written by chandler
i do not own barbie.
please read rules before following.
also in the process of revamping!
“Weeell.. Barb-eee…”
He slowly begins, an exaggerated shrug of the
shoulders followed by mouth pulled into a
downward frown, closely resembling a bulldog."One of ‘em looked red to me. And before you get into some kind of pointless argument with me over how that one was blood orange or uh.. clar-et. It’s. Red.”
"Oh yeaaah.. where ya going? HMMM?
It’s not like he’s jealous.
Yes you are.

She sighs dramatically and slips into the changing room behind her
— taking the pink dress and abandoning the ’red’ one.
It is on her body within seconds — almost impossible for the fitted
dress to wrap her body within that short period of time.
❝ Out. ❞
A glance is taken at her watch — perfect time.
Barbie then sits in front of her vanity — fixing her perfect
makeup and her perfect blonde hair.
“Why bother in wearing one at all…”
I mean uh.. that one.” He points, index finger waving exaggeratedly at the dress top which looks identical to the other one. Point—-less.
"the uh.. pink one.. I suppose..”

❝ I’m going out — topless isn’t an option, love. ❞
The hangers that are held between her fingers shake as she pouts; a playful whine following.
❝ Jooooker —– they're both pink.
I don’t know which goes with my shoes better. ❞

❝ What top should I wear?
Thiiiiis one
or
thiiiis one? ❞
“…. Yeah…?”
“…Why? … Too. Hot?”
( That is the gyst of it doll )
( Buuuurn baaaby buuuurn )
HAHAHAHAHAHAHEEHOA
Her demeanor remains the same –
only those red lips of hers moving.

❝It’s the wrong order.❞
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Send me a ‘x’ for my muses reaction to yours biting them.
❝Hungry?❞
“Are you…
Are you c o m p l a i n i n g
Barbie Girl?
Tsk tsk… How rude of you..
I thought I did you a favor. I only bit you. I mean.. I could have done sooo many other things.
Violent things
sweetheart.
But I refrained y’see.
You should be thanking me instead of…
whining.
I don’t liiiiiike thaaaat.”
❝I simply asked
a question, my dear.
You get defensive rather quickly.
No complaining.
Whining? I am not a child.
However, I have heard of what you can do.
I am impressed.
If I gave any disrespect ——- apologies, lovely.
I don’t want to do anything you wouldn’t like.❞
