Prologue: Bedtime Stories...

Running away was most likely the dumbest, and best, decision that he had ever made. He leaned against his suitcase, eyeing the busy traffic in the airport that he was currently hiding out in. It was a small one, far from his home so chances of anyone recognizing him were very low. He tugged on his hood lower over his face still, just in case word already got out clear out here that he was missing. It wouldn't hurt to be extra careful. Shifting slightly, he started to the gate that had just opened up. A call for passengers to board crackled over the intercom, nearly making him jump in surprise. Tightening his grip on his suitcase handle, he pushed his way silently to the plane that was going to take him far away from here...and closer to his dreams.

Glancing back as he entered the gateway, he spotted police officers rushing over to talk to the security officers that he had barely managed to slip past. His heart thudded loudly as he turned, this time almost running to the plane. Looks like his time was running short.

~Present Day~

"What happened next Daddy? Did the prince managed to get away from his gilded cage?" A small blonde girl asked as she nuzzled up to the middle aged man that was sitting on the edge of her toddler bed.

The man paused, looking at the growing sleepy child that was fighting to stay awake. Smiling softly, he bent down and kissed the top of her head. "Well you see Kelly, he made it onto his flight and fled the country. Finding himself broke, he got a job on a small farm in the middle of no where to pay for his college fund. It was there that he met the farmer's two beautiful daughters. Eventually, he asked the younger of the two girls to marry him. And you know what she said?"

Kelly stifled a yawn, her eyes sparkling with delight despite how tired she was. "She said yes. You got to be crazy to say no if a prince proposes to you."

A chuckle escaped him, even as he shifted his weight, moving the child so that she was laying down in her bed. "Night sweeties."

"Night Daddy!" Kelly was joined by a slightly older version of herself that was snuggled deep in the small child's bed covers. The room also had a crib that had a still form sleeping peacefully in it. Straightening, he kissed both of his older daughters on the forehead good night, before walking over and bending down to kiss the newest member of his family gently on her forehead as well.

Walking out the door, he reached over and flipped the lights off. "I'll see you three in the morning." Mumbles of okay escaped the two young residents that could speak, letting him know that they heard him.

Calmly walking down the hall, he took the steps two at a time, a smile on his face as he heard the familiar sound of an argument rising up from the living room. Leaning over the stair-rail, he spoke firmly, calling out to the bickering siblings. "Todd! Tutti! Stacie! Bedtime guys!"

"Already?" A boy with brown hair briefly popped out of the living room, glancing at the old grandfather clock that was sitting in the entryway. "Uh... I guess it is late. Race you!" He took off running suddenly, causing yelps of hey rising up from behind him.

Two more girls, one a female version of the boy while the other was a blonde that appeared to be in her preteen years, came tearing after the boy. The man stepped to the side to let the three of them get past him easily, shaking his head at their antics. "No running in the house kids!"

"Sorry Dad!" They slowed down comically so.

Rolling his eyes skyward, he went down the stairs and walked into the living room to see a teen brunette with highlights typing away on her laptop. "Don't stay up too late Skipper."

"I won't Dad... honest." Skipper smiled as she looked up at her father, seemingly looking a bit too eager. "Have you heard from Barbie yet?"

A sigh escaped him as he sank low into one of the wornout armchairs in the room. "No, not yet. I'm sure that she'll let us know if she gets the part."

Skipper frowned at that, before turning to look at her laptop. "I see. Doesn't she usually contact us by now about how she got the role that she wanted?"

~Meanwhile on the Other side of Town~

A blonde teen wiped fruitlessly at her eyes as tears streamed down her face. "A tree! Who could they possibly find to play the role of the princess that was better at portraying her than myself?"

The blonde teen boy that was sitting across from her fiddled nervously with his straw. "I have no idea Barbie. Maybe you should call your family and tell them that you didn't get the part that you wanted."

A sigh escaped her as she stared unseeingly at her own milkshake. "That's the thing Ken. If I tell them that, they'll ask what part I did get. And it's a tree! A tree! I haven't played the role of a tree since I was Kelly's age."

Ken frowned, uncertain on how to cheer up his childhood friend. "Come on... it can't be that bad!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a brunette waltz through the cafe's door, her hair swaying as she moved. Spotting them, she wandered lazily over to them. "Ken! Did you hear? I'm playing Princess Flora in the upcoming movie Woodland Princess!" She slid into the booth next to Ken, making him shift closer to the wall.

"Raquel!? Who got the role instead of me?!" Barbie narrowed her eyes, anger flaring up inside of her upon learning that it was her arch-nemesis that had gotten the role she had so desperately wanted.

Raquel smiled sinisterly at her, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Why yes... I guess Miss Perfect just wasn't perfect enough for this movie."

Barbie growled, standing up abruptly. "I've got to go. It's getting late and I'm sure Dad is wondering where I am. Ken? Can you tell the director that I'm not interested in being a mere tree. I won't be working on this movie." Turning, she stormed out of the cafe.

Ken swallowed hard as he eyed Raquel. "Are you going to let me out? I need out."

"Sure thing Kenny." Raquel purred, unaware how Ken wrinkled his nose at that, but made quick work at darting out the door after Barbie.

Ken shook his head as he approached Barbie, grabbing the door handle for her. "You wouldn't mind driving me back to my place now would you?"

"Uh..? Oh! Ken!" Barbie smiled, lighting up as she realized that he had followed her. "I would love to take you home for you. Hop on in."

A/N: This is a rewrite of a much older story. That I never finished. Anyways. This time around, I gave Barbie a lot more siblings but none of them are OCs. If you Google Barbie and Family, you will find out that it depends on what time period on who her sisters are. And the only two that are the same age are Todd and Tutti. Of course, they were designed to be twins in the first place. They're older than Chelsea but younger than Stacie. Kelly is close to Chelsea in age but still younger. There's also a baby that didn't stick around for long named Krissy. When you look at all of the siblings instead of whoever it is that is out right now, there is no crazy age gap between the youngest two (Stacie and Chelsea) Ok...there is a bit of an age gap between Kelly and Krissy, but it isn't one so bad that you're left confused on how that happened. Since that age gap can happen in real life.

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