Barbie: Beyond the Trip

Next Steps

**This does have some mention of couples being intimate, but there are no details...

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"No matter what happens to us, every day spent with you is the best day of my life"

Noah and Allie were considered among the cutest, romantic, sweet couples that the silver screen ever invented.

Although, in real life, others would argue it was Barbie and Ken.

It was late... the room was dark, the outside world was shutting down (for the most part... New York was the city that never slept), and the Notebook played softly on the television screen in front of them. However, Barbie and Ken weren't exactly paying much attention to the adoring boy and girl on screen as they professed their love for one another.

Aside from the sounds from the movie, snoring cut through the interior of the New York University dorm room.

Loud snoring.

Ken's mouth was open, wide open, with drool leaking out the corner. Wrapped up against his legs was his girlfriend, Barbie, who had slumped over to use his lap as a pillow to support her own dreamland escapades. Both were exhausted from the day. Between Barbie recording the pre-production stage of the third song for their demo and Ken working all day at in the local Arcadia, an AR interactive museum about the environment and climate – right up Ken's alley --, they were beat... therefore, the movie they had chosen to play had since been ignored halfway through and the sandwiches they ordered were only partially consumed.

It was a peaceful night indeed...

*~*~ THREE HOURS LATER ~*~*

Barbie stirred away from her latest stress-induced dreamland fantasy, she hitched her breath and opened her eyes, praying that the class full of fifty 3rd graders had disappeared...

When I'm a music teacher, there will be NO recorders...

Looking around the room, she sighed in relief that it was simply just another bad dream...

But then she noticed something red and glowing on the table next to her... Blinking at the sleep that had crusted around her eyes, she squinted to see the numbers read 2:00...

"Mmmm... 's'only two..."

Smiling happily that she had more time to sleep in, she contentedly closed her eyes and laid her head back down on the warm, squishy, pillow...

... and then widened them again, recognizing that it was NOT a pillow...

It was Ken's hips...

Barbie lifted her head and glanced quickly around the room.

She was still in Ken's living room... and she was using his waist for a head rest while his body splayed openly, sprawled catty-corner across the couch. His head slumped against the armrest while the rest of his legs were split, one on the couch and one on the coffee table. Barbie herself was draped around his right leg, propping up her head against his hips.

"Uuuuhh..."

She had fallen asleep... with Ken... in his living room...

Barbie blushed and rose to a sitting position. Her body stretched, popping a few bones in her shoulders and back. She smacked her lips and rubbed at her eyes, then leaned over to tap at Ken's chest.

"Ken... Ken?"

Nope, he was dead to the world, his vocal cords like a chainsaw... She tried harder, grabbing at his one hand.

"Ken!"

The blonde man snorted and shifted suddenly at his rude awakening, his puffy eyes having a hard time adjusting to the darkness in the room.