I'm on writers block for my previous story …. So I came up with story in the meantime… and I just read a Toy Story Woody and Jessie FanFic and I adored it 3

And on top of that I saw that there are hardly any WoodyXJessie stories so yeah. Let's get on with it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Toy Story and its wonderful characters J Also, just a warning:

1.Its rated M for Later chapter(s).

2.They aren't actually toys in this here story

Enjoy it otherwise! RXR

"Jessie! This here cat is on the furniture again!"

"I'll be right there Pete! Just finishin' off some egg collectin'." Called Jess from outside their little cottage. Jessie indeed was not collecting any eggs but merely resting on the river bank in her swim suit. She had been trying to dry off from her early morning swim this morning, and had succeeded as it was a day that had begun with extreme temperatures. The young girl grabbed her towel, adjusting it around her body so it was unable to fall and did a lovely stretch before slipping on her cowgirl boots.

"JESSIE! GET HERE NOW! He's rippin' material off my leather chair!" Stinky Pete's voice echoed through the house. Jessie cringed at the high pitch of Pete's voice.

"Yeah yeah Pete, we have all day to fix that rip! Don't get yourself all worked up!" She laughed strolling into the cabin.

"No we do not have all day! The Sheriff will be here in a few minutes and you're still walking around in that dog-garn costume of yours!" Jessie's mouth dropped to the ground before rushing off to find a needle and thread, ignoring the last part about her costume.

There ain't no way in hell am I going to change into my dress anytime soon today, maybe I'll just change into my shorts and t-shirt once I'm done with that couch, Jessie thought to herself.

"What happened to him arriving in a few minutes Pete? It's almost 2 PM… in other words it's been five hours!" complained Jessie as she threw herself onto the couch as she finished with cleaning the house. She looked up after not hearing an answer back from Pete.

"Pete?" She called again.

Silence.

Removing the hand that was shielding her eyes from the extreme sun rays, Jessie slowly lifted herself up onto the wooden floor boards and headed to the back porch hoping to find him there. Along her way, she found a small note on the kitchen counter. She stopped before picking it up. It read:

Dear Jessie

I've gone to the town to go find the sheriff instead, I might be a while so feel free to grab your horse and come and join me.

Pete Xx

"Finally! Something fun to do!" She ran out the kitchen grabbing her hat off the hook and completely forgetting she had on only her costume.

"Hey Lucille! You ready to go down to town, Girl?" Her horse neighed in response and pushed itself up onto its hind legs as if to say, 'Heck yeah!'

Jessie giggled at her horses actions awhile placing herself on her back, WITHOUT a saddle might I add. Jessie was ever one for safety; she just believed that you only live once so why waste the opportunity on protecting yourself your whole life?

"C'mon, ride like the speed of lightning Girl, YAH!" The two raced down the river towards the town, seeing as the way along the road was far too long; they decided to take another route. Truth be told, Lucille was the fastest horse around these parts, however many were saying the Sheriffs horse was just as fast, perhaps even faster others would say. Jessie was determined to find out who this horse was.

On their way, they went passed a notice that read:

THIS PROPERTY BELONGS TO THE SHERIFF.

DO NOT PASS THIS POINT UNLESS YOU HAVE A VALID REASON.

Jessie halted her horse. "We'll have to go around…" She replied jumping off and landing next to Lucille. Her horse shook its head as it followed her around the fence. Jessie marveled at the amazingly massive cabin that she saw before her.

"I always wanted to see what this house looked like from the back…" She sighed in awe. Her horse bumped her with its nose on her back as if to ask her to move faster, in case they got caught. Jessie rolled her eyes.

"Quit being such a Scairdy-Cat! Nothing is gonna happen! And look! I can see the town… RACE YOU THERE!" She yelled shoving Lucille and running to the town in front of her, laughing hysterically. Lucille gazed at her owner as if she was stupid before dashing after her. Jessie ran as fast as her long legs could take her, only then remembering she had on her swimming costume from this morning. As she looked down at herself she tripped over what seemed to be a broken branch and fell on her face before rolling over and landing on her bum. Jessie looked up to see townsfolk giggling, laughing and gossiping. Pete rushed over to his niece, concern written on his face.

"Oh my goodness Jess. Are you okay?" He asked helping her up to her feet. Behind her she saw her horse neighing like crazy laying on the floor on her side. Poor Jessie could tell her horse was laughing at her fall.

"Quit laughin' or I'll stuff a pillow in yah!" she almost giggled at her horse. Lucille just looked at her again before laughing (or neighing) harder than before.

"You alright there Ma'am?" Jessie turned her head to locate where the voice had been coming from. At that moment, her yes met the most beautiful Hazel brown orbs she had ever seen in her life. Her mouth dropped slightly as she continued to stare at them.

"Oh, Jessie! This is Woody Pride, Sheriff of this here town. I don't believe you two have met." Pete chuckled slapping Jessie on her back, awakening from her from her trance. She looked down to the ground slightly embarrassed.

"Nice to meet you Jessie." The young sheriff replied tipping his hat to her.

"And you too Mr. Pride." She replied.

"Please, call me Woody." He smirked at her.

Jessie couldn't look at his eyes, so just continued to stare at the floor. Lucille looked at her owner oddly as she has never acted like this around men.

Humans, the horse thought to herself.