both hands delicately hover to hide the mouth — a manifestation of barbie's anticipation for gift giving surpassing even the enthusiasm for the holidays.. there was something too special about seeing another unwrap a present, knowing or otherwise what it contains. the way their eyes lit up with joy and the way a wide smile spreads across their features, as they return to the past, when they were kids and everything much easier. kids deserve to be happy and, unfortunately, for barbie everyone's a kid of someone else. which doesn't leave anyone she knows without a little present. cerulean optics observe chrissy intently, as if not to miss the peak of joy. a melodic chuckle escapes her throat upon hearing chrissy's first verbal reaction. hands clapped together as her fingers interlaced. ❛❛ yay, i'm so happy you're happy with it. at first i was thinking maybe i should bring you there and let you get your own bear, but then i thought about it and i couldn't spare you the element of surprise. ❜❜ unable to contain herself, she involuntarily spills the beans —. it was extremely difficult for her to keep such a secret hidden as it often overflowed her psyche. the compulsion to divulge or bestow presents promptly upon acquisition was simply insurmountable. ❛❛ luckily, i found something you can choose from. you have to come with me to the christmas market but you'll be picking what we'll do there. how's that sound? ❜❜
barbie has arrived to your inbox, chrissy. and guess what? she brought a pink care bear to which she put a santa hat on before badly wrapping it up. it was pretty obvious what was behind the red paper wrap, but barbie hopes the gesture overthrows the awful wrapping job she's done. ❛❛ this belongs to you. i thought i should give it to you before we go to the christmas market. i just couldn't wait until christmas. i hope you like it? ❜❜
---☁︎。⋆。 Chrissy's eyes absolutely lit up at the present. "You didn't have to get me anything," she nearly whispered out, taking the package from Barbie's hands. But the thought and excitement the woman showed made Chrissy excited to open it. The teen had a small hunch on what it could have been, but the excitement didn't lessen even as the younger carefully unwrapped the paper. (Chrissy had always been the type to make sure wrapping paper was taken off without any tears or rips. As pristine as she could keep it.) "Love-A-Lot Bear," she answered with a bit of aw in her voice, adjusting the little bear's hat. "Oh, I love it a lot," a giggle was evident in her voice at the slight pun. "Thank you. This really just started everything off in such a good spirit!"