April 23rd, 2016: Collaboration Post with Anna of Just Anna

On April 23rd, 2016, She and her family were spending the day outside, soaking up the rays of sun. So what else was there to do but check up on my blog? But once I opened She's laptop, I noticed that it had not been shut down the night before like it usually is. Google Chrome was still in use, and I was not used to seeing this so I clicked on the icon. It was She's email! All of them had been checked over and either deleted or kept longer, some even from a year ago, for giggles or memories to look back on. But there was one message at the very top, highlighted in yellow, that had not been read yet. Squinting my eyes at the screen, I skimmed the words typed there, and noticed that my name, Elsa, popped up in the title. Curious, I frowned and clicked on the email. All that was enclosed was a simple file. It was from Anna at Just Anna, and I laughed, remembering that in my Quote of the Day Challenge, I had begged her to be my fake sister. Now she had accepted, and I was invited to the house in which she lived with MyLittleMegara. I was wondering how this series of coincidences ever came to be, and how on earth I'd actually managed to get to MyLittleMegara's house without She noticing, but I figured Anna had it all taken care of. After I had grabbed She's camera and took a picture of the, well, picture, I deleted the message so that She wouldn't find it later and get suspicious. Excited, I smiled and hopped off She's bed where the laptop lay. I was supposed to wear my best dress there, and I had just the perfect one. 

All of the clothes she had made and/or found for me over the years and months of me living here resided in an old empty chocolate box, from a Valentine's day long ago. I picked my favorite outfit from the folded pile inside and got dressed quickly. The dress was completely fresh, original, and handmade by both She and MyLittleMegara. It was something like movie Elsa's new green dress from the Disney short Frozen Fever. It was made of gorgeous, smooth fabric that was a dark forest green color, a sheer, glittery fabric for the cape in the same color, and whitish-blue mesh for the shoulder sleeves. The girls had done my dress up with rhinestones in pink, green, and orange, appearing to look like flowers. She had even made me new hair accessories to match, a set of pink and orange flower earrings to go in my braid and a pretty good replication of movie Elsa's flower to go behind my ear. When I was debating to wear my only pair of shoes or not (baby blue Norwegian slippers that clashed with the pretty dark green I was wearing) Olaf found me. We talked and I told him I was going to go away for a little while, but I would be in good hands. Olaf promised to keep house while I was gone with Loki's help, and it wasn't long before the phone rang. Olaf and I froze on She's dresser when She padded into the room, phone at her ear. MyLittleMegara's voice (at least I assumed it had to be her voice) was heard by us easy over the receiver. It wasn't long before She bought MLM's excuse to fix my hair and I was strapped into an orange backpack and packed into the car for a day out of the house.

Once the sickening car ride inside She's backpack was over, I was dropped off at a familiar-looking front door to a house and left by my own, unsure of what to do. Over the phone, the speaker had made an excuse that they would not be home immediately, so the best decision was to just drop me off on the front porch. I fidgeted inside of the bag, unsure if I was I supposed to get out myself or wait for the door to open and for someone to bring me in.

Taking a risk, I crawled out of my backpack and took three soft knocks to the front door.

On my third knock, I heard something on the other side of the door, and mysteriously, the door opened quietly, only leaving the right amount of crack in the doorway to let me slip through. I took a deep breath and stepped into the house, pushing the door open a little more.

I was immediately greeted by my host, which was Anna, and even though I had already heard and read so much about her on her blog, it was still like meeting a stranger for the first time. She was a limited edition Anna doll, with the classic movie Anna hair, two thick red braids with side swept bangs, and a little gold sparkly thread woven in for effect. She wore the dress that movie Anna wore at the end of Frozen when she is presenting Kristoff his new sled, with a shimmery olive green skirt, a grayish bodice, and baby blue sleeves that were detailed enough to die for. Anna had a very sweet and welcoming face, and probably the prettiest eyelashes I've ever seen on a doll. 

