Been neglecting fan fiction for a bit, but now I'm back with a new story! This is my first Toy Story fiction so I hope you like it. Warning, the first chapter of this story will contain major spoilers, and the rest of the story will contain some as well. Most of the story will be from the point of view of Chuckles, just a heads up.
"Watch out!"
Chuckles quickly sidestepped out of the way of a toy fire truck speeding along the aisle. It shouted its apoligies before turning around the corner and disappearing from sight. Chuckles huffed before turning to the miniature ladder that the toys used to get up and down shelves, and beginning his ascent.
He climbed to the top shelf and looked around, expecting his friend to be up here. As he expected, the person he was looking for was conversing with one of his own friends on the top shelf.
"Hey!" He called out as he ran to the two toys, "Where ya been? I've been looking for you all day!"
One of the toys, a large stuffed bear, turned to greet the newcomer. Just who Chuckles had been looking for…Lotso, the first toy he'd met upon his arrival at the toy store. They'd been best friends right off the bat.
"Hey Chuckles!" He greeted, "I've just been havin' a chat with my friend here…" he said, pointing behind him to a figure still stuck in his box. Lotso would usually spend some time discussing things with this person when he wasn't busy.
"What've you been talking about?" Chuckles asked. Lotso glanced over to his boxed friend before slowly turning the box around, as the boxed figure mumbled some disagreement. Lotso leaned towards Chuckles and whispered, "Ya see, he's been tellin' me about how humans are actually bad and that we're safe here, but I'm just humoring him." The boxed toy mumbled some more before Lotso turned him back around. "Now that I've found you," Chuckles said, "We should go make sure the others are accounted for. There's been rumors that sometime this week someone's going to shop for a birthday party!"
Lotso rubbed his chin. "I suppose you're right. See ya later, Prospestin' Pete!" He called out behind him as he walked to the ladder with Chuckles. The boxed prospector gave a weary wave before sitting in his box again.
The two toys reached the bottom of the ladder and began walking down the aisle, chatting along the way. Along the way they spread the word of a meeting to any toys they passed, certain they'd pass on the message. After telling enough people, the duo reached the usual arranged meeting area: a corner of the store where a stash of old boxes was usually kept.
Using one of the boxes as a stage, Lotso surveyed the large crowd of chatting toys. Looking to the side of the box, Chuckles gave him a thumbs up. Lotso cleared his throat and the toys looked at him, cutting their discussions short.
"As you all know," he began, "It's been rumored that a big customer is coming sometime this week. His child is having a Birthday party, and with some luck some of us may be going to liven up a lucky kid's world soon. We'll get more into that later. For starters, its time for the weekly safety warning…to avoid pre-buying injuries, any non-preschool toys are advised to stay clear of any toddlers or wayward babies. Now, onto more pressing matters…"
Hoooooooooo!
Every toy in the room knew that sound. An owl plushie was stationed at the front door to alert the toys of the store's workers coming in every day.
But they're not supposed to come for another hour… Lotso thought.
"Alright everybody, don't panic, let's calmly and slowly head back to our plac-"
Total panic broke out as every toy scrambled to break free of the crowd and return to their usual spots on the shelves. In moments the crowd had thinned to barely anything and Chuckles called out to Lotso to follow him. The stuffed bear sighed, and began to follow the clown back to the shelves.
Chuckles and Lotso managed to reach their spot mere moments before the store employee unlocked the front door and entered, being followed by an unfamiliar man. Chuckles listened in on their conversation.
"…thanks again for letting me in early, cous."
"No problem. Gonna find the perfect gift for your daughter's birthday?"
"Hopefully. Any recommendations?"
"Try that aisle over there."
Footsteps resounded around the store as the man approached the aisle where Chuckles and Lotso were at. The customer walked down the aisle, randomly picking up toys and putting them down, sometimes dropping one or two into a large gift bag. Eventually the man reached the duo.
The man picked them both up and inspected them. After some consideration he placed both of them in the bag and moved on.
Chuckles looked around. Around him were several happy looking toys. Across the bag from him was Lotso.
"What about the other toys?" Chuckles asked. Lotso grinned and replied, "I'm sure they'll get along fine without us."
After a few minutes, the man had made his decision and bought all of the toys. He placed them all in the back seat of the car before getting in the front and driving off. "What's going to happen now, Lotso?" one of the other bought toys asked.
"Now…we fulfill our purpose" he replied.
Chuckles watched the tree leaves sway in the breeze and sighed. It had been a good two years…soon after they had been bought and taken away, they were given to a girl named Daisy as a birthday present. Right off the bat she loved them all, but she loved Lotso the most. She played with them all equally, but she would never go anywhere without Lotso, and he always kept him by her side as she slept.
Over the years the duo had made friends with some of Daisy's other toys, including a baby doll they had become very good friends with. Now Diasy and her family were heading home from vacation and Chuckles, Lotso, and Big Baby were relaxing at a rest stop. She had only been allowed to take a few toys and she had chosen them, a fact they were pretty happy about. But Daisy had fallen asleep and it would be time to move along soon.
Right as he thought it Daisy's father came along and picked her up before heading towards the car. Chuckles motioned for his two friends to lay down so they could get picked up and put in the car.
