@chmerical said -> ❝ i’m good at a lot except for being a parent, it seems. ❞
barbie had only been staying with gloria and sasha for a few short weeks, but they were the best weeks of her whole entire life! she experienced genuine laughter juxtaposed against other emotions she'd have never had the opportunity to feel in barbieland, where everything was perfect. they laughed, cried, sighed, talked, ate junk food, went for joy-rides. it was the life, and she loved living it.
most of all, though, barbie loved seeing the interaction between sasha and gloria. it wasn't perfect by any means, but sasha didn't make it easy. she was a moody teenager whom gloria handled with grace and tenderness. it made barbie's heart ache in her chest, longing for something she'd never had, would never have the chance to have. it was so clear that sasha meant the world to gloria, so to hear the woman be so down on herself about it tore barbara to pieces.
"oh, gloria." she said, leaning in, both hands on the other woman's forearm as her brow furrowed with her growing concern. "you're the best parent i've ever seen!" that didn't account for much, and she realized as soon as she said it, cocking her head to the side with a bashful little laugh. "well, i mean, you make me feel things when i watch you with sasha. wonderful things. don't you know you two are most of the reason i wanted to be here? you're a wonderful mother. she's just being stinky right now."











