Have you ever had to pick a moving buddy? Well, I have, and I’m less than a couple years old. I know that sounds weird, but I’m a doll. You probably already know that, but if you didn’t I wanted you to, but if you did then telling you isn’t because you already do. In case you hadn’t noticed, this is Anna. And I’m here to tell you about our last adventure.
Nah, not really our last. But before we were forced to tragically move away from the home we originally came out of our boxes to (and pick a moving buddy), we met some newcomers.
“We won’t be so close to the Disney Store anymore, Anna. So I’m going to take advantage and give you some new friends. Just a few, before the move.” Famous last words, said by Liz.
But it wasn’t long before strangers were turning up in random places. Actually, they started doing that a long long time ago. But a lot of times it’s kinda one at a time. Not this time. That’s a lot of “times.”
Anyway, Liz is always sticking her new dolls in the seamstress room. I think she secretly does it so we dolls can welcome the new ones into our community, and we always hang out in here. So I came upon two boxes stacked on the bed.
My initial thought was that Belle’s long lost blonde sister had come to haunt us. But a closer look told me it was Princess Aurora. The sleeping one. I bet that’s Prince Philip underneath. I took a peek.
“I guess Prince Philip is secretly a werewolf,” I muttered, staring at the animal hands folded inside the other box. I started to think I was probably right about my assumption when there came this awful growling from his general direction. A look past the boxes, however, proved me wrong.
The growling came from an arm sticking up from a mass of bright red hair.
“Merida?” I called.
I turned to see Raleigh climbing up onto the bed. “Oh, hi.”
“I was looking for you. What’ve you found?” she asked.
I shrugged. “I’m not really sure.”
We walked around the boxes together and came face-to-face with…
A mermaid. Of all things.
“Hello,” said the mermaid with a shy little wave. “I’m Ariel.”
I nodded slowly. “Mm-hmm. I gathered that.” I looked her up and down. “You’re really a mermaid?”
“Uhhhh……” She glanced down at her fin. “Not exactly.”
Raleigh and I exchanged glances.
“Well, you see, I’ve always wanted to be — to have legs. I’ve always wished I didn’t swim around in the water. I’ve always wanted to be…” She took a deep breath. “…part of your world.
I barely stifled a snort as I stood there. Raleigh was kinder. “Well, let us help you out of that,” she offered, walked over to Ariel.
“Really? You’ll help me?” Ariel exclaimed with such hopefulness that it took be aback. I guess I wasn’t convinced this whole mermaid thing wasn’t an act.
Raleigh nodded and smiled sweetly. “Sure we will.” She glanced at me and nodded pointedly at Ariel while the mermaid sat there staring with wide eyes at her “fin.”
I walked over and knelt down. “What do we do?”
Raleigh grinned. “It’s easy. Just pull.” She sent me a wink that Ariel didn’t see. We each gripped her fin, and on the count of three…
A scream escaped my lips before I could stop it as Raleigh and I went flying, landing in a heap with the deflated mermaid fin on top. I shoved it off and we both sat up. Wait, what? Why on earth did this scene look so familiar?
She was speechless as she stared at her toes. I was speechless as I looked away from the naked once-mermaid. “Uh.” I elbowed Raleigh.
“Oh, yeah.” She jumped to her feet and hollered for Renee to bring a robe. No reply. “RENEEEE!” She stomped her foot. “That girl. Useless. All she can think about is finding her precious Buzz Lightsmash.”
I snorted as I fumbled to my feet. “Here she comes.”
And in no time we all stood about admiring Ariel in all her human glory. Heh.
You know, I’m pretty sure there is a conspiracy constantly at work in the lives of Liz’s dolls. They are hopelessly, always, completely prone to gathering in the same place no matter where it is. So now Raleigh and Renee were here, and out of no where Eric appeared.
Just as Ariel tried to take her first step.
And…fell straight into the arms of her intended.
“Oh, excuse me,” he said, helping her stand upright. “Are you all right?”
She nodded, in a daze, looking pretty stupid with her perfect little pink lips in a permanent “O” shape.
He kind of smiled and waited until Renee came to Ariel’s side before turning to the boxes on the bed. I went to join him as he looked for a way to free the captives. “That was smooth,” I muttered.
He glanced at Ariel where she and Renee sat off to the side and let out a dry little laugh that totally expressed the way I was feeling about that annoying mermaid girl. “Nothing at all,” he said sarcastically.
I felt good right then. It took me a while to realize it was because he was acting totally indifferent to Ariel. I mean, this is Ariel and Eric we’re talking about. But that’s when I really realized, nobody owns Eric. He wouldn’t get together with anybody he didn’t wanna get together with. Even if Liz wanted it.
So Raleigh and I went about helping him free the pretty blonde. Eric acted like he was doing it for sport — mischievously untying twisty ties and ripping up tape. It was a fun project, not a charity. Although, that’s probably how Raleigh saw it. She’s so selfless.
Soon he was helping Aurora to stand up, a satisfied grin on his face. He was gentle with her, and I watched him as he gave her a hand.
I stepped up to her. “Here, let me help you out of all that.” I motioned to the twisty tie still squeezing her waste. She winced as she turned around, and I tried to be gentle as I removed the twisty tie.
After handing Aurora off to the others, Eric and I started breaking the werewolf free. Actually, he’s not a werewolf, I discovered. He’s a convertible. He’s Prince…well, I don’t actually know his name, but he’s The Beast. And he and Eric were talking like old buds, so I slipped the Beast costume from the packaging and sneaked off.
When the guys turned around, Renee was cowering behind a giggling Ariel as I roared like a…like a…a girl, really. But anyway, hopefully it was a little scary.
I stood up and faced them. “Whoa, this is weird.” I stumbled a couple steps forward and knew it was toward the girls because of the squealing I heard, muffled as it was through the rubber Beast head.
“Okay, Prince. You can have it back now.” I turned a few degrees. “I can’t really see in this.” I started walking, my hands outstretched in front of me. I didn’t come in contact with anything, so I turned some more and started running. “Are you–“
I came in contact with something.
I’m not sure what happened, but it was dizzying and I couldn’t breathe after that. I slapped at the Beast head until it was off and came face-to-face with the body I’d slammed into. “Uh…”
Our expressions probably formed a mirror. He was startled, I was startled, and probably everybody else was startled. Until they all started laughing. We did too, actually. “I’m so sorry, I was just…I didn’t know…I hoped…” And we both started laughing hysterically, like when you’re so tired that nothing really matters and if you don’t laugh you’ll cry.
That’s how we were when I realized that we probably looked like wounded knight and crying damsel in that moment, me leaning over The Beast like he was dying or something.
I quickly got to my feet, and Eric and I helped The Beast up too. We found Raleigh brushing Aurora’s hair while everybody looked on. By the way my friends were shaking their heads and chuckling, I had this odd feeling that today would be remembered for a long time.
Which is a good note to end on, because after this adventure we got the news that we were finally moving. After all this, we’d be facing the biggest adventure we’d ever faced before.
And it didn’t really turn out like anybody thought.