Baby For A Day: A BroZone Story 🍼

- Pt. 4: Brother Bonding #2 - (Bruce)

Branch was on drive-through duty. The little troll giggled happily as he was cooed and awed at by every driving customer. He even got to talk through the speaker.

"You want 20 chicken nuggies and a Big Mac?! You will blow up like my big brother!" Branch said, making the customer laugh on the other side of the speaker.

"Very funny Branch." Bruce said, giving the little troll the next order of food to give to the next customer.

A very rude customer had come and ordered from the drive-through. "I said nuggets, not nuggies! How old are you, 5?!"

"...Stupid bitc—"

Bruce covered Branch's mouth. "HEY! Sorry about that! We have your food ready."

Once the rude customer pulled up to the window, Branch yeeted the food into their car.

"Enjoy your chicken, nuggies!" He blew a raspberry as the customer drove off, offended by the little troll.

"...You know what, you've earned that little bro." Bruce said, giving Branch a chicken nugget as a reward.

A rogue child escaped from the play place. "We've got a runner bitty B!"

Branch just screamed and chased the child around. Anyone would be scared of a little troll screaming and running at you for no apparent reason.

The rogue goblin went back inside the play house, and of course, the parents don't seem to care. They seem just as dead as the employees.

These two were doing twice the work of the lifeless employees. They worked and worked until all the orders were completed.

"Yay! We got bling bling!" Branch cheered, holding up the money they got from orders today.

Bruce went and picked up his baby brother so they could put the money in the register. He turned and looked at the shocked employees. "...How?" One of them asked.

"It was nothing really. Some of you are pushing yourselves too hard, plus, you look like you haven't slept in days."

"We're not allowed to sleep—"

"ANYWAY, where's your manager?" Bruce asked.

"He walked out on the job a day ago, like many other of our managers have. Business went downhill so fast and we don't know what to do."

"Hm." Bruce thought, tapping his chin. "Let me see what I can do."

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He talked to each of the employees individually and set up a schedule for each one of them since none of them barely had time to sleep before coming to work. Even Branch helped out.

"So you'll be coming at that time?" Bruce asked.

"Yep, if my body allows it."

"Mentally ill." Branch said cutely. The frog blinking employee looked at him. "This little dude really gets me. Your words have been heard, my friend."

Bruce just looked at them with a confused expression.

They soon got through all the employees and their schedules, along with Branch's cute, and ruthless honesty.

"We can't thank you enough!"

"Yeah, maybe you could become our new manager."

*Insert loud record scratch*

"Yeah, you couldn't pay me a dime to work here. Come on Branch." Bruce said, walking out of the resteraunt. "You're welcome!"

The employees facepalmed as they left.

Branch was back inside of the baby carrier. He had gotten his ice cream, along with a chicken nugget happy meal.

"Glad to stop a restaurant from collapsing. You think they can handle it?" Bruce asked.

The little troll just babbled and ate his ice cream as they made their way back to the bunker.

Suddenly, the window to the play pen inside of TrollDonald's shattered. Kids came out and ran like goblins.

"...Yeah, we need to go, now!" Bruce said, taking off with Branch.

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Floyd heard the lift coming down. "Hey, Bruce! You guys are back. Took you awfully long."

"Aw man! You guys got TrollDonald's?" Clay asked, now feeling hungry.

"Yeah, and we're never going back." Bruce said, taking Branch out of the baby carrier. He went to lounge on the couch again.

"Floy, we saw a mouse family!" The little troll said happily.

"...A what now?"

"Don't ask."

Floyd just brushed it off. "Alright Clay, in an hour, you'll be next to bond with Branch."

"Just wait til you see the fun I have planned out for us Branch!" Clay said excitedly.

Branch smiled up at him as he ate his apple slices.

Bruce looked up. "Speaking of Clay...are you still letting Branch listen to those songs with profanity in them?"

"Uh, nooo?" He replied.

"Then, I called the mean lady a *BEEP*." Branch said happily.

Bruce and Floyd turned to look at Clay.

"...Oops."

TO BE CONTINUED