Barbie Presents: Thumbelina

Look at that.

This is so exciting, Barbie!

Isn't it?

I can't think of a better way to help the environment.

Okay, everyone, pick a tree and let's get started!

I want this one!

Oh, I've got this one!

I want this one!

This one's for me! Come on.

You're planting that?

Yes. What's wrong with it?

It's so small. Just look at it.

I think Emma's tree is beautiful.

But it's tiny.

That's true.

But even the smallest tree can make a big difference.

Really? But how?

Have a seat, everybody.

I want to tell you a story.

A story that starts in a place just like this.

In a beautiful field, filled with plants and flowers.

The field wasn't so far from a big city,

but you'd never know it:

If you visited, you would think you were miles away

from any people and you'd be right:

But that doesn't mean the field was empty:

Not even close:

Because this field held the world of the Twillerbees:

Over here!

Got it! Oh, here, here, here.

The Twillerbees were tiny:

The biggest one was no larger than a grown person's hand:

They lived among the flowers

and had a very special relationship with nature,

since they could make plants grow faster:

The Twillerbees had no contact with humans:

However, if they should ever come across one,

they were sure to hide:

But one Twillerbee in particular wasn't so timid:

Her name was Thumbelina:

And she was the bravest of them all:

Janessa! Chrysella!

Thumbelina!

I'm so glad you came.

Are you kidding?

We wouldn't miss it for the world! For the universe!

For the glactic-humungo- gimonsterly-huge-iverse!

You really finished them.

We can really, truly, honestly fly!

If Twillerbees were supposed to fly,

we would have been born with wings.

Hurry, Janessa!

Do you really think we can get good enough

to fly over the Twillerbaby patch and watch them bloom?

Sure we can!

They're blooming in just two days.

Oh. Which is plenty of time.

No more moving. Moving leads to bouncing,

bouncing leads to jouncing, jouncing leads to falling.

And I do not want to fall.

Can you imagine it?

Flying over the Twillerbuds when they open up

to reveal the teeny, tiny Twillerbabies inside.

It'll be so cute!

It won't be so cute if I fall.

Oh, you're not gonna fall. You're gonna fly.

Thumbelina!

Huh?

They work perfectly! You have to try it!

Look what you can do!

Oh, look at her fly.

It's amazing! Don't you think it's... It's amazing!

I want to try it! Don't you want to try it?

Oh! Let's try it!

No! I don't care what you say,

if there's one thing I'm absolutely not doing,

it's jumping off of this...

Oh, come on. It'll be fun.

Just look at Thumbelina! Go, Thumbelina, go!

Flap, Janessa, flap!

Thumbelina!

I'll save you, Janessa!

Okay, okay. This is good.

I... I think I've got it. I've got it!

Thumbelina! Chrysella!

Oh, my nose.

You're squishing me. Get off!

Ooh! That was fun! Let's do it again!

Chrysella, look at me.

It'll take forever to get this fluff off.

No, it won't. Just shake.

See?

Oopsie.

Chrysella! Janessa! That was amazing!

You did it! You flew!

No, we did not fly. We fell!

And I got covered with fluff.

Which looks so good with your purple dress!

But I'm surprised your hay fever didn't act up.

Chrysella! Oh, now it's in my head.

That means I'm sure to...

Thank you.

Twillerbees aren't supposed to fly, Thumbelina.

It's just not possible.

Anything's possible if you truly believe you can do it.

And you did it!

Yes, well, I guess I did manage to fly a little.

Lola!

Something's coming?

What was that?

I know! A belly rumbling!

Somebody's hungry.

Is it you, Lola?

No, that's not a Lola rumble.

If that's a belly, it's the belly of a giant.

Humans?

Humans?

We have to go home now. We'll be safer there.

But humans almost never come here.

We should check it out.

But what if they see us?

Rule number one in the Twillerbee handbook,

Twillerbees and humans don't mix!

What Twillerbee handbook?

The one I'm writing!

And everyone will follow it because it will keep us safe

and stop us from doing crazy things like flying

and peeking out at humans making loud belly-rumbling sounds.

Which even if it was a good idea, which it is not...

Huh? Hey, wait for me!

What's this for?

Hold on!

Whoa!

Right here, Lola!

Whoa!

That was so much fun!

It wasn't so bad.

Look!

Wow!

Huh?

You put sunglasses on your cat?

Isn't he an indoor cat?

Yes, but they're Natalie Chang sunglasses:

Oh, Sprinkles, I don't think you want to jump off the bed in those:

Mom? Dad?

Mmm-hmm?

Violet's cat has a pair of Natalie Chang sunglasses

and Poofles doesn't.

Is it just me, or is this a massive injustice?

You can get Poofles whatever sunglasses you want, sweetie.

Bug!

This is the place, Myron. Up here on the left.

Okay, now tell me again your plan of action.

What are humans doing here?

Whatever it is, it can't be good.

We should wait and see what they're up to.

Oh, by the way, my parents bought me an island today:

Your own island?

Pretty much: I mean, there's some random people doing whatever on it,

but my parents paid to name it after me:

So if I want to go take it over one day, I can:

What's the name of island again, Daddy?

Violet Island, sweetheart!

Real creative, Dad:

Never mind what it's called: It's mine:

That's great. And so cool

that you don't mind being the last person in the universe

to hop on the private island thing.

Hmm: So what'd you get today, anything?

Uh, yeah. And it's very original.

Daddy, I want that!

Hold on a sec. What, honey?

That field of flowers right there. I want them in my room.

Sure, sweetie. See that flower patch on our left, Myron?

Yeah, I'm going to need that whole thing

brought to our place in the city.

You got it. Carla! Rick! Bring it over!

Sure thing, boss.

Ooh! Look how big they are.

And that one's so yellow. It's like a flower.

In what way is that possibly like a flower?

I told you, it's yellow.

Just cut out this section here and load it up on the flatbed. Boss' orders.

Yeah? Sounds crazy.

Hey, we're the little guy. We don't ask, we just do.

Huh?

Did you hear something?

Hmm...

You mean something like a teeny, tiny sneeze?

Yeah.

No.

Me neither.

We should go.

Whoa, look at the giant comb.

Is it safe? I don't hear anything.

Shh! Wait.

I hear someone shushing.

That was me, Chrysella. Now keep quiet.

Someone might hear you.

If there was someone here, we'd hear them.