We shook hands. I was expecting nothing less than a hug, as I found out that most Anna dolls like to do from Nessarose back home, but instead I was given a warm smile and a few exchanged words and a friendly, casual handshake, which was fine by me. Maybe Anna would be more open to hug me later when we actually found out some more about each-other instead of what we perceive from the blogs. 

After our greeting, Anna asked me if I would like to join her outside for a tea party, which the humans had already prepared for us. I smiled and nodded. I had always wanted to have tea of my own. I was more than happy to follow Anna out the back door and outside, where a small picnic was already set up for us.

"This is lovely." I cooed, when I admired the setup MyLittleMegara had planned for us. There was the most adorable, and perfectly sized, I must add, tea set of pink and white, and made of ceramic material, I think. There were mini desserts that must have taken hours to create, including cookies and macaroons. Each one was different and personalized for both Anna and me. In the teapot was a light brown and fragrant drink that is probably English Breakfast tea.

It's an odd thing to say upon first arriving and just sitting down, but I feel at home in this strange place. It could be that I felt so welcome, or that my green spring dress blended in with the vegetation outside, or the fact that the food smelled so good. I wasn't sure, but I wasn't going to question it. I took my place at the table immediately and Anna and I once again dissolved into chatter, only more happy and relaxed this time around than the somewhat stiff and forced kind at the doorway.

Anna poured the both of us tea, which turned out to be chamomile, and then offered cream to me. I was surprised. Tea and cream in fancy pots and saucers. I felt absolutely pampered. What was next, a small dish of sugar?
Turns out, yes. There was. A small china bowl with a dainty lid on top, and after Anna offered me cream and I politely declined, she opened up the little bowl and we got to see what was inside. Tiny heart-shaped sugar cubes in the colors dark pink, light pink, and white. Anna was at first confused but then eventually joined in when she realized what I was squealing about. I can't help it... I love little food!

Even though I didn't want any cream, both Anna and I took some sugar cubes for our tea. I chose two light pink hearts to match my raspberry macaroon and jelly tart cookie, and I suggested Anna choose dark pink just because white was a boring color for sugar cubes.

I could feel us bonding over the tea and I decided to gravitate towards talking about our personal lives. I talked about the first two friends I had met when I was first found, Loki and Olaf. How Loki was a quiet, serious, take-charge kind of guy and how Olaf was exactly you would expect an Olaf to be; bubbly, sweet, and optimistic. The two of us laughed when Anna said that she knew an Olaf as well, one just as playful as the one I knew. She told me about Kristoff and Rapunzel, dolls about our size the only two other dolls she actually knew so far besides me. Anna expressed how excited she was that I could make it over today since sometimes home life can get lonely. I knew the feeling, even though it seemed like I was surrounded by friends 24/7. 

We finished enjoying our tea, and then it was time to dig into our treats. They had grown a little cold after being outside and neglected for so long, but they smelled just as heavenly. Once again, they were the perfect size. MyLittleMegara had given Anna the chocolate goodies, a chocolate cookie with pink icing and sprinkles, and a dark chocolate macaroon, which is basically a chocolate cookie sandwich with cream filling. I was chosen for the vanilla-flavored things, opting for a pink raspberry macaroon with white frosting in the middle, and a plain sugar cookie with vanilla glaze. I thought I preferred chocolate over anything else, but as a matter of fact, vanilla seems to suit my taste buds far better. The cookie was definitely my favorite.

"A toast!" Anna declared, when we were on our final treats. I had saved the best for last, which was of course my cookie. 

"A toast!" I echoed with a giggle, holding my cookie up high. "To delicious tea and wonderful treats!" 

"Indeed!" Anna 'clinked' my cookie with her own and crumbs erupted over the table.

"Okay, so that might have failed." Anna grumbled, brushing the mess off of her bedazzled skirt.

I laughed again and we had our treats, happy to be outside and spending time together with great food and drink and a possible new friend. I wasn't sure if Anna was a friend, yet, though. I guess I would have to wait and see how things turned out.

