**This had been deleted for a little while due to my internet server being a jerk and deleting it on me. I is sorry for the confusion.**

Why? Because I can. And because writing is a destressifyer for me (yay for made up words!). So yeah, another random idea that includes the BLoSC universe and humanized toys. I'm warning you though, there are going to be many references to many different things. Cause I wanna try something different, but I promise, they're all fun. If you notice a lot of Star Trek and Star Wars references, it's because BLoSC is based almost entirely off the two. If you want, look for footnotes at the end of each chappie. You don't need to read them if you don't want to. Footnote references are marked by a (*) and go in order.

Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Toy Story, BLoSC, Pixar, Disney, and the letalike. This disclaimer speaks for the entire story.

Crystallic Revolution

The event was revolutionary. Not one soul could have predicted such an occurrence to ever happen, at least, not while they still lived. Life-forms from numerous cities and planets made it their top priority to visit Capital Planet's capital city* to view the affair. They all wanted to witness the coming of the King of Raxip*.

The planet of Raxip acted as the major mining source of crystallic fuel for every system located in the Milky Way Galaxy. Such a resource provided the means for planets like Earth, currently named Capital Planet, to advance their technology and lifestyles until they reached the futuristic splendor they always dreamed of. Satisfied for hundreds of years, the trade between Raxip and the systems around it remained stable. Yet, the royal family always scorned their customers and threatened to end trade several times due to over-usage. A new discovery had been made, however; a fine, sedimentary particle of the crystallic material had the capability to provide more energy and constancy.

After the news spread and the consumer cravings peaked, the new, young King of Raxip agreed to discuss trade regulations with the Galactic Alliance. A celebratory reaction spread throughout the galaxy. Soon, they would have the capability to do anything. The date was set and the future looked promising. Well, almost.

The space branch of the Galactic Alliance's army had a plate full of worries. For months, Star Command planned, analyzed, and exacted the form of protection they would provide for the royal Raxip convoy while they visited Capital Planet's intergalactic Senate building* to negotiate. Of course, the Gamma Quadrant, Sector 4 base located above the planet's atmosphere had all the heat piled onto them. And they entrusted such responsibility onto one ranger to lead the protection squad.

"The Raxip convoy will arrive in approximately ten minutes." Buzz Lightyear, Star Command prodigy, regulator, and captain marched along the lines of 300 attentive Space Rangers. "There are no rookies among you, thus there is no tolerance for any rookie mistakes that you may make. This mission will decide what the future holds, not only for the Galactic Alliance, but also for Star Command. I trust you understand the importance."

He paused, turning until he faced each of them head-on. Holding his hands behind his back tightly, he gave a stern glance to every member of his squad. Yet, they weren't all strangers to him. His team of officers, Mira Nova, Booster, and XR, stood in front of their small regiments, awaiting orders to relay to their rangers. In his peripherals, he could see another two of his officers, two of his best friends, standing on either side of him, Sheriff Woody Pride and his deputy, Jessie Pride.

Although the cowboy and cowgirl would never seem like Space Rangers, especially since they lacked Star Command suits and wore only their western attire, they secretly held ranks of their own. In the small, ancient town of Andersonville, California on Capital Planet, the two acted as the police force, protecting their territory and its people. Buzz met Woody first, sent to the sheriff's town to extract a couple of highly dangerous outlaws terrorizing the area. Soon enough, he met Woody's sister, Jessie. He had never seen someone so beautiful and lively as her and he instantly fell in love, albeit shyly. After an agonizing three years of waiting, Jessie finally got him to admit that fact and quickly found herself wearing an engagement ring.

Growing closely over the years, Buzz eventually learned the two were Lieutenants* in Star Command, acting as secretive "Land-Based" Space Rangers to monitor the planet's surface activity. They eventually transferred to Buzz's team and aided him in missions, such as the one they faced now.

"Lieutenants Mira Nova, Booster, XR, Woodrow Pride, and Jessica Pride will be leading you in regiments." Buzz began again. "You will obey any and all commands given by them. If you wish to express any grievances after the mission, you may write an appeal to me and me alone. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir!" Every ranger answered simultaneously.

"Good." Their captain nodded approvingly. "Head to your stations and await orders. You are dismissed."

After a quick salute, the mass of rangers marched off in lines, safeguarding all platforms, floors, and rooms of the intricate Senate building. Buzz sighed heavily once most of the squad dispersed, trying to calm his anxious nerves. He felt a hand press against his armored shoulder and turned to find Jessie smiling gently at him.

"Everythin' will be alright, you'll see." The cowgirl encouraged. "You are the one leading us."

The ranger returned her smile, but still felt uncertainty eating away at him.

"It just seems…too perfect." He mused. "How could everything be so quiet with such an important political figure arriving? It just unnerves me."

Jessie's expression softened further, sliding her hand down his arm until she caught his hand. She squeezed it lightly, but frowned when she did not feel him return the gesture. Buzz gave her a small pointed look.

"Jess, you know it's against regulation to show affection while on duty." He instructed much more directly than she anticipated. The cowgirl merely raised an eyebrow in response.

"Oh, stop with those silly rules, Buzz." Jessie advised amusedly. "Besides, it's not my fault Commander Nebula forgot to tell you about our bein' in Star Command after we agreed to be together."

"Don't try to reason with him, Jessie." Woody inserted, smirking all the while. "Sir Rulesalot would never think of breaking the regulations he wrote himself."

Buzz's scowl only made the sheriff laugh harder. No matter what situation they were in, Woody would always find a way to make fun of him. Jessie chuckled as well and Buzz gave her a defeated look.

"Oh, relax, captain." The cowgirl asserted, continuing to grasp his hand tightly. "Being too uptight about all of this isn't gonna make it any better. Don't worry; we've got your back."

She winked happily and Buzz couldn't help but squeeze her hand in return. Suddenly, a massive uproar of cheers erupted from the crowds on the streets below and the buildings beside the Senate. Peering out from under the overhang they stood under, the three caught sight of a large cruiser blocking most of their view of the city skyscrapers, carefully descending into a docking bay several hundred feet above their heads. It could only mean one thing.

"The king's arrived." Buzz confirmed, looking to his companions. "Go to your troops. I'll cycle around to check on you. For now, I'm going to take a vantage point near the convoy. You know how to reach me."

"Right, good luck, partner." Woody tipped his hat and ran off to the building's outer platforms.

Jessie lingered for a moment, but eventually let go of his hand. She didn't leave, however, until she gave him a small peck on the cheek. Blushing, Buzz cleared his throat before remembering his mission. Pressing the red activation button on his breast, he ignited his jetpack and launched himself toward the occupied docking bay.

*Footnotes*

*1 - Think Coruscant in Star Wars.

*2 - Pixar spelled backwards.

*3 - Also think Coruscant in Star Wars.

*4 - I incorporated the US Navy ranking system, as used in Star Trek. In reality, a "commander" is a rank lower than a "captain," technically making Commander Nebula inferior to Buzz. However, we'll just assume Nebula is like a General Commander (doesn't exist) for fictional purposes.