"𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍." - Reba McEntire. "Fancy". 1990.
🐻Fancy🐰Mike🐤Ness🦊Vanessa✨
In which, Francine Jenkins is a Yale pre law and criminal justice major completing her senior thesis...
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"Abby?" Fancy got out of her car at Mike's place. Abby was sitting on the steps to the front door and she was visibly sad.
"Abby what's wrong?"
Fancy added as she walked up to the little girl who sniffled. She was holding a barbie in her hands. This one looked almost identical to Fancy with glossy blonde hair that was pinned up in some kind of practical and elegant hairdo. Her face was kind and her blue eyes were assertive but welcoming for young girls. She wore red pumped heels and a denim jacket that covered a blue sparkly dress and matching necklace. It looked new, above everything else.
"Thats a nice barbie, is it new, Abby?" Fancy asked and Abby nodded with another sniffle and wiped her teary eyes.
"Mike and Vanessa got it for me for getting a good report home for this month from my teacher." She said, little voice shaky from crying. "Oh that's awesome." Fancy said.
"So why are you upset then, miss abby?" Abby shuddered and sniffled. She held up the barbie for her to look at.
"I brought it in for show and tell... to tell everyone how she can do anything like be a police officer like Vanessa or be a lawyer like you." She explained.
"At recess these boys cornered me and told me that barbie can't do anything. That barbie is just a stupid doll and that girls are just as stupid as they are. They called my barbie and me ugly and said I was useless." "Oh abby." Fancy said slowly. She wrapped her arms around the little girl as she continued to cry. When she pulled back she looked down at the doll in Abby's hands.
"Can I see?"
She asked and Abby nodded slowly as she handed her the precious doll.
"Well," Fancy began, "They were right about one thing." "What?" Abby asked, more surprised to hear Fancy agreeing with her bullies than anything else.
"Barbie is just a doll." She told her. "So she can't really do anything?" "Oh she can, but this doll can't." "What do you mean by that?" Abby asked.
"Barbie is a doll." "barbie is a doll, you're right." She explained. "But barbie is much more than that." She continued.