When finished with the tea party, we abandoned our place settings and decided to take a brief walk around the yard, marveling at how nice the sun was on our pale winter skin. My thin mesh cape blew in the wind, making me feel like there was not a single care in the world. After sort of a stressful week at home, it was nice to be free. It was nice to... let it go. *AHEM*
Anna and I mostly stayed on the stone paths that surrounded the house, as not to get our shoes dirty in the dirt or grass so She wouldn't suspect anything when I returned home. Somehow we made our way out front, which was dangerous being so close to the street and other human's houses, but Anna didn't seem to care if we were noticed. Wary of breaking the Code of Dolls, I mostly stayed in the shade to hide myself from the world.

Anna, however, wasn't pleased with my nervousness. She grabbed me by the arm and dragged me over to the flowerbeds the humans kept by the porch.
"Aren't they lovely this time of year?" Anna asked me, gushing over the pink, red, and orange tulips.
"Yes, very!" I agreed, nodding. My nerves slowly melted away as Anna and I played around in the flowers. She had brought a camera outside to take pictures for our blogs, of course, so we had a little fun experimentation in photography. I liked one photo so much that I used it for a blog header picture.

Now bored of the flowers, I ventured off and lay in the grass, spreading out my arms and legs like I'm making a snow angel. Anna came to investigate and ask what I am doing.
"She never lets me go outside, this is so nice!" I replied, rolling back and forth.

The sun was making us hot so we went up to the porch and sat on the glider, talking about Steve before I could stop myself. Anna was a very good listener, and I found that I enjoyed telling her even though it was such a personal story to me. I think I was starting to trust her as a really good friend.

When the conversation began winding down, instinct told me it was getting time to go, but we continued to walk and talk. I didn't want to leave.

But I think we both knew that I had to. Minutes after the sound of tires coming up the driveway, I heard She and MyLittleMegara conversing about my new hairstyle. (Cough cough) For some reason I wasn't as nervous as I was about humans finding us anymore. I turned to Anna and we said goodbye over and over, wanting to prolong the final minutes we had. But when the humans' voices began getting to the point of winding down, I knew it was time to go. We promised to do something like this again, and maybe sooner than we thought. It's hard to say now, but I'm almost certain that I have made a great new friend today.

Meeting my sister,

Queen Elsa

If you want to know Anna's side of the story, you can check out her post here.

A Doll's Life File: Dorothy

I suppose I'm making up for the neglect I've shown the past month here, aren't I? All I could think about since my interview with Bell two days ago was Dorothy. Bell and Dorothy are like She's Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. You can't have one without the other. Well, I suppose you can, but it really isn't the same. I also really wanted to know the other side of the story of when the two of them were apparently enemies. Dorothy and Bell were inseparable- possibly even more so than Olaf and Idina, and they weren't even married. What could have caused their rivalry, and why did they decide to become friends afterwards? I needed to know. So today I was able to pull Dorothy away from the other dolls' activities to have a quick talk.

***

Elsa: *bringing Dorothy over to where the laptop is on She's bed* Dorothy, can I speak with you a bit?

Dorothy: *eyes wide* Whatever for?

Elsa: I would like to interview you. It's for my blog.

Dorothy: *giggling* Oh, how silly of me! I thought I might be in trouble for something. 

Elsa: No, of course not! I'm just curious and would like to know your life's story.

Dorothy: Yes, Bell said you might want to make a, uh... 

Elsa: A Doll's Life File?

Dorothy: ...for me two days ago when we were picking flowers. Yes. That's what I meant.

Elsa: Well, would you like to? *gestures to open laptop* I have everything ready.

Dorothy: *Toto barks in agreement* Sure, I'll do it. *clambers up onto the bed* Will it be long?

Elsa: Funny, Bell asked the same thing. No, you'll still have time to join the others in their game. What are they doing anyways?

Dorothy: Oh, you should come see with us! It's very funny. Loki is seeing which doll can stay on Sven's back when he's running and bucking around.

Elsa: Ummm, okay? That's a little weird.

Dorothy: *shrugs* Boredom is a force to be reckoned with.

Elsa: Yes, it's a terrifying force of nature.... so! Where shall we start? What's your full name, Dorothy?

