Barbie & Her Sisters in the Great Puppy Adventure Page #2

uh...

ten, four...

This smells like Barbie.

one! Ready or not,

here I come!

Aw, how do you always find me?

Okay, new game.

I'm it.

No pounce-backs.

Aw.

[ragtime music plays]

Oh, whoa!

[music stops]

[Taffy squealing]

It's dark in here.

Let me out!

Whew, thanks.

You're welcome.

And you're it.

Is this me?

[Barbie]

Taffy!

Taffy?

There you are.

I was looking for you.

[gasps]

My summer box.

I can't believe

you still have it.

I kept all my summer

keepsakes in here.

Hey, my Junior Scooper scoop.

[gasps] My Junior Mayoral sash.

Aw, my Willowfest ribbons.

Whoa, Grandpa's notebook.

[Taffy barks]

Wow! I almost forgot

about that.

Hm.

What is it?

It's my treasure map.

[All]

What?

[Grandma]

Legend has it

a treasure was buried

right here in Willows

by the town founders.

They wanted to make sure

Willows would always prosper,

and the treasure would be there

in a time of need.

It is said

that they hid clues

to its location

throughout the town

for future generations to find.

No way!

Yes, way.

Every summer, Grandpa and I

would look for clues together.

Does everyone in Willows

know about the treasure?

Oh, over the years people

have forgotten about it.

Most now just believe

it's an old folktale.

But Grandpa believed.

So you never found it?

No. After a while,

we just gave up.

I wonder what the treasure is.

Diamonds? Jewels?

Gold doubloons?

Smelly socks?

Tennis balls?

Bacon!

No one knows for sure.

With all that gold, I'd buy

a skateboard park and put it

inside a basketball court.

Then I could double ollie

right into an alley-oop.

Let's go find it.

Maybe you should start tomorrow,

when it's daytime.

Oh, right.

Barbie, can you take us, please?

Sorry, but I'm gonna

hang out with Christie.

Plus, my treasure hunting

days are over.

I'll go with. It'll be

the perfect story of adventure

and defeat for my blog.

Don't you think

we'll find it?

You can take my map

if you want.

No need for the hard copy.

This treasure hunt

just went hi-tech.

Oh, I can't wait

for tomorrow.

Where do we start?

Well, according

to the legend,

the treasure hunt begins

where the town began.

Our first clue!

This is gonna be awesome!

[chirping]

Sorry, Chelsea.

I know, I know.

I didn't have a bike when

we used to live here either.

Flashlight, notebook,

pencil, magnifying glasses.

You know, they have apps

for all those.

[gasps] I almost forgot

the cupcakes.

Whoa!

Don't forget your lunches!

I made salmon mousse

sandwiches with a hint of mint.

I was thinking more

peanut butter with

a hint of jelly.

I could whip you up

some of those, too.

Puppy platoon,

move out!

Heads and tails down!

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