What Were We Made For? ~ Male! Barbie x Reader

Taking Back (Y/n) and Bobbie Land

~3rd Person POV~

The group piled out of Weird (Y/n)'s van, everyone wearing glasses and pink jumpsuits. 

"We'll distract them by pretending to be helpless and confused. Kens can't resist a damsel in distress."

The decoy (Y/n) walked out with a revealing outfit and walked towards an empty restaurant. 

"You have to make them believe that you're complacent and that they have the power. And when their guard is down you can take the power back."

The rest of the group sat at other tables and pretended to read or hide themselves. 

The president was hanging onto the black-haired Ken's arm. "The influence that Porsche 356 has had on the motoring world as a whole cannot be overstated." Ken mansplained.

"The 356! How could I be so ignorant?!" The president laughed.

The decoy (Y/n) loudly groaned. "Ugh, Photoshop is so hard! I just don't understand how to use the select tool!" 

Ken looked over and ditched the president to stand with the fake (Y/n). "Oh, honey, you can only use theSelect tool if the layer is highlighted. Here, let me show you..." He reached behind her and played with her computer. "Ugh, my tiny head is just swimming with technical jargon like color bands and magnetic lassos..."

The rest of the group lured the president away into the van with Allan running behind them, trying to jump over a fence but ultimately failing. "Allan, go around." Bobbie scolded.

"But what about Ken?" The president shouted. "Forget him." (Y/n) pushed her into the vehicle. "But I love him!"

"Come on Allan!" Bobbie shouted at the redhead. 

He quickly ran around the fence and hopped into the van, closing it. 

Gloria sat down in front of the president. "Just listen, you're supposed to be their mommies but not remind them of their mommy, any power you have must be masked under a giggle."

The president twitched as if she was out of a spell. "What happened? One day I was president, and the next thing I know I was cutting a Ken's steak for him...?"

Gloria smiled. "Welcome back, Madame President."

"And then we'll recruit the now unbrainwashed Barbies to our cause. They can be the new decoys."

The group was at a Ken's house and (Y/n) and Bobbie gestured for the president to go inside.

"Tell him you've never seen the Godfather and you'd love him to explain it to you," Gloria stated.

The president (Y/n) walked into the house and looked at the TV playing. "Are you watching the Godfather?"She asked the Ken on the couch, another brainwashed (Y/n) beside him.

The Ken didn't look away from the movie. "It's the 'Godfather'." 

The president sat down. "I've never seen it."

The Ken snapped his head to look at her. "Oh my god, you've never seen The Godfather? The movie is a rich blend of Coppola's aesthetic genius and a triumph of Robert Evans and the architecture of the 70's studio system--"

Bobbie and (Y/n) grabbed the brainwashed doll and took her to the van.

"Can you start it over and just talk through the whole thing?" The president asked. 

The couple placed the girl down in front of Gloria.

"You have to reject men's advances without damaging their egos, because if you say yes to them, you're a tramp, and if you say not to them, you're a prude."