Dorothy: Dorothy Gale. And my dog's name is Toto Gale, of course.
Elsa: Do you know when you were found?
Dorothy: Not really. Toto and I share the same finding day. I think if I could decide my own day, it would have to be June 10th. That's the birthday of the actress who plays my character.

Elsa: Okay, I can put that down. And what's your finding place?

Dorothy: *scrunches up her eyebrows* Goodness, I can't remember.

Elsa: That's alright. Not everyone does.

Dorothy: I know it was a little shop somewhere. It was a cute little place. It smelled of wood and lavender, and I was surrounded with other hand-made music box dolls. I can recall a Cinderella with curly hair and a shiny blue dress, and a Mary Had a Little Lamb with a shepherd's crook and a bonnet. It was very peaceful there, and everyone was very kind to me. To be honest, I didn't much want to leave. But I wasn't given a choice and She took me home nonetheless.

Elsa: Where do you suppose this shop was?

Dorothy: *shakes head slowly* Not a clue. In the East? No, it can't have been East. I didn't see any wicked witches.
Elsa: Do you still have your tags?
Dorothy: Perhaps I do. Allow me to check. *reaches under the side of her skirt and lifts out her identification tags, still sewn to the underside* Here they are. I've never read them before.

Elsa: Better late than never, I suppose. *reads them* Santa Ana, California?
Dorothy: *gasps* No, I can't be from there! I thought it was Pennsylvania!
Elsa: Your shop might have been in Pennsylvania, but the headquarters of Green Tree Products Incorporated, that's where you were made, is in Santa Ana, California.
Dorothy: Oh. Okay.
Elsa: It's nothing to be sad about. Now you finally know where you're from!
Dorothy: California, and then Pennsylvania?
Elsa: Yup. That's right. At least I think so. I've never really had to check any doll's tags before. *goes back to laptop and types down finding place* And when were you found?
Dorothy: *sighs* Many, many, years ago. And too many days to count.
Elsa: *quietly* Can you tell me?
Dorothy: I've long forgotten my finding date. I don't think it matters much anymore. The only one I've ever celebrated my finding day with is Toto. 

Elsa: Why?

Dorothy: *solemnly* I was a gift from She's father, a moving present to a new home, the one we live in now. She picked me out specifically because She liked my song, "Over the Rainbow" but I was soon forgotten with the excitement of moving boxes and a new home. Instead, I was kept at the tippy-top of She's bookshelf for quite some time... collecting dust and never moving anywhere or seeing anyone. It was a very depressing life. If I can call it a life. It was years and years of non-living. I stopped counting after a while. It was no use. But if I had to guess, it was nine. *Toto whimpers*

Elsa: Nine?! Then you must be the oldest doll in the house!

Dorothy: As far as I know, yes. Yet still a child. I would have taken those nine years back if I could and be left with the two I've had with all of the other dolls I've met.

Elsa: Can you tell me more about those nine years if you can remember?

Dorothy: *sighing* I tried to forget.

Elsa: Okay, I can understand. But certainly She saw something special in you if She picked you out from all the dolls in the store. Didn't She clean you up and took you downstairs to live with Bell? 

Dorothy: Maybe so, maybe She did care for me. I do remember the day that I first met Bell. She finally took me off the bookshelf, untied the ribbons in my hair and then put them back into pigtails. My hair was brushed and Toto's head was dusted with a soft-bristled brush. Then She polished my cheeks with pink and yellow blush, and then brightened my smile with a red pencil. It was like someone cared for me for the first time. When I was first taken downstairs to meet Bell, that first week I wish that She hadn't, but then the years after, I suppose meeting Bell was the happiest thing that's ever happened to me.
Elsa: Yes, Bell took me that the two of you had a little rivalry going on.

