•Y/ᑎ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕• (TBD)

ᑕᕼᗩᑭTEᖇ 66 {ᔕᑭᗩᑎIᔕᕼ ᗷᑌᘔᘔ}💃

ᗰᖇ TOᖇTIᒪᒪᗩ ᕼEᗩᗪ ᑭOᐯ

Stumbling around across the yard, I finally make it to the window of the butterfly room. Using the handle of a parked tricycle to swing up, I looks inside the dark room only slightly lit from the shone of the moon. I spot the purple air freshener peacefully fast asleep.

Creeping back over to the bike I used before, I use the mirror to bounce the moonlight into the caterpillar room, giving the ok for the next step of the plan and unlock the door.

ᒍEᔕᔕIE'ᔕ ᑭOᐯ

Mrs potato head hops onto the shelf to unlock the door as myself, Bullseye and the aliens get ready to sneak through the door.

Checking left and right we start to sneak out, staying low behind sandboxes, cones and other discarded toys. Reaching a more open are Bullseye ducts back behind a cone as a flush light is pointed in our direction.

The light quickly passes on giving me a sense of relief which I share with the toys behind me on Bullseye's back.

ᗷᗩᖇᗷIE ᑭOᐯ

Finally done with tying Ken up in the corner I stroll over to one of the many coat racks. Flicking a couple of coat hangers out the way I spot my first piece of clothing to start tugging on Ken's fashion heart.

"Let's see. Hawaiian Surf Trunks." I quickly pull the stitching apart with a smile before ditching the now useless fabric on the floor in front of Ken.

Ken gapes watching me "Oh! Barbie, those were vintage!" I immediately go back to looking for another important piece.

Ken starts blabbering quickly, trying to seem as though he isn't affected by this"It's okay. All right, go ahead, rip 'em, I don't care. They're a dime a dozen."

"Ooh, glitter tux."

Trying to stay calm Ken further brushes it off after a mentally pained groan. "Who cares? Who cares? Sequins are tacky. Who cares?"

'Hawaiian shirt, polo, clown suit.... bingo.

Flicking the item off the coat hanger I hold it up for Ken to see "Ah, a Nehru jacket."

Ken gasps, immediately looking panicked "Barbie, not the Nehru."

Faking my pity for him, I ask him rhetorically "And this is from what?? 1967?"

Ken wriggles around attempts but completely failing to free himself "The groovy formal collection, yes!"

I hold the jacket up to my face smiling knowingly at him, he's going to give in "What a shame."

Slowly I pluck away the first few stitches.

"Oh, no, no, no! No! There's an instruction manual!" Ken falls face first to the floor, still tried up sobbing "Lotso switched Buzz to Demo mode!"

Dropping to the floor I get in his face "Where's that manual?"

...

I stand, waiting in the dark dressed in Ken's astronaut suit, helmet covering my actual identity. The book worm sighs, coming back from behind a few books as he passes me Buzz's instruction manual. "I don't know why this couldn't wait until morning, Ken, but...Here ya go."

Simply I salute him, heading off to meet the others in the Caterpillar room.

Y/ᑎ ᑭOᐯ

Sitting in the ceiling of the butterfly room, It's been a good 15 minutes, and we are still waiting on Barbie to join Woody, Slink and I with the answer to how to fix Buzz.