#i feel like Clay was always a lil bit of a nerd but JD forced him to be the fun boy

[maskyartist]

I haven't been able to stop thinking about Clay getting stuck in his own head and thinking he's just hallucinating his brothers and Viva when they come to save him. I could see him even cowering away from them when he is finally freed from his prison, because he's so, so convinced that if he tries to touch one of them, his hand will pass through them like a ghost and he'll be thrown back into the reality of still being trapped and dying all alone in that bottle again.

SORRY I HAD TO POST THIS WITH SOMETHIN ALONGSIDE IT SO HERE HAVE BITTERSWEET-

“♫ Just let me take you to a~ ♫”

“♫ Better place~ ♫”

With one, final, harmonized note, the Diamond containers are filled with one final, bright light before they shatter, leaving each brother freed of their cages. Including the one trapped inside for months, who slowly makes his way to the floor.

Clay is transparent, white and cold, his body drained of talent as he hits the ground. Quickly, he’s surrounded by his brothers, panicked and frantic, and Viva, who holds his face with wide, teary eyes.

“Mr. Clay! I did it! I found your brothers, we can bring you home!” She cries, squeezing his cold cheeks before slipping her hands to one of his paws. “Please! Wake up!”

“Please, Clay…” Floyd pleads, attached to his left side next to Bruce, teary eyed and trying desperately not to let them spill. “I haven’t even gotten to hear you say hello…”

“You know you’re stronger then this, Clay, we all know you are.” Bruce mutters, a quiet anguish on his face.

“I-I built the bunker, Clay! Remember? The doodles?” Branch admits in desperation, reaching for his brother’s side with tears of his own barely held back. “There’s a reading corner, just for you. Plenty of books…”

John Dory has his spot next to Branch, taking his brother’s face in his hands, brows furrowed and mouth wobbly. “Clay…Clay, I’m so sorry. I forced you to be someone you weren’t for so long…” He whispers, gently running a thumb across his brother’s fuzzy cheek. “Please… You have to wake up. I need to make this right. You’re my little brother…I love you…”

And yet, all they’re met with…is silence.

Soul crushing, heart breaking-

“Mm…when’d you get sappy…John Dory?”

“CLAY?!”

“MR. CLAY!”

“You’re okay…! HE’S OKAY!”

As the brothers rush for their missing link, as Viva holds tight to Clay’s empty paw, as Poppy stands next to her boyfriend with tears of her own and a smile on her face, Clay blearily blinks away sleep and exhaustion as he stares up at the blurry faces of his brothers, his Queen…

A hiccup escapes him, before shaky arms cover his eyes. He can’t hear the joyous, slightly worried sounds of his name. Reassurance that they’re here, that his family is here again, that he wont be alone anymore.

If this is another dream, then please…

Please don’t wake him up ever again.

#masky gets the mail #crystal clay au #trolls dreamworks #trolls clay #trolls band together #I’m a believer in JD + Clay energy #like Floyd had Branch stuff Clay has JD yknow? #i feel like Clay was always a lil bit of a nerd but JD forced him to be the fun boy #even made him dye his hair to yellow instead of green #so when JD hears Clay was kidnapped n hears all this stuff about how he is from Viva n arguments with the bros #he knows he fucked up and he wants to make it right #meanwhile Clay knows he must be dreaming. when would JD apologize on purpose? #i don’t wanna tag all the brothers I feel bad >3>