[magical music]
[wings flapping]
[thunder rumbles]
[whinnies]
It's time, my little one.
[mischievous music]
[thunder rumbles]
Our world depends on you now. Follow your heart.
It will always keep you safe.
[whinnies]
I got this.
[grunts]
Oh, no!
Whoa! Ooh!
Wait for me! I need something from you!
Ha!
Ugh!
Ahh!
No fair!
[whinnies]
[upbeat pop theme music]
♪ It's a beautiful thing ♪
♪ When you truly see What the world can bring ♪
♪ Make a wish ♪
♪ Share a dream ♪
♪ 'Cause magic's everywhere If you just believe ♪
♪ We can be ♪
♪ What we dream ♪
♪ With a touch of magic ♪
♪ Believe in what you see ♪
♪ We've got the recipe ♪
♪ We can be ♪
♪ What we dream ♪
♪ With a touch of magic ♪
♪♪
-Here it comes. -Here we go.
I've got it.
Whoa!
I don't got it.
[chuckling]
Don't be discouraged, Brooklyn.
For someone who just learned to surf,
you are doing amazing.
I had amazing teachers.
You, Ken, your sisters.
It's been the best summer.
I wish you could stay just a little longer.
Do you really have to go back to New York?
Where else am I gonna wear all my fave winter coats?
[giggles]
But for reals, I miss my family.
I get that.
It was hard for me spending so much time away
from my family last year.
But I loved living in New York.
I wish you could see more of my world here in Malibu.
Yeah. But we'd need magic to make that happen.
You know what I always say, anything is possible.
[thunder crashes]
Whoa!
That's a big one. Paddle!
[both panting]
[both] Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
[coughing]
You okay?
Yeah. You?
Yeah. That was so weird. It just came out of nowhere.
[whinnies]
Hey. What's that?
That's a...
[both] Baby horse?
Who brings a baby horse to the beach
and leaves it all alone?
It's okay, girl. We won't hurt you.
[whinnies]
She likes us.
[sneezes]
Um, what was that?
Maybe she came from a birthday party... at sea.
I don't know.
Anyway, let's get her in my car.
Maybe we can take her to the stables
and see if someone there recognizes her.
Good plan. Come on, cutie.
[whinnies]
[nervous yelling]
Nailed it!
Aw...
[girls giggling]
[Stacie] Ooh. I spy with my little eye
something cute and fluffy.
That's way too easy, Stacie. It's Honey.
[barking]
My turn.
I spy with my little eye...
[groaning] Need orange juice. Ugh...
Something grumpy.
Morning, Skipper!
Ugh...
-[giggling] -[phone rings]
-[Skipper] Orange juice... -Hi, Barbie. What's up?
Hey, Mom.
a little horse. So... we found
We're gonna take it to the stables.
-[girls giggling] -You guys, keep it...
What? I can't really hear you, honey.
Okay. All right, well, don't be too long.
See you later.
What are they up to for Brooklyn's last day in Malibu?
Something about making a purse on a table.
Teenagers! Right?
I'm off to work.
Bye, girls. Bye, dear.
-[both girls] Bye, Mom! -Bye, Margaret.
[Skipper mumbling]
I've gotta get going too.
I'm recording voiceover for my latest documentary,
The sleep habits of the world's most timid creature...
The Bat-eared fox.
Can you girls help me out by staying extra quiet today?
Not a problem for me. I'm going back to bed.
Don't worry, Dad, we'll find something quiet to do.
Right, Chelsea?
We'll be as quiet as a Bat-eared fox asleep in space.
Won't we, Honey?
[barking]
Whoa! Whoa!
Oh...
Could you start by taking the puppies outside?
I'll go check in the office,
see if anyone has reported losing a baby horse.
And I'll post something online,
just in case anyone knows anything.
Okay. Here we go.
Hey y'all. Barbie Brooklyn Roberts here.
One last thing to do before heading home to NYC.
Check out what we found.
What... the...
[in excitement] Whoa! Pony!
Hey! Come back!
Ooh!
Stop! [grunts]
Party crashing is not cool!
[children giggling]
[squeals] A pony!
[hooves thumping]
Hey!
I don't know who she belongs to, Barbie.
But I'm happy to keep her here as long as she's well-behaved.
Pony! Come back!
[laughs]
Who wants cake?
[gasps, yelps]
Is this your horse?
[gulps]
[laughs nervously] Uh...
-Um... -Well...
Can we go inside now? I'm tired of being quiet.
That is the exact reason we cannot go inside.
