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? Whoa, oh-oh-oh ?

? So much to see ?

? So much to do ?

? Let's share a dream ?

? Make it come true ?

? Us girls' got ?

? The right combination ?

? Make our way To new destinations ?

? Imagine all The possibilities ?

? Hey, hey, hey ?

? You can be anything ?

? Hey, hey, hey ?

? Barbie's here, gonna sing ?

? Hey, hey, hey ?

? Adventure Yeah, that's our thing ?

? It's the Dreamhouse Adventures ?

[birds chirping]

[yawns]

Guys! Wake up!

You're missing a spectacular morning.

Oh, no! Who ate the brownies?!

Yep, there was a thief among us.

The worst kind of thief.

The double-chocolate, pecan-marshmallow brownie kind.

The only question was, "Who?"

? Oh, oh, brownies You so good ?

? Make me feel like... ?

? Robin Hood ? [giggles]

Well, that was bad.

But you, my friends, are the best batch ever.

Uh-uh Chels'.

But I was just...

Dad?

[chuckles] Oh, my...

[scoffs] What some people won't do to get a taste of one of your brownies.

Hey!

[clears throat]

How did that get in there?

[chuckles] That's so weird. Hmm?

Alright. Everyone front and center.

And that includes you, too, Skipper and Stacy.

[groans] Fine.

Oh, man.

We all know the rules.

My special double-chocolate

pecan-marshmallow brownies

are only for the family camping trip,

around the campfire on the second night,

when Dad tells us ghost stories. It's tradition!

But they're so good!

Do we really have to wait?

One little sample can't hurt.

Tell that to the batch of 2016.

[gasps]

[both muttering]

- Uh... - Uh...

[gasps] Uh...

[giggles]

I guess it is pretty hard to stop

once that delicious taste hits the tongue.

- Impossible, really. - So we all agree?

No samples, treats or tastes of the brownies

until we're sitting around the campfire?

[Count Dracula voice] I've been working on my scariest ghost story yet.

[creepy laughing]

Keep working on it, Dad.

[laughing]

Are you sure we have everything?

If, by everything, you mean the brownies?

Then, yes, got 'em right here.

- I'll hold them. - Thanks, Chelsea, but I got this.

OK! I think that's it! We're heading out.

- Whoo-hoo! - All aboard!

[laughing]

Are we there yet?

[dad] No, dear, we're still in the driveway.

But don't worry, it won't take long.

Assuming there's no traffic.

[cheering and laughing]

[traffic sounds]

Hey, girls! Just passed another mile marker.

The third one this hour. Oooh.

We're here!

Time to get our camping on!

[snoring]

Seriously, guys. We gotta make camp.

[yawns] What's the rush?

Well, I guess there isn't one.

Assuming you don't mind running into a few bears.

[all] Bears?!

Alright! Yeah!

OK, last thing to do is put away the brownies.

- [all] I'll do it. - Thanks guys, but I got this covered.

- [all] Aww! - Sheesh.

Hmm...

- [chuckles] - [clears throat]

[animal howls]

Skipper, can we change places?

I don't want to sleep by the door.

Why? There's nothing to be afraid of out here.

Except bears.

- [howling] - [gasps]

Don't worry about the bears.

If we leave them alone they'll leave us alone.

I think I can leave them more alone if I sleep over there.

I'll sleep by the door.

[rustling]

Hmm.

[Barbie] Whatcha up to, Mom?

Ow! Barbie! I was...

I was just making sure all the food was put away.

Are you sure you weren't looking for these?

Oh... [laughs]

Why on earth would I be looking for...

You know, um,

I'm just gonna go to bed now.

- Night! - Night.

Was Mom looking for the brownies?

- Yep. - [chuckles]

I can't believe anyone would try to get a sneak taste.

I mean, who can't wait one more day?

Right? They're good, but they're not that good.

OK, they are that good.

But, it's tradition.

Right. And if there's one thing

we Roberts love, it honoring our traditions.

No one's gonna bother those brownies

until tomorrow's campfire.

- Goodnight. - [Skipper] Goodnight!

[Chelsea] Goodnight, Barbie.

[owl hoots]

[rooster crows]

[Barbie gasps] Oh, no!

- [gasps] What? - Wait, what's going on?

- You OK? - Barbie?

Who ate the brownies?!

Who could have done such a thing?

My ghost stories depend on those brownies.

The whole trip is ruined now.

How can life even go on?

