his words like whipped cream on top of waffles ⸻ to say barbie was content with joker would be an understatement. that bat man clearly didn't know joker like she did. and what a pity that is! all worries fade from her visage when their hands intertwined, pearly whites bared at him. ❝ i know, i know, ❞ a pause commences, in which she shook her head to sway the few strands that blocked her vision, ❝ but for a moment there, i totally doubted my thoughts. it was like when we first met! ❞ she mused, losing track of reality as her mind was too preoccupied to remember their first encounter. barbie was hopeless and full of flaws she never even knew existed. that was, until she crossed paths with the joker. someone who acknowledged her as a doll that was perfectly perfect, at least that's what barbie thinks anyway.
another shook of the head as she returns to the real world, cerulean optics carefully watching his other hand. when he revealed the new toy, her entire demeanor lit up. a bright, hollywood - worthy smile spread upon her visage, her gaze growing wider. ❝ for me? ❞ a squeal of excitement passing glossed lips as she reached for the gun. and just like a kid would, she snatched it from his grip in an instant, bringing it closer to her face. albeit still learning the ways of the real world, barbie couldn't help the curiosity that bloomed within her living body (although that remains unknown, it's best dolls remain unaware of such thing) ⸻ she inspected it closely, first the left side, then the right side and ultimately, she ended up pointing the barrel into the only eye she had open.
❝ i know what this is, ❞ a gun, that was easy for barbie, ❝ we had guns in barbieland as well! i learned how to maneuver one on the set once, but it was a prop. i know it was because this is wayyyyy heavier than the one i had. ❞ with a swift motion, she pointed the gun towards the ceiling, trying to press the trigger. but nothing happened, ❝ is it broken? i press the thing but it doesn't work. ❞ another quick glance at her beloved gift before she cautiously pointed it downward, returning the gun. ❝ would you fix it for me? i love it and i know the next time i come across the bat person i will scare him until i get my answers. ❞