A Trip in Time- NOT TWILIGHT 🙄

Chapter 3 </3

Barbie wanted to speed the story along, so she stepped out of the time machine prematurely, losing a hot pink nail, along with the top of her finger, in the process.

"Damn, that was my favourite fingertip"

"Mine too" Kenderly says serenely and solemnly. He sucks a salty, clear, translucent, quivering, steaming tear back into his eye.

"It's okay, Kenneth"
"I'm not Kenneth." The tear falls, creating a steaming splash on the ground below. The leaves that the tear landed on burst into a small, warm, cosy, red flame. Barbie looks around, they seem to have moved from the Transylvanian forest. Just to be sure, Barbie licks her second favourite finger, and holds it out to the wind.

"It seems we are in America once again. Perfect!" Barbie gathers her belongings, and sets off.

"Kenderly, are you coming? We have to see if we're in the right year," Barbie says impatiently, she didn't have the patience to wait for an ancient, medieval, vampire hottie.

"Do I have a choice?" Kenderly wished, the weather was doing his head in, hot weather was not good for his head, you see.

"Of course not!" Barbie was wearing very sharp heels.

"This is the opposite of my fantasy," Kenderly whimpers. They looked around the open plaza with loud music that was playing Britney Spears 'Toxic'- #6 In the Zone Record Plant 2003 on repeat.

"Would you look at that Kenderly, it would appear that we have made our way to the 2000s. It seems that you aren't completely useless after all. Now, to find some authentic Y2K clothes, it shouldn't be too hard, everyone is wearing them," observes Barbie, looking at the people who were all, in fact, wearing Y2K fashion clothes.

"What does Y2K even mean?" asks Kenderly, who is also looking at the people, wondering why such clothes would ever be fashionable.

"Oh Kenderly, you blithering moron. Y2K means Year 2000. And what I mean by it, is the fashion and type of clothes that people wore in the decade of the 2000s. Seriously, just look around at what everyone is wearing," Barbie said, her tone becoming more and more impatient at Kenderly's incompetence about all things Y2K.

"Clothes- Everyones wearing ugly, mismatching clothes."

"KENDERLY YOU SWINE-" a hurricane appears somewhere in the distance. "These clothes are iconic, they're such a big part of what makes the early 2000s so memorable. God, get with it." Barbie says with her hands on her hips, she stamps her hot pink heel to drive her point through.

"I'm from the 1600s, why would I know that-" a tear pools in Kenderly's tear duct, like a cry for help.

"Idk, do some research," and with that, Barbie stomps away and Kenderly follows, too scared to run away.

Barbie's bright blue, sparkling, aquamarine, turquoise, shining, glimmering orbs catch an unsuspecting shawty, who was wearing them Apple Bottom Jeans, and coincidentally, boots with the fur. Perrrffeeeect. Barbie walks over and strikes up a conversation while Kenderly hangs back, unsure of his role in this narrative.

"Hey Girl!" Barbie says, very charismatically.

"Hey....? Do I know you?" the girl looks scared for her life.

"Yes! We're best friends! Remember that time?" Barbie beams, although she looked very friendly from afar, up close it was terrifying.
"UhHh, no we're not"
"Yes, we are!" Barbie didn't care that she was gaslighting this poor woman, all she wanted was those jeans.

"Well, you're a creep. To be frank, I don't like you, and we are not besties," says the woman.

"Well Frank, that's strange because we are! Why don't you try to do a cartwheel??"
"If I cartwheel, will you leave me alone?? And my name is Fareeha,"
"Of course! That's what best friends are for!"

"Well alright....." Fareeha steadies herself and raises her arms that are adorned with charm bracelets. Her heavy, overpacked, overstuffed, full of swag, Louis Vuitton bag falls down her arm and hits her head with a clank. She is knocked out.

"Perfect, this was my plan all along," says Barbie, kneeling down to steal Fareeha's pants. Kenderly comes over to feel her pulse, "As cold as me! Are you sure this is ethical?"

"Kenderly how dare you question me you little- nevermind, we have more important things to do. Go stand over there while I swap these pants!" Barbie commands commandingly. Kenderly walks over to stand next to a car Barbie had pointed near. Barbie effortlessly switches over the Apple Bottom Jeans for her silly 2024 Gucci pair. She also takes Fareeha's immaculate Louis Vuitton handbag, it worked perfectly with her outfit.

"This is so much better!" she exclaims, as she walks over to the car where Kenderly is standing.

"Kenderly, there you are. Where did you get off to?" she says, once again gaslighting someone.

"You told me to s-"
"No questions, what have I told- AH.....W-w-who is t-t-t-that?" A look of absolute horror glues itself all over Barbie's face. A little while away, someone stands suspiciously, and scarily next to a rubbish bin- or is that a mirror? Either way,

K E N N E T H.