Barbie a Fashion Fairytale, A Fairy Secret are connected they happen in the same time loop. Dreamhouse Adventures happens in the middle of them. And this is after Barbie's sort of almost done with highschool and her part time actress job. She accept...
Yuko and Mo sped back into the Elven Crater, urgency evident in their voices.
"Mia!" Yuko called out. "Electra, hurry up!"
"Well, enjoy your apple, Lyria; we'll see you later," Mia said quickly before following the others.
Mia and Electra quickly flew straight to the palace, where Mo was already with his father, King Raynor, reporting on Yuko's recent discoveries. Mo pointed to the lower-left section of the unicorn head map that had been laid out on the table. "The unicorns are here—about a dozen of them. And the Monoculus are approaching beside the river from the East, opposite the unicorn's muzzle by land this time, staying hidden in the trees. We almost flew right by them. Good thing Yuko always keeps her eyes peeled for suspicious activity." Mia nudged Yuko in the side proudly.
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"Mia can go and warn the Unicorns." Mayla encouraged. "They'll listen to her."
In the midst of the report, Electra noticed that the Trumpetess was gone. "I wonder if—" she thought, a spark of intuition igniting within her. "My Mythix vision did help me sense the right environment. Since this is a mythical story, maybe I can track Phuddle back to his Pan workshop by following the hooves he left behind." With determination swelling in her heart, she decided to pursue her hunch.
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Without telling anyone where she was going, Electra took flight, her wings catching the wind as she soared out of the palace and into the sprawling expanse of the Elven Crater. The vibrant landscape whizzed by her in a blur of colors, but her focus remained sharp, her mind racing with thoughts of Phuddle and the missing instrument.
