She's Big Change

It came to our attention a little while ago that She would be moving! At first, none of the dolls knew quite how to feel. We were proud of our human for graduating college and having the means to move out of her parents' house. Then, as the days passed and the date grew closer, several questions began to make us nervous. Who would be able to go with her? What all would change? And would it be change for the better? It seemed that we wouldn't get any answers until the big day. But being the loyal doll family we were, we decided to help She pack up and clear out her room- for better or for worse.

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Each of us had our own role to play. She's mom and gathered a slew of boxes over the course of the month and they needed filled. She would be taking her desk, desk chair, two dressers, and various wall items like a floating shelf and a clock. This place needed days of effort. Luckily, we were happy to pitch in.

Thor and Tony pounded down the boxes and sealed them up with packaging tape.

Merida stacked the boxes in the Room She Lives In and kept them in stable towers.

I was in charge of making sure that "box mountain" in the hallway was well organized.

Snow White wrote the description on each box with an extra-bold Sharpie.

Dortha and Helen emptied She's bookshelf and threw them down for us to pack.

Mattias tucked the house plants into a laundry basket so they wouldn't tip over. 

Jasmine and Meg took turns filling the donation bin, which She would take the Goodwill later.

Rapunzel cleared off She's bulletin board and used the thumbtacks as a rock wall to reach the top.

Cinderella wrapped all of the fragile items like candles and crystals in white tissue paper.

Tinker Bell took the hardware off She's walls.

Pocahontas and Moana cleaned off the top shelves of She's closet. You wouldn't believe how many journals were in there!

She took all the boxes from "box mountain" to the garage, despite Thalia's best efforts to convince her to use my powers to turn the staircase into an ice slide and push everything to the first floor.

There was one last box that didn't make it. She kept filling it with things. DVDs, books, and mailing envelopes. She explained to us that this box would be "to sell". Later on, after settling in to her new home, She would attempt to list the items on eBay.

Blake interrupted her. Since most Funko Pops don't have a mouth, She couldn't understand Blake's non-verbal way of talking, but Moana got to translate. Blake said that he and the Funky Warriors were growing tired of living there and wanted to move on to a new home.

"Are you sure?" She asked. "I can't guarantee where you'll end up."

Blake didn't seem to mind. He gathered together the Funkos and they talked it out amongst themselves. The rest of the dolls waited and held their breaths. No one had ever chosen to leave She like this. Sure, there was the mistake of her giving Zayn and his boyfriend away, but that was years ago, before She knew about The Code of Dolls. 

Still, it's not like we could stop them. If the Funky Warriors wanted to leave, they had the right to do so. And unfortunately I could see why they wanted to. Only a few dolls understood their form of nonverbal communication, and Funkos were very territorial dolls as it was. They just... didn't feel welcome. And I was guilty about that because it was hard to welcome them. Maybe they were better suited to a different home. And now was a good a time as ever to do that.

In the end, we had a whole group of Funko Pops who wanted to go. Blake, Heimdall, and Iron Man, of course, but also Maia, Time, Bob Ross. We made sure to get a good picture of them before they left.

As a final hurrah, She made us a giant pot of hot chocolate. The smell was absolutely heavenly, and it was as warm as the home we remembered. 

Finally, it was time to pack ourselves. She said we'd have the comfiest spot in her ottoman, which had a huge storage space when you lifted the lid. Being the tallest, Anna and I settled ourselves in first. 

"You ready?" Said Anna, crossing her ankles.

"Definitely."

"You nervous?"

I sighed. "A little."

"We have nothing to worry about as long as we're together," Anna grasped my hand and held it tight. "Remember what you told me? You were waiting for a sister all of your life. And when I finally came, it was like the world was new. We're going into a new world. That's all. And this time you'll have me with you the entire way."

"You're right," I said. "This will be good for us."

Anna and I slowed our breaths until we stopped entirely, and I shut my eyes as more dolls were piled up around us, tight and cozy as sardines in a tin. Steve was on my other side and Thalia was on my lap, and I couldn't have been more contented. 

Let's go, I thought. Let's start this new life.

Moving on,

Queen Elsa Rodgers