"Crazy Doll and the Curious Case of the Glitter Plug"
"Crazy Doll and the Curious Case of the Glitter Plug" Once upon a tipsy Saturday night, a young but Crazy Doll decided she'd had enough of Dreamhouses and plastic perfection. It was time to let loose. So she slipped into her tiniest sequin dress (held together by ambition and a single Velcro dot) and strutted into the hottest doll club in Toyland: Club Ken’t Even. Shots of glitter-rita flowed. Someone handed her a mini umbrella drink. One thing led to another, and before she knew it, she was doing the splits on the dance floor like her hinge joints depended on it. Somewhere between the conga line and a questionable dare from Just Dance, an object — let’s just say it was festive and battery-operated — found its way to a... very unexpected destination. The next morning, with a big hangover, the young Crazy Doll realized she had a foreign presence lodged where no accessory should go. Mortified but ever pragmatic, she tottered in her stilettos to her old friend and part-tim...