Barbie In Rock n Royals Page #2

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I knew we shouldn't have switched

to the same data-sharing network.

Ugh! Typical of the royals.

Always trying to make my life difficult.

Sorry for the mix-up,

Princess.

But clearly,

you're at the wrong camp.

So, what do I do now?

First, we'll need to verify

your enrollment status,

then correct

the administrative error

in order to process

your transfer.

Trouble is,

it's getting kind of late.

So, there's nothing

we can do right now.

You mean, I have to stay here?

Clive here will find you some

accommodations for the evening.

Off you go now!

We'll take care of this

as soon as we possibly can.

High five?

Here...

Stevie will take care

of your lodging, okay?

Okay.

And don't look so worried.

It's probably

just for one night.

Two at the most!

Whoa! Adorable!

This is going to be interesting.

Huh?

Hello?

Well...

Whoa!

What're you waiting for?

Come on in already.

Make yourself at home.

Nothing's ever locked at Camp Pop.

Yeah! Everybody knows that!

I didn't know. Sorry.

Whoa!

Listen, I hope you don't

mind me saying this, but...

Uh, I'm sorry, what's your name?

Courtney.

I'm Rayna and this is Zia.

Hello!

Pleased to meet you.

Anyway.

No offense, Courtney,

but aren't you a little

over-dressed for camp?

Well, I...

And trust me,

that's coming from somebody who

wears ruffles and fringe...

She's like a parade float.

So, what kind of music do you do?

You know, what's your style?

I don't really have one.

I'm a princess.

Who isn't around here,

am I right?

Wait, you're not kidding.

She's not kidding!

No. I'm not.

So, are we supposed to bow in

your presence or something?

Oh, that won't be necessary.

Do you have any

evil stepsisters?

Well, one is a little bossy.

Have you ever yelled,

"Off with their head"?

No. Royal life isn't nearly

as exciting as that,

trust me.

Do you live in a castle?

Are you cursed by a witch?

Have you ever turned a frog

into a handsome prince?

Zia, come on now,

that's just in fairy tales.

Wait, have you?

A royal tree house?

Whoa, check it out!

Hello?

Anyone here?

Wow. Fancy-schmancy.

May I help you?

Oh! Hi... Well, I'm...

Ooh! You must be here

to give us our manis!

What do you think, Genevieve?

I was thinking

about French tips,

but maybe I should go

with something more daring.

Aubray, unless our guest has

a giant emery board in there,

I don't think

that's why she's here.

Do you?

Well, that's disappointing

because these cuticles

are a mess.

My name's Erika.

Lady Anne said

I could stay here.

But don't worry,

it won't be for long.

I'm moving to the other side

of the lake.

Wait, you're a pop star?

Wait a second...

You're Erika Juno!

Oh.

Yeah, I am.

I wanted you to play

at my sweet 16.

Daddy said, "No."

You're not going to trash

our room, are you?

What? No!

Sign my magazine?

Um, sure.

Blare loud music all night long?

Uh... I brought headphones.

Is it true you get to fly in a private

jet and go all over the world?

Sometimes.

And what about an entourage?

I'd love my own entourage!

You're a princess, Aubray,

you already have an entourage.

Oh. Right.

Have you ever smashed

a guitar on stage?

I saw that in a movie once.

It looked so much like fun.

I can't find it, Zia!

You sure you packed it?

Of course, I'm sure!

I never go anywhere without it!

We're gonna be late!

Uh...

Got it!

So, what do you think?

Very, uh, colorful.

It's just that you already

have such amazing hair.

Hmm.

I guess you're right.

Besides, we have to stop by

wardrobe later anyway.

Maybe I'll find

something better.

You mean, you can wear

whatever you want?

Nobody picks

your clothes for you?

Not since I was three. No.

Anyway, sorry to bolt,

but band practice starts in,

like, five minutes.

And then we've got a "strut your stuff"

dance class after that.

And this year, we get

to learn special effects.

Lasers, lighting,

sparkles, you name it!

Come on, Zia.

I'm guessing that's probably

not her kind of thing.

Unless you wanna check it out?

I mean, as long as you're here.

Uh... I don't know.

No worries.

I just thought it'd be fun.

Hmm.

Fun.

Yes! I mean,

that sounds lovely!

I don't know, Genevieve.

Are you certain we don't have

"tea party etiquette" first?

Positive.

Hold on, how did you do that?

With my scepter, of course.

All royals have one.

Whoa!

Scepter training

starts at 10:
00,

after that, it's tea time.

Oh! And then we get

to groom the unicorns!

Yeah, right.

And when do we get

to ride the centaurs?

Wait, does Camp Pop

have centaurs?

That is so unfair!

Right. Unicorns.

I suppose we could bring

you along to meet them.

Wait, what?

They're really beautiful.

Unless you have to get going.

Yeah, I probably should.

Okay.

Hey, wait up!

The size of his ego is

nothing short of astounding!

I mean, honestly,

who in their right mind thinks

teaching a bunch of misfits

how to bang on a cowbell

is more important

than cultivating the finest

royal traditions, hmm?

The man is delusional,

Lady Anne.

What you provide to these budding

monarchs is truly a gift.

It is, isn't it?

Think, Clive. Think!

Hmm.

There must be a way

to acquire his property,

and teach him a lesson

at the same time.

Does it have to be legal?

How lovely.

One of our new campers, perhaps?

Shall we?

See?

I told you it was her!

I can't believe it!

Wow.

Why, I have never heard

such a powerful voice!

Pity it will go to waste under

Finn's mediocre guidance.

Lady Anne,

don't you know who that is?

That's Erika Juno!

She's the coolest thing ever!

Look!

Are you thinking

what I'm thinking?

A romantic dinner followed

by a walk by the lake?

Oh, Clive, you are a cutup!

Whoa!

Boss, phone call.

Hmm?

It's the "Royal Pain."

About time.

Calling me back so soon?

I mean, I've only left you five

messages about this camper mix-up.

But, who's counting, eh?

Oh, charming as always, Finn.

But, unfortunately, rectifying our

little situation will have to wait,

as I've been informed

that our computer system

has mysteriously gone dead.

Much like your career,

I suspect.

How nice.

You just think that up?

At least we have a skill

the world actually needs!

So, in other words,

your protgs are more deserving than mine,

is that it?

Then why not prove it?

And how do you suggest

we do that?

Well, let me think...

Perhaps a sing-off?

Camp Royalty versus Camp Pop.

My kids against yours?

You can't be serious?

Perfectly.

The winning camp

shall be awarded

all of the property

surrounding the lake.

The losing camp shall

close its doors for good.

Why do I get the feeling that

you're up to something? Eh?

After all,

you've got one of my pop kids over there.

Please. And you have

an entire camp full of them!

So, why worry?

Unless you're not up

for the challenge.

Lady A, you're on!

Excellent.

Clive will be in touch

to work out the details.

How it is possible

that you and that man

were ever romantically involved,

I will never know.

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