Novel & Cerita Barbie Family Tree

She poured two glasses, and handed me one. “Bottom up, bitch.” She smirked. We clinked our glasses, and downed the entire glass. “So why is Barbie visiting?” She asked, pouring another drink. “She’s attending the ball next week. You know how much mom likes to appear like we’re a functional family.” I laughed taking my refilled glass. “She also brought your dickhead cousin.” “ That motherfacker. I’ll send his ass back to the hospital if he comes near me.” She said angrily, throwing her drink back.

I say, "Okay, while that debauchery was awesome, where did that come from?" Barbie adds, "Yeah, you guys did the wink-wink nudge-nudge thing before we all jumped into it, what gives?" "Well, our story goes back of course before you were born when we were kids still in High School. It's why we never saw any of our family during the holidays. You see, your father and I are brother and sister too. We had to hide it from the outside world for so long when we found you guys having sex the other day we knew it was time to cum clean." Mom giggles and Barbie does too, while the men chuckle.

"Well, I gotta go talk to her now. Bye, Chloe." I waved him goodbye. ### "So now I don't even know what to do." Barbie pouted. "I mean... he's really... wow." Barbie Reese, one of the best people I've ever met. She's my cousin and a year older than me. Her brother, Hunter, is a year younger than me.

Was it a family trait or… Finally, they got to the gate of the Rossador’s mansion and it automatically opened for her to drive in which she did. She drove into the mansion, her eyes scanning the luxurious cars that were parked outside and in the parking lot. Seems this party was not only for family. Perhaps families and friends. Not bad. “Are you ready to go see Grandpa?” She asked. Rosie nodded. “Yes. I want to show Grandfather the Barbie doll I got for him. Barbie dolls are the replacement of people we love.”

Not to mention getting my younger sister, Barbie, ready after all of that. Barbie was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. Barbie was only slightly shorter than me, standing at five foot three. She took after my dad in looks, taking his straight jet black hair and gray eyes. She also inherited his long legs, and got my mother’s smooth skin. With her pageant looks, I was often compared to her, Barbie being the favorite out of the two of us. I didn’t like to admit it, but I was jealous of all the attention she received. Even our grandma gave her all the attention when we were kids, giving her the nickname Barbie. Her real name was Tracy, but to grandma she was “her barbie”. ****

I asked her affectionately. She pouted slightly and spoke again. "Is it true what Johiel said that Dad gave him an ice cream factory? Mom, can you also give me and Caylee a Barbie factory?" Bettina asked, being cute in front of me. "Yes, Mom! We want a Barbie factory so that we can have unlimited Barbie supplies in our dollhouse!" Caylee chimed in, smiling at me. I chuckled softly and kissed their foreheads. "Don't worry, when you grow up, I'll give you a company to manage, okay? You will become a CEO too just like Mommy. You want that, right?"

"Word of advice, sis... Don't make the mistake of falling for any of the men here." The warning catches me off guard and I blink up at her in confusion as she sighs again, "Trust me," she continues quietly. "It's not worth the heartache..." Something flashes through her eyes but it disappears almost immediately and her smirk returns, "They're only interested in taking from you... So make sure you take twice as much from them." She gives me a slow, reassuring wink, her lips curving into a cat-like smile. "I have a feeling I'll be seeing you around... Barbie."

Barrett’s first birthday! “Barrett?” Scanning a few more on the diary, “Barrett is now ten years old and very bright. I told her the blessing of the fairy goddess however she cried. My beautiful daughter with black hair and eyes, she is the one to carry the name Barrett. I don’t hate her; I am a proud mother that gave birth to the child who affirmed the blessing to our ancestors.”

I have to say the girl is beautiful, she has brownish eyes just like Tom's eyes, she resembles him a bit, it did not know that Tom is an orphan would think that she is his twin sister. Barbie's tempers exploded, like those series or movies you watch and the most unnoticed character does the unthinkable yeah that is how I describe Barbie:s behavior she did not only rain insults and embarrassing words to Stella she also poured my Coke to her which earned her a glare from me, nobody messes with my food, the way I glared at her, the red face she had turned to an ashen one.

Brittany asked the moment she stepped in. The girl left Brittany's hand and ran towards her mom, Barbie. Barbie smiled then squatted down to her daughter's level. The girl raised her hand up and started making weird signs with them but Barbie smiled as she watched her. "Thank you my dear you also look beautiful in your dress " Barbie said and pecked her cheek. The girl smiled and made another gesture with her hands. Barbie smiled and pulled her into her arms, hugging her . This little three years old girl was Barbie's last born , the one Chris had Tried to get rid of when she was in Barbie's womb.