Dorothy: *somewhat angrily* Is that what she called it?
Elsa: Was it not?
Dorothy: I would have called it that, too, if I had ever fought back. Bell was my only hope. She was the only other doll I'd ever seen before since being up in the bookshelf. I tried to be friends with her, stepping out of my shy shell and trying to talk to her. When she only turned me away, I shut her out bitterly because I had no choice. Of course I didn't want to do so at first, but she wasn't giving me the time of day, so what else was I supposed to do?
Elsa: *typing* I see.
Dorothy: Maybe it was a rivalry. But I can't imagine being so mean to each-other compared to how such good friends we are now.
Elsa: Yeah, that is a bit odd, isn't it?
Dorothy: Well, I guess the best thing I can say is that we did not start out as friends, but we are now. I can't see into her head, so I don't know what she thought of our past squabbles.
Elsa: *carefully* Bell told me that she felt very sorry for treating you so poorly.
Dorothy: *begins to perk up* Really? Do you think she meant that?
Elsa: Of course! Why wouldn't she?
Dorothy: I don't know. Maybe once, a part of me still clung to the thought that she still hated me and covered it up.
Elsa: No, I don't think so. I don't think there's a part of Bell today that hates you.
Dorothy: *relieved* Oh goodness, thank Oz!
Elsa: *smiling* I think all is forgotten now. I'm sure if you tell Bell that you forgive her and you are also sorry for whatever times you were rude, your mind can be at peace.

Dorothy: *returning my smile* That is a very good idea indeed. I must go find Bell at once.
Elsa: Good luck! I'm sure everything will be fine!

Dorothy and I talked a bit more after her interview was typed up and sure returned happily with Bell. Mostly about her movie and book counterparts, which I never got to mention in front of any of the other dolls I had interviewed in the past. I asked her if she would ever want to go to Oz herself, and she shook her head no, terror in her eyes. "I could never dream of leaving home." she said to me. I guess not all dolls are exactly like their "real life" counterparts. I was both surprised and not at all to hear this from her. Of course Dorothy would say no. But I honestly wouldn't mind going to Oz myself. But can you imagine it? Elsa in Oz? Though it's probably already a thing out there somewhere. Anyways, I think I'll do some research on Green Tree Products Inc. I think Dorothy would like to know a little more about her past.

Full Name: Dorothy Gale

Finding Place: A store in Pennsylvania, but probably originally kept in Green Tree Products Industries, Santa Ana, California.

Finding Date: Long since forgotten, though decided on June 10th as a made-up finding date.

Species: Music box doll

Strengths: Is able to go with the flow, is skilled with animals (at least Toto) and overall a good and loyal friend.

Weaknesses: A little clueless, too quiet, and often is too afraid to try new things.

Powers: Is just a regular little girl, though her peaceful nature is admirable.

Status: A shy sweetheart with a deep and interesting mind.

A Doll's Life File: Bell

I realize it's been a while since I've blogged, but honestly, is that much of a surprise? The good thing is that since it's summer, so She will be out of the house more often, meaning I'll have time to blog! (Finally!) Anyways, it was another slow day at the house She lives in. It's been raining since noon and nothing eventful happened. Nothing eventful, that is, until Bell caught me with She's laptop. And here's the result of that.

***

Elsa: *being all casual and happy, trying to finish up an old blog post while humming to myself*

Bell: *springs up on the laptop, grinning broadly* Hi Elsa!

Elsa: *startled* Oh! Um, hey, Bell.

Bell: Whatcha doin'?

Elsa: Blogging. What are you doing?

Bell: Nothing. *groans* I'm bored. There's nothing to do here.

Elsa: Sure there is.

Bell: Like what?

Elsa: Well... *bites lip* I could always use someone to interview for a Doll's Life File...

Bell: Really? Can you interview me?

Elsa: Sure, why not? Haven't really got anything else better to do myself.

Bell: Sounds like fun! *claps hands* But how long is it going to take? Dorothy and I are going outside to pick some flowers to put in vases this afternoon.

Elsa: Out to pick flowers in the rain?

Bell: *shrugs* Why not?

Elsa: I guess that's a good enough reason... the interview shouldn't take more than twenty minutes in all.

Bell: That's perfect!

Elsa: *clicks on a few things* Okay, I have a new post ready. But I can't interview you if you're just going to hang in front of the screen like that.

