“I guess a swim could be relaxing.” Mia decided.
Katie gave a squeal of joy and ran to her toy chest, she kept digging before a call came. “Katie bathtime!”
“One minute!” Katie fired back as she kept digging before pulling out a Barbie doll wearing a red bikini. “Lifeguard Barbie,” Katie announced as she ran the doll back to the bed, “you can wear her swimsuit.”
“Okay,” Mia agreed as she took the bathing suit off the doll. “Sorry Barbie, but I need this more,” Mia told the toy-making Katie giggle. Mia looked down at the swimsuit and at Katie who was staring down at the shrunken teen eagerly. “Katie,” Mia told the giant girl, “could I get a little privacy?”
“I dressed you up like a hundred times today,” Katie pointed out.
“Yeah, but that’s when you thought I was a doll. Now that you know I’m your friend could you give me a little privacy?” Mia responded.
Katie looked like she still didn’t understand but sighed and picked Mia up, “you can get dressed in my dollhouse. You’re a cranky dolly.”
Mia could only hope Katie was joking as the eight-year-old lowered her into the Barbie’s Dreamhouse and closed the walls. “Katie!” Nicole called up again.
“In a minute I’m looking for my favorite jammies!” Katie called back.
Mia hurried and found a room with no windows. As she dressed Mia looked around the room and could not help but smile. There was a Chelsea doll lying on the couch wearing a tutu and looking like she had been dancing before she was put down, a quarter was on the floor looking like a strange throw rug, and there was a small amount of dust on almost everything that (judging from the smell) were the remains of candy.
“Come to think of it,” Mia said to herself, “Nicole and I gave Katie that Barbie when she passed her swimming test,” Mia remembered how happy Katie had been that day and how proud she was that she could swim without floaties. Mia pulled the swimsuit over her body (it was loose in the chest area) and walked out of the dollhouse door. “Ready for the pool.”
“You look pretty,” Katie complimented as she put her hand down and Mia climbed on while Katie carried her pajamas in her other arm.
“Katie!” Nicole shouted, “I am going to count to ten and if you are not in this bathroom when I reach ten, I am going to come into your room, grab you, take you to the tub, and drop you into these waters clothes and all!”
Katie ran across the house as Nicole counted out loud. I was quite the ride for Mia, but she held on tight to Katie’s hand. As the pair reached the bathroom door Mia cried out, “Hide me in the pajamas.”
Katie quickly did so and ran inside the bathroom, “Nine,” Nicole counted, “there you are.”
“Sorry Nicky,” Katie responded as she set her pajamas down.
Mia heard Nicole kiss her little sister, “just come when I tell you to Katie, you know better.” Nicole lightly scolded, “do you need any help?”
“I’m okay,” Katie told her sister, “I’m a big girl now.”
Mia heard Nicole chuckle, “okay big girl, your towel is by the sink, shout if you need me, and don’t forget to pull the drain out when you’re done.” Nicole closed the door and Mia peaked out of her hiding space but quickly retreated when her friend returned. “Oh,” Nicole added, “and make sure you lock the door behind me, apparently Taylor and her friends went to a Mexican place to celebrate the end of the school year and I think we both know what that means.”
“The potty’s gonna throw up again?” Katie suggested.
Nicole laughed, “only if she uses too much toilet paper again, although if I were the toilet and I had to deal with Taylor.”
“I heard that!” Taylor called.
Once more the door closed, and this time Mia heard the click of the door lock and came out of her hiding place and saw Katie reaching for her shirt before she noticed Mia. “Hey,” Katie said embarrassed, “don’t look.”
Mia smiled, “Katie, I used to help your sister change your diaper.”
“That was when I was a baby,” Katie responded, “now we’re friends and I’m asking for a little privacy.”
“Touché,” Mia responded as she went back into her hiding place.
“What?” Katie inquired confused.
Mia chuckled as she hid her face.
“You won’t look?” Katie questioned.
“Not until you say so,” Mia told her giant friend, “I promise.”
Several moments passed until Mia heard a light splash, “okay,” Katie told the shrunken teen, “you can look now.” Mia looked and saw Katie with only her head poking out of the bubbles and Mia smiled. Katie reached out her arm for her tiny friend, “ready to swim?” the child inquired.
Mia happily jumped onto her giant friend’s hand, “ready to swim,” the teen responded as the girl slowly lowered her into the water.
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