♪
♪ Turn it up ♪
♪ Whoo! ♪
♪ The party's just beginning ♪
♪ All together, you and me ♪
♪ Hair in the air, we're a family ♪
♪ We got everything we need ♪
♪ Hair in the air Because we're proud to be ♪
♪ Celebrating who we are ♪
♪ Yeah, we made it through the dark ♪
♪ Harmony is everywhere ♪
♪ Put your hair up in the air ♪
To have fun playing squishball, you have to do it safely,
otherwise you could break a finger,
or a nose,
or lose an eye,
or lose the other eye, or a butt!
Branch... they get it.
Skip to the demonstration.
Right.
So, to avoid these risks,
I've dressed Keith here in the appropriate gear.
Having fun in there, Keith?
Keith!
Hey. What's up?
What the...? Keith, why did you take off the safety gear?
It was getting all protect-y.
And the color scheme is rudimentary.
Yeah. And if I wear that thing, how am I supposed to get my dance on?
- Wahoo! - Guys!
For the last time,
this isn't about getting your dance on.
You know what? The cushy Troll lifestyle has really softened you guys and...
OK, let's thank Branch for another fun safety seminar.
- What are you doing? - Stand down.
- But I'm not the one who's... - I said stand down, Branch!
Now, how about we segue past this awkward moment
by talking in a bright voice and eating snacks?
Ew! This berry's too squishy.
And too round.
- Gross! - Uh...
Is this organic?
Yep. Just picked them from the bush.
Was the bush organic?
How can a bush not be organic?
I'll pass, thanks.
See? Soft.
They need to be toughened up.
And I know just how to do it.
We're going camping!
Not camping.
Guys, camping will be great.
I'll invite Guy. He makes everything fun.
Yay! Guy!
Ooh.
Guy?
The safety zip line is only to be used for emergencies.
Ha-ha-ha!
Zip-line party!
OK, looks like this trap has been sprung. Let's see what we caught.
Cage party!
Remember, only push the fire extinguisher button in case of emergen...
Emergency dance party!
All right!
Yeah!
Uh...
How about we keep it simple?
Just you, me and the kids?
All right.
This looks like a great spot for getting back to basics.
So tired!
Oh, please!
We've only been hiking for 15 minutes!
I'm hot.
I'm cold.
I'm just right.
Come on, guys, it's not that bad.
Yes, we're gonna rough it a bit,
but Branch is gonna show us how to make do without all the comforts of home.
Show them, Branch.
Ooh!
- Wow! - Branch is so cool!
Look, y'all, tomorrow I'll deny it,
but right now, camping is dope.
- Indubitably. - Oh, yeah.
Branch, it's working.
You got them to like camping.
Yeah. You know what? You might be right.
I uh...
Oh, no!
It's him!
Hey, there, party campers!
Great. Guy.
Tell the forest it's time to accessorize!
- Ooh! - Whoa!
I love camping!
This isn't camping.
This is glamor-camping.
Glamping.
What a delicious term for it.
I love glamping!
We do, too!
No, wait, guys!
We're roughing it, remember?
I was gonna teach you how to make a whistle from an acorn.
Huh? Pretty cool, right?
That made me sad.
Whoa!
Yeah!
♪ I love glamping! ♪
♪ All right! ♪
Again?
Guy always sticks his butt in and glitters on anything serious I try to do.
OK, I get that.
Guy can come on a little strong,
but he doesn't mean any harm.
Just talk to him about it.
Who knows? Maybe he'll be really open to roughing it.
- Everybody, freeze! - Hm?
You know what, guys? Maybe we've gotten off-track here.
We should really be getting back to basics.
- Hot tub, anyone? - Huh?
Wahoo!
Yeah! Cannonball!
Wahoo!
I'm not gonna let you ruin camping, Guy.
Hm?
- Get up. Time to move. Now. - What? What's wrong?
Poison ivy. It's everywhere!
Poison ivy?
Really? I don't see anything.
Insta-ivy. Could spring up any second. It's real.
Don't bother to look it up. Let's go!
- I'll tell Guy! - I already told him.
He said he'll be right behind us. Go, go, go!
OK. Way to hustle, gang.
This looks like a much safer,
much more secluded area.
Fellow glampers, where are you?
Oh, no!
Snakes! Snakes everywhere!
Run!
Branch... W-Whoa!
Hair-jitsu chop!
Did we do it? I think we did it, right?
Branch, let's just call this off.
We tried, but it's time to go home.
I agree with Poppy.
What? No.
Guys, this is gonna be great!
Besides, we can go home whenever we want.
The Village is...
uh...
that way?
I mean, it's that way.