Bell: Oh, oops! I'm sorry. *flies down next to me* Now, where do we begin?

Elsa: I've always started these by asking the person what their full name is.

Bell: *blows the bangs from her eyes* Tinker Bell, obviously. But every Tinker Bell doll is called that, so I decided to be a rebel and name myself Bell.

Elsa: *typing* Okay. Next question. I think this one should be simple enough. Where were you found?

Bell: *taps chin in thought* Actually, Elsa, that one might be a toughie.

Elsa: Really? How so?

Bell: Well, I know for a fact that She found me during her first trip to Disney world. *counting on fingers* It's 2016, right? Then that was three years ago. It was the November before Christmas 2013. I was in a boxed, or bagged, more like, set that held me and thousands of other accessories. She took to me immediately and wouldn't settle on buying anything else in the gift shop. Which is definitely special. Some time later, I was used as a Christmas tree ornament during the winter season. She said that I was her favorite ornament. *beams*

Elsa: *nonchalantly changing the subject* So I should just put your finding day down as generically November?

Bell: But here's the thing. I like to think of my finding day being in the late spring or the early summer. I love warm weather and those are my two favorite seasons of the year. November can be so dull and dreary, don't you think? No offense, to you, of course. I know your finding day was in November.

Elsa: Don't worry, no offense taken.

Bell: Good. Plus I think if we celebrate one more doll's finding day in November, that includes you, Loki, Olaf, and Steve, then that would get pretty old.

Elsa: I agree. *stops typing to think* How about we celebrate your finding day during the summer solstice? That's the end of spring and the beginning of summer all in one day.

Bell: *claps her hands again* That sounds great! What date is it?

Elsa: June 21st, I believe.

Bell: Then mark my finding day down as June 21st.

Elsa: Do you remember what gift shop it was in Disney?

Bell: *shakes head sadly* Not really. I never got to see the entrance sign to the store. All I know is that I was in Magic Kingdom, in a really big shop at the front of the park with tons of Christmas merchandise.

Elsa: I suppose that will have to be good enough.

Bell: I've never changed my finding date before. It's actually kind of exciting!Got any other questions for me?

Elsa: Unfortunately, no. That's all I have to ask. I fill out the rest myself.

Bell: What, no! We can't be done! I was just getting started!

Elsa: Sorry. That's all I have on my list. Unless you have a tragic backstory you want to share.

Bell: *sighs* I would tell you for sure if I had one. But nothing so bad has ever really happened to me.

Elsa: Well, that's good isn't it?

Bell: I guess. But it sure makes it hard to relate when everyone else has such an interesting life's story.

Elsa: Boredom is your worst enemy, huh?

Bell: You bet. That's why I'm always making and creating things. Inventing keeps my mind occupied.

Elsa: You could always tell me something about that. Or, and I'm really interested about this, how did you and Dorothy meet?

Bell: *smiles slightly* Now that isn't a boring story at all.

Elsa: Then would you care to share it with me and my readers?

Bell: Sure, why not? *flies over to look at laptop screen*

Elsa: *fingers over the keyboard* Ready when you are.

Bell: *takes a deep breath* Dorothy and I started out as enemies.

Elsa: *gasps* What? No way! But you two are so close now!

Bell: I know. Ironic, isn't it? Nowadays the both of us are able to look back on our past and laugh at how silly we were, but years ago our rivalry was serious business.

Elsa: Please, go on. You were right, this is interesting.

Bell: It all started when I came to She's house that first year I was found. I was a bright and shiny new toy and there was a whole world to explore in the house. I realized if I tried hard enough, I was able to fly for a few seconds and began to look around my new and hopefully forever home. It was a big and beautiful place indeed. Only something was wrong. I was alone. There were no other live dolls that I saw but me. All of She's childhood toys had long ago been lost or donated or put into yard sales, and here I was all alone.

Elsa: That's terribly sad. But didn't you meet anyone else that has been here a while? Like Benny or Napoleon, or Magneto?

