Summary: A microfic that aims to answer the following question: What if Barbie was a Sailor Guardian?
I'm Barbie. I always wear pink. Ken is visiting me today and I always blush in his presence. He's so cute and I'm in love with him. I was about to reveal my love for him when a strange black vortex appeared. A tentacle emerges from the vortex and grabs Ken.
"Let him go!" I said to the tentacle.
Ken struggles, but the tentacle refuses to let go.
"Barbie! Don't stay there, go get help!"
"NO!"
I raise my hand to the sky.
"Pink Fashion Power..."
My nails, already varnished pink, shine.
"MAKE UP!"
My body is surrounded by pink light and glitter. I dance and transform. My long pink dress gives way to a sailor uniform in two shades of pink. The uniform has a large ribbon on the chest and a small ribbon at the back of the miniskirt.
"Barbie?" Ken asks, surprised, after my transformation is complete.
"I'm the pink guardian, defender of fashion and justice! I am Sailor Barbie! Now, tentacle, leave Ken alone!"
In response, the tentacle pulls Ken into the black vortex. I scream the name of my beloved and plunge into the vortex to save him.