Uh...
Branch? You do know the way home, right?
Well...
Are we lost?
We're going to be camping forever!
No, look, it's fine.
Just, in all the rushing, I got a little confused.
But with enough time, I could...
Huh?
Oh, it's just a muck-wallower.
They're industrious but harmless.
They're basically the Branch of the animal kingdom.
We've got nothing to...
...worry about.
What the...? How did we get here?
Well, the muck-wallower gave us
the prettiest invitation to his house-warming party,
so I just had to come.
How do you think we got here? We were captured!
What does it want with us? Muck-wallowers don't eat Trolls.
Get off of me!
Ew!
Oh.
He used us to clean himself off.
Guess he doesn't want to go to sleep muddy. Quick! Now's our chance!
Quiet. We don't want to wake it.
We're almost out!
Not now!
Guy Diamond to the rescue!
- Guy, no! We were almost out! - You're gonna wake the...
Well, that's just great!
What are you even doing here?
I saw that thing drag you in here.
I knew it was my chance to be the...
...hero!
Well, you failed.
Oh, really, Branch?
Could a failure do this?
Hm. Was kind of hoping I'd come up with something to do there.
See? This is why I was moving the campsite away from you, Guy.
Your constant fun-at-all-costs attitude always gets in my way.
Aw.
Wait. Branch, you were moving the campsite to get away from Guy?
Yes! I wanted the kids to appreciate what they have
by spending some time without all the comforts of the Village.
And it was working until you "Guy-ed" it all up!
- Branch! - Too far!
No, it's OK, gang.
Branch, you have to understand,
as a Glitter Troll -
or should I say, as the Glitter Troll -
I'm all about living the high life and being fantastic.
But I need to grow,
to embrace weird and different things.
And there's nothing more weird and different than you.
Huh?
That's why I try so hard to impress you.
Impress me? That's what all this has been about?
Mm-hm.
Oh.
Guess I jumped to the wrong conclusion here.
See, I think...
OK, awesome reconciliation, you two, but the muck-wallower still has us blocked in.
It would seem we're a luxury he does not want to part with.
Luxury? That's it!
- Guy, I need your glamping gear. - You've got it!
- And you'll never get it back. - Wait. What?
Too late!
Well, looks like he's got nothing to complain about now, thanks to you.
And you.
All right! Now that that's settled, can we go home now?
Yep!
Aw!
Surprise!
Poppy, how did you get in here?
Smidge let me in. She's been hiding in here for two days.
Under your bed!
We need to talk about your dust bunny situation.
We need to talk about boundaries.
Why are you two here?
To celebrate your quarter birthday.
Halfway to your half birthday!
What?
Crocko?
I-I can't believe it.
But he was lost during the escape from the Bergens. Where did you...?
Buried in the tunnels outside Bergen Town.
Poppy, this is... unbelievable.
No, it's just a week's worth of digging for a friend.
Anyway, I got to go. It's the fourth-day anniversary of Harper's tenth art show.
Enjoy!
Aw. Crocko...
Uh-oh. Poppy Present Syndrome.
First comes the overwhelming joy.
This is the most amazing gift I've ever received.
Then comes the crushing guilt.
No gift I ever give her could live up to this.
Tell me about it.
I mean actually tell me about it...
at the Poppy Present Support Group.
Hey, guys,
I have someone here who would like to share.
Hi. My name's Branch, and I received a gift from Poppy.
Hi, Branch.
I mentioned Crocko once,
six months ago, in passing.
How did she remember that?
Oof! So personal.
I know. And now her half birthday is almost here.
What chance do mere Trolls have against thoughtfulness of this magnitude?
We've been there.
Ooh!
A conjoined sewing machine!
We can both sew at the same time!
Or you can sew and I can fix your mistakes.
Just kidding.
No one can fix her mistakes.
And I know I'll never measure up to what she did for me.
I am so fulfilled!
Meep.
Then there's the gift she gave me.
Ready?
Best friend forever.
Oh, my guh. I know just where to put this!
Guys, we are not gonna come up short this time.
Someone has to have an idea for a gift Poppy would like.
I've got just the thing.
The Poppy piñata!
Huh?
See, we give Poppy a stick, and then...
Oh, my guh.
What was I thinking?
Guys, we could give her a group gift.
No!
Then we're each just giving her a fraction of a gift!
That would be like someone only saying a fraction of "I love you."
I lo...
Finish it!
You're right.
Group gifts are the worst.
Guys, it's gonna be OK, but we have to focus.
It's not like the perfect gift idea is gonna fall out of a tree.
Guys, I've got the perfect gift idea!