Bell: Oh, sure I did. I became quick friends with Napoleon my first Christmas here, which was only a month away from my real finding date. But then again, I sort of had to. I was an ornament on Napoleon's tree, and it would be really awkward if we never talked when the humans weren't around. We had an on-off relationship, though, because he'd only be around for two months at tops before getting pushed away with the other Christmas items. Somehow, I stayed safe throughout the entire year. Maybe She really liked me enough to keep me away from the attic. I had heard about Benny from Napoleon's incessant chatter, but I had only got to meet him a few times. This is when Benny and Napoleon had a little sibling rivalry of their own.

Elsa: Ah, yes, I remember. I should really do A Doll's Life File for the two of them one day.

Bell: I didn't know Magneto until his finding day in December 2014. Ugh. *rolls eyes* He and I were of course not friends, but we had nothing against each-other. We just kind of stayed out of the other's way until you came along in 2014 and somehow made a big happy family out of all of the dolls in the house. I really owe you for that.

Elsa: *blushing* Oh, it was nothing.

Bell: Going on with the story, sometime in April after my first Christmas in the house, I was maybe five and a half months old. I had now settled in the house nicely, though I was still technically a new doll. The Christmas stuff had all been packed up for next year, so it was just me in the house when the humans and dogs weren't around. Or so I thought. Because then one day She brought someone downstairs and set her on the fireplace mantle. It was Dorothy.

Elsa: Uh-oh.

Bell: That's right, uh-oh. I immediately hated Dorothy. Who was she, thinking she could just come out of nowhere and invade my space? Being the only doll in the house, my ego had definitely been inflated to when I thought I was the best, the master of the home, and no one could ever match up to me. Then She brings down this little porcelain beauty in a cute checkered dress and a puppy- a puppy! *stamps her feet on She's bed* I was not happy at all. I told myself I was so much better than her and she did not deserve to be down here with me, much less my attention. The first few days, whenever she tried talking to me, I would turn my back and completely ignore her. Dorothy didn't really understand why I was being so mean, so eventually she just stopped trying to make contact with me. Sometimes I would hear her crying at night. Eventually Dorothy learned to resent me. We would do nothing but scowl at each-other whenever the humans were gone. It stayed like that until She moved Dorothy to where I was- the coffee table- for some reason. That same day, when the humans left, we got into a fight.

Elsa: Are you serious? A real fight?

Bell: Yes, but we all know girls fight with their words. We spat insults at each-other until my temper flared and I kicked Dorothy. She stumbled and fell off the coffee table.

Elsa: Just like that? You kicked her and she fell?

Bell: *embarrassed* Basically, yeah.

Elsa: *typing up a storm* And then what happened?

Bell: And... I caught her. I reached out and grabbed her hand as soon as my mood changed. I had seen so many dolls in the store get knocked off the shelf and were never able to regain their consciousness... *blinks rapidly* it was so terrible. Even though I hated Dorothy, something inside of me didn't want to see that happen again. Dorothy and I might have been enemies, but I had to save her, because she was all that I had. And with her being porcelain, she wouldn't just hit her head and end her life like Napoleon almost had that one time. She would shatter into a million pieces with no hope of ever living again. Our human, She, would be heartbroken, and it would be all my fault.

Elsa: Wow... that is really amazing. I guess you kind of have a tragic backstory after all.

Bell: *starting to smile again* Yeah... I guess maybe I do.

That's where my interview with Bell ended. Dorothy came in She's room shortly after with a basket at ready so Bell and her could pick some flowers outside. I wished them good luck in the rain and then finished typing it up. Already my brain was spinning with ideas. One thing was for sure: I needed to interview Dorothy now.

Full Name: Tinker Bell
Finding Place: Large gift shop in Magic Kingdom at the Entrance
Finding Date: June 21st (real finding date sometime in November)
Species: Fashion accessory doll (though sometimes used as a Christmas tree ornament)
Strengths: Talented with inventing, full of energy, and readily helps with food gathering and the like.
Weaknesses: Sometimes exhausting, flighty, (haha) and has somewhat of an ego.
Powers: Can fly, though admittedly not for very long.
Status: A helpful hand for a friend in need.