Branch was fast asleep. "Psst. Branch! Branch!" Poppy whispered. Branch opened his eyes and was about to scream but Poppy covered his mouth before he could. "Shh! It's me." She added. "What? It's 2 AM." Branch complained. "Keep it down. Bridget told Gristle that the wedding is off! And she hardy talks to me anymore. Even though she can't understand me, she'd always talk to me about a problem she had." Poppy explained. "Yeah. I can say the same about Gristle. He hardly talks to me either." Branch replied sleepily. "I don't want to see them breakup Branch. They are perfect for each other. I can't see them like this." Poppy cried. "You're right, we need to fix this." Branch replied. "But how?" Poppy asked. "We need to try and find a way to get them to understand us." Branch explained. "But there's no way." Poppy complained. "Well, whenever I was little, and my grandma would need to know something, she'd just go to the library. So why don't we go to the library and see if we can find a way?" Branch explained. "Well, I mean, It is worth a shot." Poppy agreed. "Where there's a will, there's a way." Branch encouraged. Just then, they saw the light turn on. Gristle had woken up as he'd heard the noise they were making. "Branch, what are you doing up so late? And what is she doing here? Come on you better get going." Gristle said grabbing the pink troll. "I'll see you tomorrow." Poppy said to Branch as he waved. Gristle dropped Poppy outside his door. Leaving her alone to go back to Bridget's.