It was close to the Christmas season, Felicity, Estelle, and Eloise were going to a dance studio, their parents thought it would be good for all of them to take ballet lessons. While they were there, they were all talking and trading stories with each other until their class would start, they were still dressed in their street clothes until their teacher would come. There was a little girl who seemed to be a little lost as she was walking around, wearing her blonde hair down, and had a pink short-sleeved shirt with white shorts and light pink shoes.

"Hello, can we help you?" Estelle asked the blonde hair girl.

The girl looked to them and blinked a little shyly.

"It is okay, you do not have to be scared by us..." Felicity soothed.

"We can be your new friends," Eloise said, friendly with anyone new she would meet, especially if they were a kid around her age group. "I'm Eloise, I'm six!"

The girl blinked. "I'm Kelly..." she whispered.

"Nice to meet you, Kelly, I'm Estelle and this is my cousin, Felicity." Estelle introduced herself and her cousin.

"H-Hi..." Kelly greeted a little nervously and shyly. "Do you guys go to my school?"

"I am sorry, Kelly," Felicity said soothingly to the girl still. "We do not."

"Oh..." Kelly frowned. "Well... I guess we can all be friends."

"Oh, that would be absolutely lovely!" Eloise beamed.

Kelly looked to Eloise. "You seem familiar... Haven't I seen a magazine with your picture on it with a woman for France once?"

"That's my mother!" Eloise chirped. "Mommy and I go to Paris all the time!"

"That's right, your mother is Darla Fudo, related to famous detective: Atticus James Fudo." Kelly said.

"That's my father." Estelle said.

"Sorry that I am not famous like my relatives..." Felicity said softly.

"What do your parents do, Felicity?" Kelly asked.

"My papa is an organist and my maman does not talk about her work often..." Felicity gave a shrug. "She has met a lot of interesting people though..."

A young adult woman walked over to the girls. "Hello, girls."

"Hello, ma'am." the girls greeted.

"Hi, Barbie." Kelly greeted, slightly blushing.

The woman, Barbie, giggled. "Yes, some may know me as that... I have your ballerina leotards and tights ready so we can preform our show for your friends and families this winter." she gestured to the dance clothes for them.

"I hope we do really great, ma'am." Estelle said, politely.

"I'm really nervous..." Kelly shuffled her feet.

"Don't worry, Kelly," Barbie soothed her younger sister. "You'll have your new friends here with you. Try not to dwell on your worries..."

The girls then went to get changed, they wore their old shoes on the first trip, but Kelly already had slippers. Barbie got them all settled and let them practice Swan Lake for their big Christmas show. Kelly was still very nervous, Barbie decided to stop and have a talk with her about her stage fright.

"Um, Barbie, where do we get the ballet shoes?" Estelle asked.

"Someone should be coming by with them any minute now," Barbie assured her. "I made a nonstop delivery for today, so whoever's going to come with them should be here soon."

"My maman told me when she was younger she could not tie ballet slippers," Felicity said as she stared at her black boots. "She wore her sneakers."

Eloise couldn't help but giggle to that and smiled. "This is great, I'll get to be a real ballerina! Oh, I hope Mommy can come to the show..." she sighed a little. "I miss her so much..."

"I'm sure she'll come to the show." Estelle said.

Barbie continued to soothe Kelly, then heard a knock at the door and went to answer it. "Yes?"

"Shoe delivery..." a kindly old woman with ivory hair and ruby-red lips walked over with a box and set it down, then gave Barbie a clipboard to sign. "Sign here, please."

"Certainly." Barbie nodded and signed it.

The elderly woman looked at the girls and smiled at them. The girls smiled back as friendly as they could.

"Felicity," the woman read the first name, having a glimmer in her eye, appearing from nowhere. "That's a lovely name, child..."

"Papa said he named me after a very special woman in his life..." Felicity explained, referring to her long deceased paternal grandmother.

"Your papa sounds like a nice man..." the woman smiled back, she gave the slippers to her. "Eloise?"

"That's me!" Eloise beamed as she took her shoes and went off.

"And... Ah... Estelle..." the woman smiled as she took out the last pair of slippers.

"That would be me, ma'am." Estelle said before she took her shoes.

The woman smiled and gave her the shoes, they seemed to glow for now, but they stopped after she slipped them on. Barbie put on the music and had the girls practice for their little show. Kelly was doing better than earlier, but she still was a little rusty, she was just afraid of stage fright. Eloise seemed like a natural. Felicity wasn't perfect, but did well for a beginner. And for Estelle, she was doing magnificent and then her shoes began to glow again, transporting her to the past.

Barbie decided to comfort Kelly about her stage fright.

"W-What happened to Estelle?" Eloise looked a little worried.

"Sacre bleu, she has vanished!" Felicity gasped.

Barbie looked to the scene in slight worry. "Oh, dear..." she put a hand to her mouth. "What happened?"

"Those ballet shoes Estelle got must have been magical ballet shoes." Eloise guessed.

"They were..." the delivery woman walked over with a small smile. "I sense good in her heart and I thought it would be good use... I'm sorry, I didn't mean for her to be transported so quickly."

"You look very familiar, ma'am..." Felicity said to her. "Who are you?"

The woman gently patted her on the head. "A secret for now, but we are closer than you think, Felicity."

"How do you know my name?"

"Let's just say we're related..." the woman winked to her.

"Can't we get her back?" Eloise frowned.

"She will come back, but only after Barbie tells you the story about The Nutcracker." The old lady said.

Barbie agreed, she held Kelly close and decided to it as Eloise and Felicity sat down to heat the story as well. "You see, Clara lost her parents when she was very young. She and her little brother Tommy were being raised by their Grandfather Drosselmayer. He loved them, but he was very stern..." she started to narrate the story.