[horn honking]
Hey!
[barking]
Hi, Barbie!
Shh! Chelsea! Everyone, shush.
Dad's trying to work.
Oh, good to know. Can you guys lend us a hand?
Sure. What with?
[whinnies]
[gasps] Wow!
A pony.
Technically it's a foal.
A baby horse... we think.
Can I keep it?
-Shh!
It's okay, puppies.
Careful!
That's an original Saint Louis the 14th reproduction.
Whitaker! Stop roaming around and help me!
Moving is exhausting.
-Ugh! -Yes, dear.
Don't just stand there, get me another box for this one.
Yes, dear.
Here you go, dear.
[puppies barking]
Ugh! What riff-raff!
[girls shushing]
That is the reason we're moving.
Trey! Come out here and tell those
rude, almost, ex-neighbors of ours to be quiet.
Ah... do I have to?
next to a higher class of-- I cannot wait to be living
Oh...
Don't wait for me.
[grunting]
Ah! Ugh!
Oh!
[puppies barking]
Oh, boy. Reardon at twelve o'clock.
His family has a history of reporting us to the City
every time we even look at a new animal.
[horse whinnies]
[gasps]
Can you take her?
Yes, please.
Come on, cutie.
Come on, let's go.
[puppies barking]
Hey, Barbie. Whatcha doing?
[laughs nervously] Nothing.
Not you. The cute one.
So... moving day already?
Don't be jelly.
Not every family can own the biggest house in Malibu.
It's only two houses over
from where we currently live but way bigger.
Wanna come see?
Sure, but not right--
Not you, Roberts.
The other, cooler, Roberts.
Huh? Huh? Oh, yeah.
Appreciate the offer,
but I'm heading back to New York today so... way too busy.
Wait, what?
No! I never got a chance to impress you.
Ah... and what a tragedy that is.
Oh, well, hit me up if you're ever in New York.
I will!
And then I'll really impress you.
-Uh-huh. Bye. -Bye.
Whoa!
Who moves a tub full of bubble bath?
How else would I take a bath in our new house?
Honestly, Trey, it's like you were raised by wolves.
[laughs]
[blowing raspberry]
The baby Bat-eared fox raises its tiny head
at the sound of its mother delicately approaching.
[clattering]
[sighs] Girls!
[sighs] Let's try it again.
[in sing-song voice] Mee, may, mah, mah, moo.
[clears throat] The baby Bat-eared fox
raises its tiny head
at the sound of its...
-[clattering] -[horse whinnies]
Girls! I'm working!
[Stacie and Simone] Sorry, Dad.
[both grunting]
Why can't she stay in my room?
My room's closer. Come on, you'll love my room.
Only if she likes smelly socks.
Okay. Third time's a charm.
[clears throat]
[tongue trilling, gurgling]
The baby Bat-eared fox raises its tiny head--
-[girls yelling] -[whinnies]
[grunts]
[door slams]
Better not be trying to sneak another pet in here.
What the... [muffled yell]
Everything's fine.
Explain. Now.
[door creaks open]
[both gasp]
-[both sigh] -It's just you.
What are you doing?
I meant hide her in the backyard.
You could've been a little more specific.
No time, no time. We're in crisis mode here.
Help us get her outside.
[Skipper stuttering]
Okay. I still need an explanation!
[girl] Shh!
[boy] Ooh! Pretty feather.
Huh?
[grunts]
Hey.
Ah-ha!
[sniffling]
[groans] Ha!
Thanks!
[snoring]
Uh... I don't think it's normal for a baby horse
to sleep like that.
I don't think there's anything normal about her.
Hey. What's this?
A feather? Did that come from her?
Hello there. Did you miss me?
You have to move, Trey, before we can miss you.
Again... not talking to you.
I got to thinking. Life is short.
What do you say we go get some decaf kombuchas?
It just wouldn't be fair if you left Malibu
without experiencing the full Reardon effect.
Hmm, somehow I think I'll live.
[leaves rustling]
Uh... uh... you know what? Life is short.
Mm-hmm.
-What? -You will?
[mutters] Horsei-gay Treeti-gay.
Huh?
a great plan. Oh... Oh... That sounds like
You two head on out.
You will not be disappointed.
I just uploaded all my baby pictures.
Meet me out front.
Whoa! Oh!
Sis, you owe me.
I know. Thank you.
Okay, girl, let's get you... What? Where are you?
[whinnies]
How did you... Never mind. It's okay.
Stay still. I'll be right...
Whoa!
