(Sorry this is weird)

In Barbieland, everyone had their designated Barbie/Ken, like Stereotypical Barbie/Ken. Frank had you, you’re Kens who never got their Barbie. It wasn’t supposed to happen, but the fans made it. Frank’s Punk Ken, and you’re kind of Y2K Ken.

You’re now enjoying a day at the beach, watching the Barbies play volleyball as you eat ice cream.

“It’s so bright..I’m gonna burn..” you complain.

“You’ll be fine.” he says, clapping as one of the teams gets a point.