Hey guys! This is my very first Fanfiction. I've been reading fics for a while and slowly started to get my own ideas that I wanna finally write. Let me tell you now that I have a pretty dark mind…..But my stories aren't just gonna be dark and sad. I promise to have some fun, fluff, and maybe a little bit of smut in my stories. But enough about me. Tell me what you think and if I'm off to a good start!
I do not own Disney/Pixar, Toy Story, or any of their characters….even though I wished I owned Buzz and Jessie.
Chapter 1
She looked out over the green pasture that was spread out in front of her. The fields she loved to run on. She looked to her left and saw the barn. One of her favorite places in the world. Filled with different animals that she loved. But one especially, Bullseye. Technically he wasn't her horse, he was her older brother's, Woody, horse. But she knew deep down inside that Bullseye loved her more.
"Jessie!"
Speak of the devil. Jessie thought to herself while rolling her eyes. "'M coming!" she shouted towards the house. She got up from her spot in the shade under her favorite tree and made her way to the house, only turning around to pick up her signature red hat with a white trim on her fiery red hair, As she made it through the front door, she saw her older brother glaring at her by the door.
"What?"
"What took you so long to get here?"
"I was sitting under my tree. Why do you care?"
"Because Dad just called and said that we have to go to the jailhouse."
Jessie groaned. "Why? Why do we have to go again?"
Woody sighed in annoyance at his little sister's ignorance. "I dont know. But we gotta go. So quit your whining or you're walking by yourself while I ride Bullseye." he declared with a slight smirk.
Jessie's eyebrows shot up. "You can't do that! Mom and Dad said you have to look out for me because your 12 and I'm only 6! You cant make me walk all the way to the jailhouse by myself!"
Woody chuckled and tipped her hat down so it covered her face. "I would never do that to my favorite baby sister"
"I'm not a baby" Jessie grumbled while pushing her hat back up. "And I'm your only sister."
Woody wrapped his arms around her shoulders as he led her out the door and towards the barn. "Then its a good thing you are my favorite."