[horse snorts]
You can fly.
[horse snorts]
How totally normal.
Oh!
You really saw her fly?
Well, more of a float.
One question.
Why is this all happening in my room?
The smell of Stacie's socks seems to calm her.
They probably remind her of a stable.
Horse, feathers, tree top, floats...
No matter how I put the words in the search bar
it keeps coming up with the same thing.
The legend of Pegasus.
I knew it. She's a magical flying horse.
I think I'll call her
Lady Pegasus Peanut Butter Horsington the Third.
-Peggy for short. -[whinnies]
She likes her name.
Okay. Think, Barbie.
She appeared on the beach
after a really big wave and a sudden thunderstorm.
Why?
I bet she lives in a magical land
and the storm knocked her out of her nest.
Uh-huh. Okay.
But if she's a flying horse, where are her wings?
Whatever you are,
I sure wish I knew how to get you home.
Wow. Are you seeing this?
[waves crash]
Yup. Definitely magical.
[gasps]
Uh, is now really the best time to post on social media?
I'm not posting, I'm researching.
Okay. The giant wave brought her here.
Maybe one can take her back.
[gasps] Look!
There is a huge swell coming in at sunset tonight.
I need to get Peggy to the beach.
And here's a video of me on my first yacht.
You're, like, seven.
Yeah, my parents waited
until I was old enough to appreciate it.
They didn't wanna spoil me.
That didn't happen until I was ten,
when I got my first private jet.
Ooh! I have a video.
[horn honks]
Brooklyn! Someone needs to go home.
Now!
You're just jealous
Barbie is spending her last few minutes in Malibu with me.
Yes. That is exactly right.
I am talking about Brooklyn so we need to leave now.
Uh... oh... orse-hay flying-fay ave-way... omay...
Uh... no... just get over here.
Huh? Ah, yeah. Sure. Later, Trey.
What? Wait!
Huh? How much is this stuff?
[laughing]
I see you.
And she didn't even drink her decaf kombucha.
[panting]
[engine sputters]
Ah-ha!
-Hey! -I need this!
I'll bring it back, I promise.
Oh, come on! No! That's my Gram-Gram's.
She's magic? For reals?
A Pegasus. Peggy for short.
And you had a vision of her on the beach?
I don't know what I saw
but I know she doesn't belong here
and we've gotta get her back home
before something bad happens.
[whinnies]
Bad. Like maybe someone chasing us?
Whoever that is, Peggy sure doesn't like her.
[tires squealing]
She's gaining on us. Can't you go any faster?
Not if I wanna be a safe and legal driver.
-[tires squealing] -Watch out!
-Ah! -Coming through!
-My pretzel! -Watch it!
to get away from that girl. Oh, I wish there was a way
Oh, whoa, whoa...
Ah! [splats] Ugh!
What happened?
I don't know.
I said it, it happened, I'll take it.
[groans]
[horse blows raspberry]
Dude, that was sick! Right!
Aw, yeah.
[panting] Did... did we miss it? The huge swell?
Oh, yeah, it was killer. It was, like, wham!
Then... [whooshes] boom!
Epic. There won't be waves like that again ever.
Ugh. We're too late.
[whinnies]
I'm so sorry, Peggy. But don't you worry.
I'll get you home... somehow.
[whinnies]
There is so much more I wanna know.
I wish I didn't have to go back yet.
[whinnies]
[phone beeps]
It's my parents. They want me to meet them?
Uh... that's my neighbors. The Reardon's old house.
Weird.
[knocking on door]
Mom. Dad. What are you doing here?
I got a temporary transfer to LAX.
I'll be flying out of Los Angeles this year.
We know how much you loved
spending your summer with Barbie.
So, when we saw this house come up on the market,
all the cards just fell into place.
So, I'm staying in Malibu?
For a while anyway.
Uh... if that's what you want.
-[girls squealing] -Woo-hoo! Yes!
I can't believe it!
You're staying. You can help me get Peggy home.
What should we do first?
Find out who that scooter girl is.
[scooter engine sputters]
Here's your dumb scooter.
[gasps] You brought it back!
Duh. I promised and a glyph never breaks her promise.
We're tricksters, not thieves.
Although I do see how that can be confusing.
A glyph?
Uh... Oops... Ah!
I shouldn't have said that.
[gasps]
Forget!
[twinkling]
Uh, what were you saying?
And... ew... why is my scooter all sticky?
Because someone outplayed me.
And I assure you that it won't happen again.
[laughing maniacally]
♪♪