Barbie & Her Sisters in a Puppy Chase

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Are you excited, Rookie?

We're almost there.

One, two, three.

Up, pivot, down.

Up, step, turn.

Oh, cool.

I can see the airport.

Can you see the theatre

for my dance competition?

Any dancers rehearsing on the stage?

Chelsea, everything looks like ants

from up here.

Whoa.

They have dancing ants?

Huh?

Look, Skipper. There's the beach.

Aren't you excited? I can't wait to...

Can you dial down the enthusia-palooza

until we land, Barbie?

DJ and I are a little woozy.

Attention, passengers.

Please fasten your seatbelts

in preparation for landing.

Hey, who turned out the lights?

Try turning around, Honey.

That's better.

Thanks, Rookie.

- Ladies and gentlemen.

- And puppies.

Please enjoy your stay on the island.

I can't wait to show you guys

your surprise.

Surprise?

That's my second-favourite word.

After cupcakes.

Unless it's surprise cupcakes.

Is it surprise cupcakes?

Smell that island air.

Fresh ocean breeze

with a splash of coconut.

Thank you.

Welcome to the island.

Aw. You don't know how glad I am

to be off that bumpy plane.

Oh, pretty.

Pink is my favourite.

Is this waterproof?

Because I'm all about the water sports.

I can't wait to check out

the killer waves.

Killer waves?

That sounds scary.

Aw.

Now, we can't forget

our furry friends, can we?

My flower looks like a firework.

Aw. That's so pretty, Rookie.

Yeah, pretty awesome.

- Heh, heh.

- Yours too, Honey.

Oh, Taffy, the pink matches your collar.

What's wrong?

Don't you like your flower, DJ?

I think I'm...

Ah, ah...

...allergic.

Aw. Look how cute the pups are.

Adorable as always.

Now, let's go see the surprise.

Like, when?

Like, right now.

Who's ready for a quick road trip?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, a road trip?

But the hotel website strongly

suggested signing up for lessons

in advance if you wanna do

any of the island sports.

And I want to do them all.

I'm gonna go snorkeling... No, surfing...

Ooh, how about snorfling?

I just invented a new sport.

And I have to get to the hotel

to start practicing.

We're here for my dance competition,

remember?

And I have to stop moving

and update my blog.

Guys, we have plenty of time.

You're gonna love this. I promise.

Up, step, turn. Six, seven, eight.

Hi, Chelsea.

See you tomorrow at the competition.

Yeah. See you, Lindsay.

Two, three, four. Up, pivot, down.

See? I need as much rehearsal time

as I can get.

Look how good Lindsay is.

I bet she even dances in her sleep.

She's a sleep-dancer.

A slancer.

I made up another new word.

What?

Come on. Let's go get our bags.

I'll just practise as I go.

I guess.

Five, six, seven...

Or was it two, three, four?

Chelsea, stop worrying. You'll be fine.

Okay.

- Let me give you a hand, Chels.

- No, no.

- I got it.

- Okay.

Hurry up.

Lindsay's getting on the hotel van.

I bet she's in there practising right now.

Relax, Chels. You'll have plenty of time

to rehearse when we get back.

But... But what if we're late?

It's a small island, how long could it

possibly take to get back?

Now, who's up

for a little sister adventure?

- Okay.

- All right.

Whoo.

Guys, don't you wanna see the surprise?

Heh. That's the spirit.

- Good morning, ma'am.

- Ma'am?

Please. Everyone calls me Auntie Hannah.

What can I do for you?

Well, Auntie Hannah,

we'd like to rent a car.

- Reservation?

- Uh, we don't have one.

Oh, dear. Well, most of our cars

are already reserved.

Oh.

But like we say on the island, no worries.

I have just the thing for you.

Huh?

A golf cart?

You think there's enough room

for all of us?

Not for us and our stuff.

Hmm.

Like Auntie Hannah said, no worries.

We just won't take our bags with us.

But, Barbie, I need my bag.

It's got my costume,

and my backup costume,

and my backup backup costume,

and my stuffed bunny,

and my backup stuffed bunny,

and my toothbrush.

What?

No back-up toothbrush?

We'll just send them ahead in the van.

We don't need them for the day.

Hey, how old do you have to be

to drive a golf cart on the island?

Nice try. You're not getting a crack

at this thing before I do.

Eh. Worth a shot.

Barbie, are you sure

that thing can even make it?

Oh, look,

it's even got a cute little horn.

Hang on. Let's see what this baby can do.

Great, I get to go backwards.

Whee.

- We get to go backwards.

- Yay.

Look a giant sandbox.

With an even giant-er pool.

Ooh.

So where are we headed?

We're looking for the Banyan Tree Park.

I read about a hiking path that goes

right through the banyan tree.

Why would anyone

wanna hike through a tree?

- Why would anyone not?

- Mmm!

Okay, I'll just plug the coordinates

into my phone.

- No reception.

- What?

- No way.

- Seriously?

Nope, nothing.

How are we gonna get there without GPS?

We could go old school and use a map.

Auntie Hannah

must have left it there for us.

I... I think I'm still a little woozy

from the flight.

Here, let me see it.

Road too windy.

Should have let me drive.

Not helping.

Auntie Hannah wouldn't have left us

another map, would she?

- Why?

- What did you...?

This is why you should keep your map

on your phone.

Phones don't blow away.

Maybe we should just turn around

and head back to the hotel.

Relax. It's a small island.

It can't be that hard to find.

Look.

Banyan Tree Park.

Whoa.

The arch is even more amazing in person.

Forget the tree.

Are those dancing horses?

Surprise.

- Cool.

- What a great surprise, Barbie.

I knew you guys would like it.

- I mean, dancing horses, right?

- Wow.

Check out those moves.

I bet Lindsay can't do that.

It is pretty impressive.

Whoa, can all horses dance like that?

I don't know. They're the only horses

that I've ever seen.

You guys have been cooped up all day.

Why don't you go play

while we watch the show?

Sure feels good to stretch our legs.

Come on, Taffy,

let's play follow the leader.

That would be me.

I'm a natural born leader.

Come on, follow me.

Whoa.

Smooth move, Rookie.

Huh? Whose music is that?

My own. I move to the beat of my own drum.

Oh, yeah. Uh-huh. Mm-hm.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Chelsea, you're missing everything.

I'm working on my routine.

You don't have to practise every minute.

Try and relax.

Okay.

I'll try.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Here's my sweet girl, Beauty,

in her debut performance.

Her mother, Silver,

was our first champion.

Aren't they amazing?

Yeah.

Beauty is about to attempt the capriole.

The most beautiful leap

of the dancing horses.

Aw. She's nervous.

You can do it, Beauty.

- Yay!

- I did it.

Let's hear it for Beauty.

Beauty.

Did you see me, Mom? Did you see me?

You did a great job, Beauty.

Not bad for your first time.

Now, let me show you how it's really done.

And keeping it in the family,

here is Beauty's teenage sister, Spirit,

with her rider, my brother, Marco.

The piaffe.

The canter pirouette.

Wow, that's really hard to do.

The two tempi.

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