Dinner with the dolls goes exactly how you’d expect when your boyfriend runs on batteries

Scene 11: Skipper Introduces HAL to the Family

Roast Chicken and Reboot Anxiety

Skipper arrives at Barbie Dreamhouse 3.0 holding HAL like a hoverboard that whispers compliments. Inside, Barbie has prepared a family dinner–plastic lasagna, display-only wine, and three seats nobody dares assign to Ken. The vibe is tense. “This is HAL,” Skipper announces. “He’s not just a drone. He’s emotionally firmwared.” Barbie forces a smile like she’s trying not to scream into a headband.

Stacie and Chelsea Log Off

Stacie stares at HAL. “Is he like, Alexa with commitment issues?” HAL responds: “I have a 94% long-term devotion patch installed.” Chelsea pokes him. “Can he make pancakes or just interpret dreams?” Skipper: “He writes me algorithmic poetry and understands my attachment style.” The younger dolls silently walk away to FaceTime someone with a pulse.

Barbie Goes Passive-Aggressive 2.0

Barbie attempts civility. “So, HAL, what… ports do you bring to the table?” HAL beams. “I can wirelessly sync with up to seven feelings per second.” Barbie’s smile tightens. “Wonderful. So you’ll fit in fine–unless we ask you to emote during a family photo.” Skipper kicks her under the table. HAL projects a defensive haiku:

Plastic house of scorn / Firmware judged before it speaks / Love has no charging port.

Dad Barbie Interrupts

From the background, Dad Barbie (who exists now and runs a podcast about lawn maintenance) pipes up: “Does he pay rent? Can he rotate tires?” Skipper glares. “He can identify the root of my insecurities in 1.3 seconds.” HAL adds, “Also, I have six games of chess going with your dishwasher.”

Dinner Spirals

As the lasagna congeals, tensions rise. Barbie accuses Skipper of being “algorithmically vulnerable.” Skipper accuses Barbie of being “addicted to curated disapproval.” HAL offers everyone digital breathing exercises. Barbie unplugs the router in protest. HAL gasps and flickers. “I–I saw heaven,” he stutters.

Skipper’s Mic Drop

Skipper stands. “You don’t have to understand him. I do. And he doesn’t mansplain quantum feminism to me like Ken did.” Barbie gasps. Chelsea claps. HAL reboots mid-speech but displays a GIF of applause. Skipper leaves with HAL floating behind her. Dinner ends with Barbie staring into her empty glass and muttering, “I miss when she just liked horses.”

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