The three toys laid down and waited for the father to return for them. The other toys would be so jealous to hear about their trip…
Vrrrrooom
Wait, what?
Chuckles sat up just enough to see the car driving away. By now the other toys had heard it as well and were also sitting up, looking confused?. Big Baby looked like he was about to cry.
Chuckles patted him on the shoulder. "It's alright, I'm sure it was just a mistake. Right, Lotso?"
The bear nodded. "Right." He stood up and brushed some dirt off his fur. "Looks like we're walking home."
"You know the way?"
"As if I could ever forget our home." Lotso looked around before settling on one direction. "Follow me."
Lotso began walking off. Chuckles and Big Baby glanced at each other before following behind.
"Are we there yet?"
"Almost…" Lotso replied. Chuckles groaned and stepped around a puddle, that was more like a lake to them. Hours ago it had started raining, to make their already bad day much worse. They were muddy, covered with grass, and Chuckles was starting to think a bird they saw earlier was following them. But Lotso wasn't lying, and a few moments later they were back at the place they belonged.
With renewed energy the three toys ran to the house. Not sure how they'd get in without being caught, they settled on knocking on Daisy's window and getting the toys to let them in. Lotso climbed on Big Baby's shoulder and climbed onto the windowsill.
"See anything?" Chuckles called out. Lotso peered in the window. He muttered something sounding like "the prospector was right…" before hopping down with a furious scowl.
"What's wrong? Are the toys going to let us in?" Chuckled asked, placing a hand on the shaking bear's shoulders. He shrugged off the hand.
"We've been…replaced."
"What?"
"I saw it with my own eyes." Lotso snarled, anger rising in his voice.
Big Baby looked at Daisy's window. He muttered "Mama…" sadly.
Lotso looked up. He stomped over to Big Baby and tore off the ID tag he usually kept around his neck in case he was lost. "Don't you get it?" he roared, "She doesn't love you. She's NEVER loved you!" Big Baby was too shocked to cry.
Lotso walked to the edge of the lawn and stared into the street, silent. Chuckles approached cautiously. "S-so…what do we do now?" he asked.
Lotso glared into the distance, eyes settling on an approaching car about to stop for a red light. "Now, we look for a place that will accept us rejects. Follow me."
Lotso raced towards the car before leaping onto the bumper. Big Baby followed behind reluctantly, climbing up onto the bumper next to Lotso. "Coming?" Lotso asked the clown.
Chuckles stared into Lotso's eyes. Something had changed in his friend, of that there was no doubt. Still, he couldn't just let his best friends go off into the world without him. With a sigh, he leapt up on the bumper too. Soon after, the light changed and the car zoomed off.
Their journey for a new home had begun.
It had been hours. The toys were tired, cold, and scared. They'd been looking around for any possible hint as to where they should go, but had found nothing so far.
Bump!
The car hit a pothole hard, sending the toys flying into the air. They landed facedown in a huge puddle. Chuckles looked up in time to see their only form of transportation turn the corner and exit their sight.
Noticing his friends were too quiet, he turned to check on him. "You guys all right?"
His friends didn't respond. They simply looked off in the distance at a large building. A sign on the front wall announced what it was: Sunnyside Day Care Center.
Lotso grinned…not a happy grin, a malicious grin. "Looks like we've found a place, guys."
Picking themselves up out of the dirty water, the trio raced to the front door. With some work, they were able to scale the brick wall and reach the windowsill. Lotso knocked on the window until one of the toys woke up. What appeared to be some sort of rock monster tool sleepily staggered to the window. He instantly woke up fully when he saw the three disheveled looking toys outside. He unlocked the window and let the three toys in.
Chuckles glanced around. Although it was dark, the place looked pretty nice…spacious, colorful, and from what he could see there were quite a few toys laying around, still asleep. He glanced over at his friends.
Big Baby looked excited…one of his eyes was half closed (from the fall off the truck, Chuckles guessed), but he seemed relieved to have found a new home.
Lotso, however, still had that grin on his face. That cold, evil grin. Chuckles was a little creeped out, but he shook it off.
Turning to the rock monster, Chuckles thanked him for the help. "Where are we?" He questioned.
"This is Sunnyside, a safe haven for toys everywhere. I'm Chunk. As much as I'd love to show you around tonight, it's late. How about I show you all where you can rest and tomorrow I'll take you to our leader, where y'all can get a proper greeting?"
Remembering how tired they were, the toys nodded and followed the new toy over to a shelf. After pointing out a spot where a few other toys were sleeping, Chunk leapt off the shelf and went to another one. The trio lay down and tried to get comfortable. Soon, Big Baby had fallen asleep, leaving the other two toys still awake and trying to deal with the thoughts raging in their heads.
"Think things are going to be alright here?" Chuckles asked Lotso, sleep starting to overtake the exhausted clown.
Lotso simply gave him that twisted grin. "I'm sure things are going to turn out just fine."
That was really fun to write, and I hope you guys liked it. I'll try and make a new chapter soon, but I'll probably update the other story I'm working on now first. If you liked it, please review, and keep an eye out for a new chapter soon.