This adventure starts with a box, empty of everything but packing materials.
A semi-empty box -- fascinating to dolls and cats alike.
"DO you know what this means?" Wendy asked Ivy. "She bought a new doll!"
"Well," said Ivy rationally, "she could have bought most anything. Groovy new platforms or a plastic terrarium..."
Wendy grabbed Ivy's hand. "Trust me," she said. "I've known Bre a lot longer than you. This chick has a one track mind. She's getting a big box, it's gotta have something to do with us!"
As Ivy was trying to say that Bre could have bought DVDs or books or clothes or (heaven forbid) make-up, they made a startling discovery -- a book, probably dropped by Bre in a doll-induced fervor.
"Up on the table! Look!" Ivy exclaimed, immediately regretting watching those Superman movies with Bre this weekend.
Up on the dreaded table, in front of the dreaded picture-taking-window, stood a brand new beautiful doll. Stalk still...
After scrambling onto the table, Wendy and Ivy stood staring at the new girl. "Hello," she began timidly. "I'm Marisol."
"I'm Wendy," she began, taking Mari's hand. "I'm pretty much in charge around here."
"And this is Ivy," Wendy said as her companion reached for their new friend's hand. "You'll have to excuse the way she's dressed. She's from the 70's."
"Let's go sit down," Wendy said, heading down the table. "But Bre said to stay here..." Mari began. "Oh, Marisol... you don't need to listen to Bre," Wendy laughed. "She's really just a figure head."
They all sat in the recliner with Bre's kitty O'Malley. "I hope you don't mind cats," Ivy began. "They're an over-represented species here."
"SO what do we do for fun around here?" Marisol asked after making nice with the kitty.
"Well. I like to influence Bre to buy us things. And she's got great comic books... they're fun to read."
"And Bre just got the first two seasons of The Brady Bunch on DVD. I've been watching those. A lot."
"Oh..." began Mari. "That all sounds... awesome..."
Just then, Taylor came around the corner after a particularly refreshing nap.
As Taylor approached her friends, she was surprised to see a new face.
"Marisol?" "Taylor?" *squeal*
*big hug*
"They know each other!?"
"Of course we do!" said Taylor with a smile. "We're cousins!"
"Oh, you're going to love it here!" Taylor began. "We can watch movies and have sleepovers... oh, and you've just gotta meet Ashley! She's in my dance classes."
"Dance class?" Mari asked. "I guess it'll be alright here after all!"
Obligatory comparison photo: Mari and #26
Mari and Nellie
Gorgeous hair
Modeling her new t-shirt which was literally hand made by Bre