See, I was at the market, eating a sandwich,
when I overheard Poppy talking to the florist.
You're sure you don't have any?
I only saw them once, when I was little.
They were the most beautiful flowers I'd ever seen.
I'd give anything to have them again.
So that's when it hit me.
What if we gave her a sandwich?
- DJ, you've got it. - Huh?
No, no, no. Not the sandwich.
- We could all go find the flowers. - Ooh!
- I'll give her a bouquet in a vase! - I'll weave some into a crown!
I'll also make a personalized gift.
But how do we know which kind of flower she means?
We need to ask someone who knows everything about Poppy.
Ah, yes.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I woke up, had a cupcake-flavored muffin,
went on a hike with Branch...
That was yesterday.
Right! Wait, what are we talking about again?
Poppy's flowers!
Oh, yes!
That would make an excellent gift.
If it would help, I can draw one from memory.
- That does not help. - Hm.
Apparently my memory's terrible.
You know, I might have a picture of the flowers in Poppy's baby scrapbook.
Which is good, because my memory's terrible.
Ooh!
I know!
With this, I can draw the flower perfectly.
No, we don't...
If we have...
Never mind. Where did you take this?
Lucky for you, I make sure all my scrapbooks contain comprehensive maps.
It says here, we found them in Budding Valley, in a cave called...
the Flotto of the Growers.
- What was that? - Uh... No, sorry.
Got a little tongue-tied.
Grotto of the Flowers.
Thanks, King Peppy.
I'm just gonna take this.
Certainly! Good luck!
Way to go.
According to the map,
we're just about to reach the Field of Blossoms.
Branch, doesn't that say "Field of Grossums"?
Biggie, please. Why would it say...
That was a close one.
Oh, no! Birds!
The terror of the skies!
We should go another way.
Relax, Branch.
It says these birds are only interested in sucking nectar
from a certain kind of flower.
That kind of flower.
Oh, my guh!
- I hate being right! - You do not!
We'll never make it! We should have gone with the sandwich!
It's OK. The map says we only have one more obstacle to face.
The Kabloom...
...Shrooms!
Did he say "Kabloom Shroom,"
or "Kabloom Shrooms"?
Where's Mr. Dinkles?
I think we found the cave.
Yeah.
It wasn't easy, but we finally made it.
The Grotto of Flowers.
There's only one left?
No.
We can't all give her the one flower.
That would be like...
...a group gift!
OK, there's only one fair way to handle this.
Everyone vote who they think should give Poppy the flower.
Me!
Guys, I've got it!
Two words:
Sandwich.
Oh, oh, oh! Here's what we do.
I'm gonna pick the flower...
and run!
Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh! Oh, my guh!
I've got it! I've got it!
- Hey! - I'll take that, thank you.
- No, thank you. - Hey!
Can't catch me, dudes, because I'm taking the Kabloom Shroom Express!
Up, up and away!
I think this is just a puddle.
Ha!
Branch for the win!
No, not you!
Thank you!
Twin Twister Attack!
You're not going anywhere now!
- And neither are we! - Yoink!
Huh?
Give it up, DJ!
I'm not going back to Poppy empty-handed, and no power on earth can...
Look out! Bird!
DJ, look out! Bird!
Come on! How dumb do you think I...
Hey!
Oh, no! Come back!
What have we done?
I guess we're giving Poppy a sandwich.
Oh, yeah!
No, guys, this isn't over.
If Poppy were here, what would she say?
"Don't listen to Branch!"
No! Well, yes, that's what she'd say.
But what would she do?
Trollspeed, my friend.
Fire!
♪ Today is a great day Scrapbooking scrap ♪
Mr. Dinkles? What are you doing here all by yourself?
Meep.
My very favorite flower!
This is so thoughtful!
Hey, guys. Were you all in on this?
Yeah. It's a...
group gift.
A group gift?
I love it!
Thank you!
This is...
...terrific.
Really? You're not disappointed?
Disappointed?
Why would I be?
Guys, do you realize how much you all mean to me?
I cherish every moment we share together.
See, Satin, this button is from the first dress you made me.
Chenille, this is the zipper you put in
when you found out I wasn't great with buttons.
Smidge, this hair bow is what you were wearing when we first met.
Aw!
Branch, this feather is from the pillow that chose us both.
It reminds me how alike we are, deep down.
And, DJ, this is the sandwich you gave me this morning.
Oh, yeah.
The point is,
your friendship is the best gift a Troll could ask for.
Aw!
Now, don't get me wrong, I just love the flower.
- It will go great with the rest of them. - Wait, "the rest of them"?
Oh, yeah.
My dad gave me a bouquet this morning.
Well, the idea just came to me.
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