- Too much? - A tad.

We all need to calm down and solve this problem.

How can we solve the problem when someone ate the problem?

We don't know that for sure.

Maybe someone just misplaced them.

Why don't we each go over what we did last night?

Uh..

Why are you looking at me?

Barbie saw you in the camper.

Did you go straight to bed after that?

OK, fine. I went back in.

Ah-ha! She did it!

I didn't. Honest!

But...

[snoring]

I was having a hard time sleeping since...

[gibberish]

Well, you know how your father snores out here.

It's not my fault.

My nostrils have a hard time adjusting to so much fresh air.

Anyway... I decided to check on the brownies.

To make sure Barbie put them in a safe place.

Let's just see...

Hmm?

Oh, yes!

A little peeksy can't hurt.

Oh, my!

Oh, my. My, my, my...

Just a nibble! Who would know?

Nobody! That's who! Do it.

- Mm... - Stop!

One bite leads to two, and then three,

and then before you know it, they're all gone.

You need the brownies. You deserve the brownies.

Don't listen to her.

You'll never forgive yourself.

And worse, they will never forgive you.

- Do it! - Stop!

- Do it, do it! - Ooh!

- Oh! - Please, don't.

Ahhh... No. They'll taste better with the whole family.

No, they won't!

No, no, no! Wait!

So, you opened the container but didn't eat them?

Not one bite.

Not even a tiny nibble?

You did smell awful chocolaty when you got back to the tent.

- Ah-ha! - What?

You were awake after Mom got back?

Well, yes, but, wait a second...

Ah-ha! He did it!

[both gasping]

Dad! How could you?

- [all] Dad! - I didn't.

But I did leave the tent because...

Well...

[snoring]

[sniffs]

Chocolate...

Oh, wait. Chocolate?

But then I heard something.

[chomping sounds]

I wasn't sure what it was

so I thought I better check around.

Make sure you guys were safe.

[gasps]

Don't mess with Georgie Roberts.

[squeals]

Huh?

[chuckles] Phew.

- [growling] - What's that?

OK. Probably just another squirrel.

There's absolutely nothing to be...

- [roars] - [yelps]

Can't catch me, can't catch me.

[panting]

[laughs]

Wow. I'm being silly.

It's just a squirrel.

Well, and since squirrels love brownies,

I just better make sure they're OK.

Ah, good little brownies.

Good. Safe and sound.

Eat them.

Eat them all before anyone else does.

- George! - Don't listen to her.

She's the fun police. Eat them. Eat them all!

- Huh? - You're coming with me.

- [grunting] - I know you'll do the right thing, George!

[nervous laugh]

Phew.

[door opens, closes]

I don't know, Dad. Sounds pretty fishy.

OK, the angel and devil part might have been an exaggeration but the rest of it is true.

Did you ever find what was making the sound?

Unfortunately, no.

Ah-ha! So how do we know it even happened?

- I have a witness. - Me?

When you were out of your tent, don't you remember seeing me?

Sorry, I don't remember. Probably because I wasn't awake.

- You weren't? - Uh-uh.

I was sleepwalking.

Hey, Skip. Heading to the restroom?

- [groans] - OK.

Remember to close the camper door when you're done.

Don't want any wild animals getting into the camper.

[groans]

[mumbling]

Chocolate...

Oh, the brownies!

They called to me!

They, uh, they want me to eat them.

Well, I can eat just one.

[laughs]

Oh, I can't. I can't just eat one!

Must... escape... the brownies!

No!

[yelps]

Seriously? The sleepwalking excuse?

Uh, yeah.

Why would I tell you I woke up if I had eaten the brownies?

She did come back empty-handed.

Ah-ha! And what were you doing up?

Itching, mostly.

- [buzzing] - Ow! Ow! Ow!

[grunts]

Oh! [grunts]

[groans]

[grunting]

Itch, itch!

Ouch, ouch, ouch! Ouch, ouch, ouch!

Oh, come on. Come on, there's gotta be something

that stops itching in here.

Ah-ha!

Ah, so much better.

[buzzing]

Mmm-hmm. What have we here?

Oh, my precious brownie.

I could nibble you, or bite you,

or maybe even devour you in one big gulp.

And who would ever know?

[grunts]

Oh, enough already! Get away from me!

[grunting]

Hi-ya!

[gasps]

[slow motion] No...!

Phew. What was I thinking?

You weren't, Stace'. Not thinking at all.

