Barbie & Her Sisters in a Puppy Chase Page #4

You know vacations are supposed

to be relaxing, right?

Huh. We're there.

Yay!

Smoothies.

Aw. It's closed.

A dress shop.

It's closed too.

Everything's closed.

Anyone see a place that sells couches?

Maybe a place to charge my phone?

If there is one, it's probably closed too.

There is a bench over there.

This is it? This is your big plan, Barbie?

So it's not quite what we were expecting.

But it's something.

Yeah. Instead of being stuck in a tree,

now we're stuck in a village.

Not necessarily.

Hello?

Can I help you?

Auntie Hannah?

Heh, heh. I'm Auntie Anna.

I see you met my sister at the airport.

Oh.

You wouldn't happen to have

anything available, would you?

Our golf cart's stuck

in the Banyan Tree Arch.

No worries.

That happens more often than you think.

I'll let Hannah know.

Great. I need a car for me and my sisters.

We have to pick up our pups

at the White Sands Campground.

And get back to the hotel in time

for my dance competition tonight.

Well, let's see

what I have available for rent.

Hmm.

We don't have much left,

but we do have this.

Hmm.

Or that.

Great, another golf cart.

Hmm.

Or this one.

Yeah, we get it.

You have a bunch of golf carts.

Well, I actually meant this.

Check it out, it's the rocking

dream camper from our What If game.

- Yes.

- Whoo-hoo.

Auntie Anna, I could hug you.

It's a tough choice,

but I think we'll take this one.

The seats are so comfy.

Look at this kitchen.

I can practically smell cupcakes baking.

You think it comes with cupcakes?

There's a bathroom too.

See? A positive attitude

changes everything.

Now, let's find those pups.

Yay!

Come on, we can catch them.

They're too fast.

Hey, maybe he can take us.

Quick, everybody give him cute puppy eyes.

And don't forget to whimper.

He can't resist.

Wanna ride?

Gets them every time.

Sure you don't want me to drive?

Are you kidding?

I was born to drive this thing.

- Here's your map.

- Thanks.

You'd better give us two of those.

The White Sands Campgrounds is here,

just past the cove.

Thanks so much, Auntie Anna.

If you get lost getting back from there,

just remember,

your hotel is the northernmost tip

of the island.

Thanks again. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Puppies, here we come.

Pedal to the metal.

We've only got three hours till curtain.

Wake me up when we get there.

All right. It won't be long now.

All right.

We're finally on the right road.

Nothing can stop us now.

Oh, no.

Oh, except that.

Easy-peasy.

Huh?

Huh? What are you doing, Rookie?

We're missing the good waves.

Come on, Taff.

But what if I forget how to swim?

You'll be fine.

Just remember what Mom taught you.

- Last one in's rotten kibble.

- Yeah.

Hey. White Sands Campground.

Phew. We're almost there.

As soon as we pass the cove,

we'll be at the campground. Finally.

Yay!

Yahoo!

You've got to be kidding.

How can we be out of gas.

Didn't you check?

Hey, the camper got us this far.

We just need to find a way to the cove.

- Here we go again.

- We're running out of time.

No worries. We made it.

- What?

- Skipper, turn around.

There's the horse trailer.

Puppies, here we come.

No sign of the pups.

- No sign of horses.

- Hmm.

No sign of the trainers either.

Where is everyone?

We don't have time for this.

- What?

- They're not here.

We'll head down the beach a bit

and see if we can find Vivian and Marco.

- Come on, Skip.

- Could you just wait a second?

Okay, Chelsea and I will wait here

in case they come back.

I don't get it. They said they we're going

to White Sands Beach.

They have to be here somewhere.

They couldn't be anywhere else,

could they?

Even when we find the puppies,

we're probably going

to miss the competition.

- Don't say that. We'll get you there.

- You keep saying that.

Under a tree, on a zip line,

in a camper without gas.

No matter what happens, you keep saying

everything's going to be fine.

But it is going to be fine.

But what if it isn't?

What if after everything,

we came all this way

and I don't get to do my routine?

That would just... Just stink.

- But what if you do get to do your routine?

- Stop.

Stop trying to make things better.

Sometimes, they just stink.

You're right.

This is a pretty stinky situation.

- What if...?

- Not another What If game.

I know things haven't exactly gone

as planned,

but no one can control

what's going to happen all the time.

- Not even me.

- That stinks.

Yeah, it does.

Hey, so how about instead of thinking of

the most amazing thing that could happen,

because clearly, that ship has sailed,

we think of the most awful thing

that could happen.

I bet you'd be pretty good

at the Everything Stinks game.

Okay.

I'll start.

What if a giant submarine

comes out of the water right now

and the captain tells you

you have to live underwater from now on?

That would stink.

But it might be kind of fun too.

Okay, I have one.

What if a giant octopus-shark leaps out

of the ocean and tries to eat us.

That would stink,

but we'd have a great story to tell.

What if the puppies became giants

and we were their pets now?

Heh. That would be weird,

but at least we'd still be together.

What if it takes so long to find them,

we don't make it back in time

for the competition?

Yeah, that would stink.

But you could still show us your routine.

Or do it at another competition.

What if you could never stop

doing your routine,

and you had to keep dancing forever?

That would stink,

but I guess I'd have it down then.

What if we make it to the competition,

but I forget a dance step?

- Or the whole thing?

- You're the only one who would know.

You could play it off and keep going.

What if I really mess up

in front of everyone?

What if I lose?

Just because you mess up

doesn't mean you fail.

Getting out there and doing your best

is all that matters.

Would you just slow down?

Why don't you just keep up, Skipper?

We need to find those puppies.

I think we already have.

What if the puppies learned to surf?

Are we back in the game now?

No, look.

Hey, this is fun.

Surfing rules.

Yeah.

Look, it's the girls.

No way. They're snorfling.

Huh. I guess that one does work.

I knew you'd come.

Oh, Honey, I've missed you. Heh, heh.

That was righteous, Rookie.

Come here, you.

Hashtag "puppy love."

Hey, the girls are here.

At last, the girls have arrived.

Oh, does that mean the puppies are going?

I'm afraid so.

Hi, guys. Thanks for taking care

of the puppies.

No problem. It was our pleasure.

- Rookie.

- Oh, DJ.

I'm glad you all made it.

- I was starting to worry.

- Yeah.

It took a little longer than we planned.

Heh. Don't ask, it's a long story.

Turns out, shortcuts, not always so short.

Chelsea, isn't your dance competition

tonight?

It is, but we don't have any way

to get there, so...

You do now.

Marco, let's round up the horses

and get everyone in the trailer.

- Really?

- That's great.

- Awesome.

- Whoo!

Oh, I don't feel so good.

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