(We see Branch in his bunker getting dressed for the big day. He puts on his vest, his pants, his Hug time bracelet chimes, he uses hair gel and puts it on his hair then it shines. He then gets his hammer and breaks the glass, revealing a bow tie until he puts it on and then we see him rise from his bunker.)

Branch: 'Tis the season. [he puts on his earmuffs, and some glowbugs offered him a bouquet of Mitternsettias]

Sheila Balloon: [laughs] Branch got here like a whole snack.

Queen Poppy: And gotcha! [she pulls Branch up to the gondola]

Sheila Balloon: Buckle up, kids!

Queen Poppy: Hey, love the bow tie.

Branch: Well, you know it's the holiday season. Which is why I brought you these. [shows Poppy the bouquet, she gets the Mitternsettias from him]

Queen Poppy: Mitternsettias! My favorite. [sniffs, until she sneezes on them and the petals flew on Branch's face] That's too bad I'm allergic. [sneezes some more]

Branch: Yeah, too bad.

Queen Poppy: [she sneezes on the Mitternsettias even more before she could blow her last sneeze, Branch grabs the bouquet and throws them away]

Branch: And we're done with that. [then he gets rid of the petals. He notices that around Poppy was a lot of picnic baskets] Look, uh, Poppy, I know we're going on a picnic, but do we really need this much food?

Queen Poppy: [scoffs, then she pulls out the invitation to Branch] It's not food, they're invitations that we're going to deliver for the first annual Trolls Kingdom Secret Holiday Gift Swap.

Branch: First annual, what? What happened to the whole balloon ride over Trolls Kingdom hangout.. kind of thing?

Queen Poppy: Branch, we're still doing that.

Branch: Multitasking, right.

Queen Poppy: All right, here's the deal; I put a name inside each of these invitations.

Branch: Uh-huh.

Queen Poppy: Whoever gets your name is your secret person.

Branch: Ooh. [his hand is slapped by Poppy]

Queen Poppy: Bup-up-up, secret. Then in three days, we all meet back in Pop Village and let the gift giving commence! You on board, Branchifer?

Branch: No? [Poppy throws the basket to him]

Queen Poppy: That's what I like to hear! Now help me dump these overboard.

Poppy: Like a fool I went and stayed too long

Branch: Now I'm wondering if your love's still strong

Both: Ooh, baby

Here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours

Branch: Then that time I went and said good-bye

Now I'm back and not ashamed to cry

Ooh, baby

Here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours

Oooh

Both: Here I am, baby

King Trollex: Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours

Both: Alright

Here I am, baby

Delta Dawn: Oh, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours

Both: Alright

Queen Barb: I've done a lot of foolish things

That I really didn't mean

Branch: Ooh yeah, baby

Didn't I, Didn't I

Both: Here I am, baby

Prince D: Yeah, got to, got to give it to me

Got to give it to me

Ohh right yeah

King Trollex: Ohh-ohh, oh-whoa

Both: Here I am, baby

Cloud Guy: Party time.

(We see Guy and Tiny Diamond seeing the invitations fall)

Guy Diamond: Ooh, [auto-tuned] invitations.

Tiny Diamond: Me next! Me next! I want one! Gimme one! [he runs up, while bumping into other Pop Trolls]

Guy Diamond: Be careful, son!

Tiny Diamond: [he runs up to Legsly by shaking her anklet] Excuse me, a little bit of help, please?

Legsly: Come on, tiny. Going up. [she goes up]

Tiny Diamond: Oh yeah. [he gets an invitation, revealing his dad's name on it] Oh! I got my daddy! I know the perfect gift, a holiday rhyme!

It's the holiday season (okay!)

The special time of year

Poppy's rollin' out the gifts, and she's bringing lots of cheer

My gift is for my daddy, none other than Guy Diamond

Gonna give him something special that'll really blow his mimond!

Tiny Diamond: "Mimond"? Hold up. Is that even a word? I can't think of a rhyme! What's happening to me?

Legsly: Sounds like you lost your flow.

Tiny Diamond: I've lost my flow? What am I gonna do for my dad's holiday gift if I can't rhyme?

Legsly: [gasp] You know you should see my friend Rhyme-o-saurus. He'll help you get your flow back.

Tiny Diamond: Of course, good looking out, Legsly.

Legsly: And to you, Tiny Baby sir.