Right. I'm putting this back and no one will ever know.

- [buzzing] - Oh, except you!

But you won't tell, will you? [groans]

See?

The mosquito told you not to eat the brownie?

Not in so many words, but it did the trick.

I didn't eat anything.

Well, I guess that just about does it.

Just about.

It wasn't me! I swear.

I mean, it could have been me, but it wasn't.

- [owl hooting] - [gasps]

[snoring]

Doctor Wiggles, did you hear that?

Doctor Wiggles?

Oh, no! I left her in the camper!

Doctor Wiggles?

Where are you?

[exclaims] There you are!

[straining]

- Gotcha! - [roaring]

OK. So everyone had an opportunity to eat the brownies,

yet everyone claims they didn't.

Something here doesn't add up.

Huh. You're right.

There's still one person we haven't heard from.

Barbie Roberts! You ate the brownies!

Me?

Can you believe it?

My family was accusing me

of eating the very brownies I baked for them.

It felt pretty bad being accused

of something I knew I hadn't done.

How could I have done it, when I'm the one

who found them missing in the first place?

Sounds like the perfect cover to me.

Uh-huh. She finds herself in the camper,

cracks open the lid to check on them...

The aroma hits her like a ton of bricks!

Bing, bang, boom. The brownies are toast!

It's the perfect crime, really.

Sure, it would be, if it were true!

I was the one who mixed them, baked them and packed them.

Don't you think if I had wanted to eat them

I'd have done so already?

- Well.. - I suppose.

- I guess. - Good point.

- Or... - Or what?

- It was aliens. - Aliens?

- What? - Aliens.

Barbie is awakened by a scary sound.

She goes to investigate, and what does she see?

A glowy light just above the camper.

[talking gibberish]

[all gasping]

Hi! I'm Barbie Roberts.

[talking gibberish]

[laughs] It's a pleasure to meet you, too.

What can I do for you?

[talking gibberish]

Hungry, got it.

What would you like to eat?

[talking gibberish]

No! You can't eat my family.

[talking gibberish]

Wait!

I have something way better.

[talking gibberish]

- Ooh! - Aah!

Smells yummy, right?

They're all yours as long as you promise to get back in your spaceship

and not eat anyone.

[talking gibberish]

Bye!

[Chelsea] As Barbie waved goodbye to the aliens

she knew that sacrificing the brownies

was a small price to pay for saving our entire family.

Well? What do you think?

[all laughing]

Chelsea, honey, I don't know if I believe in aliens,

but I do know that was a great story.

- Your best one yet! - Thanks.

You know, all this brownie craziness made me remember

how much fun have together.

No matter where we are or what we're doing.

Yeah, being together's way more important than anything else.

Even your brownies, Barbie.

Not that they aren't important, because they are.

I can always make more brownies.

Family time is what these trips are really about.

So, what do you say we get on with our family time?

- Anyone hungry? - Me!

- Absolutely. - Starving!

I'll get the grill going.

I'll get the hot dogs.

- Mmm. This is good. - Do we have relish?

This is my favorite, it's so good!

Hm. What's this?

[sniffs]

Double-chocolate, pecan-marshmallow brownies!

Hmm.

What the... [gasps]

[huffing]

[stomach growling]

Oh, you're hungry?

[growls]

- Uh.. - [all laughing]

What is it, Barbie?

Don't panic, but..

- [growls] - [all] Bear!

[all screaming]

What do we do?

- Everyone, in the camper! - Go, go, go!

[growls]

[belches]

So, our camping trip ended a little sooner than expected.

Hey, at least we found the thief.

Well, we may not be in the woods,

and we may not have any brownies,

but we can still sit around the campfire

and tell ghost stories.

- Who's ready to be scared? - You know it!

- Me! - I am!

Absolutely!

Hang on one sec.

- [all gasping] - Whoo-hoo!

Because you never know when you might find yourself

in a double-fudge pecan-marshmallow brownie emergency.

[all laughing]

That's my girl.

You guys ready?

- Yeah! - Sure.

- Yep! - Yep! [laughing]

Gather round, if you dare!

[laughing maniacally]

And it's all true! Except for the aliens part,

but don't tell Chelsea that. [giggles]

This trip made me realize that before accusing anyone of anything,

it's best to get the whole story.

And, when it comes to my special double-chocolate,

pecan-marshmallow brownies,

it's always best to make a back-up batch.

Mmm. Yum.

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