Jessie and Barbie were never really friends. Sure, they sometimes exchanged an occasional smile, maybe even a shy "hey," but seldom did they ever interact past courteous greetings. The two did have a chance to become close, however, ten years to be precise, but Jessie was always more of a horse ridin,' Woody botherin' gal. Barbie? Well, Barbie was just…Barbie, and besides, even Woody knew that the girls could never become more than acquaintances.

Naturally, the deputy was surprised when he came across a small package lodged in the bottom of Bonnie's backpack with Jessie's name printed across the top in perfect cursive. There was only one person he knew who could have such flawless handwriting, and that person was blond, easily excitable, and lived for rainbow leg warmers. Looking over his shoulder, Woody carefully tucked the parcel under his hat, which he slid under Bonnie's wicker toy basket for the time being. He turned around, and was abruptly taken aback by the sight of a short felt rag doll with purple hair.

"Sheriff lost his hat?" inquired Dolly with a smirk, her felt hands perched on her hips.

"Oh, Dolly, hey," He mumbled, a slightly guilty expression perched on his face. Dolly dismissed the look and gave the back of his knee a hearty pat.

"Buzz sent me to ask you if you're ready to start the meeting. Everyone's waiting from you…" she trailed off, still eying Woody's face. "Are you okay?"

"Okay? Uh…here. Take a look at this." Woody said, grabbing the package as Dolly looked on quizzically.

"Right…it's a package for Jessie."

"I know."

"From Barbie?"

"Yes." There was a silence

"Let's open it!" Dolly suddenly exclaimed mischievously. Woody looked endearingly into her googly eyes.

"You know, it's so great having someone around who thinks like me." Dolly's face reddened a fraction.

"Yeah, well…"She said quietly, but then perked up again almost immediately. "So are we gonna open it?" Woody grinned, sat down, crossed his legs Indian-style, and began plucking at the wrappings of the package, trying not to damage the paper.

"Almost got it," he grunted, finally parting the paper to reveal the item inside.

"Oh, wow," whispered Dolly, "It's so…"

"Not Jessie," Woody finished for her, thumbing the object. "I wonder why she would send it?" Dolly looked over her shoulder.

"Uh, Woody? Buzz is coming." Quickly, Woody stuffed the item back into the parcel and wrapped it up exactly like before. Jamming his hat onto his head, Woody kicked the package farther under the toy basket, and then started walking towards Buzz.

"Hey howdy hey, Buzz," Woody drawled, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. "Lookin' for me?"

"What was taking you so long? Everyone wants to hear from Sunnyside." Buzz questioned, his eyes narrowed.

"Right, I got the letter right here." Woody pulled a toy-sized envelope out of his back pocket. Ever since Bonnie's mom came across the usual 8-and-a-half-by-eleven-inch note that Ken sent over, the toys had to be more careful with being subtle in their communication. Luckily, she thought the letter was a joke and left it in Bonnie's room, but it certainly caused a large amount of worry.

Deciding not to mention the package that came along with it, Woody started over to the rest of the toys, who were anxiously waiting to hear about what was happening at Sunnyside.

"Okay, okay, settle down," Buzz rumbled, his gruff voice immediately quieting the crowd. Woody nodded a 'thank-you' in his direction.

"Alright, so we got a letter today from Ken…and it says," Woody suddenly chuckled. "Ah, I can't do the voice. Hey Buttercup, you wanna read again this week?"

"I'd love to," He said with a bow, as the rest of the toys cheered. Jessie in particular took interest to Buttercup's little act, and giggled as he began to read.

"Hey guys! What's up?" He gushed flamboyantly, "Sunnyside is super great as usual. So far, Zurg hasn't tried to turn the place into an evil dictatorship yet, but we'll let you know!" He paused, as the audience sniggered into their hands at Buttercup's imitation of Ken.

"Go on, go on," gasped Woody between chuckles. Buttercup nodded with a smile and began to read once again.

"So, something so totally cool happened yesterday!" He continued, "We saw Lotso, and you'll never guess where! Okay, I guess I'll have to tell you." Buttercup paused for effect. "He was strapped to the front of a garbage truck! Funny, right? Right!" Woody shook his head and laughed. He was just beginning wonder what happened to the traitorous teddy bear. "Oh, I gotta go you guys, Barbie needs me! We're taking care of Big Baby tonight!" The crowd that had been once resided at Sunnyside shuddered at the name. "Hugs and kisses, Ken," finished Buttercup, nearly out of breath. Bonnie's toys gave him a rowdy applause as he bowed, and placed the letter off to the side.

"Alright, that's it for today. Oh!" Woody smacked his fist against his palm like he remembered something. "Bonnie and her mother will be out tonight, visiting relations, so they won't be back until tomorrow morning." A collective murmur arose from the crowd, not sure how to react to the news. Sure, they loved having a break from her hectic playtimes, but they loved being with Bonnie as well.

Woody later found Jessie lounging across Bullseye and stroking him lovingly when he walked over, the package heavy in his arms. As he approached the cowgirl, her jade eyes bore sweetly into his brown ones and twinkled in absolute delight.

"Woody!" She shouted in glee, hopping off Bullseye and squeezing Woody as hard as she possibly could. The hug ended shortly, however, as she eyed the package he held behind his back. "A present?" She asked. Woody nodded and handed it to her, and Jessie proceeded to tear back the wrapping by a miniscule amount before she stopped. "I-I'll be right back," She murmured, dashing out of Bonnie's room. As Woody watched her retreating figure, Dolly stepped over and tugged at his jeans.

"Is she okay?" She asked, more curious than worried.

"I don't know…" A large grin had suddenly seeped onto Woody's plastic face. "Should we go find out?" Dolly smirked and led him by the pants out the door and down the hall.

"If anywhere, she'd be in the spare bedroom. There's a mirror in there." The two exchanged impish smiles before running quietly to the tiny room and up to the doorway.

Righty, folks. This is my first ever multi-chaptered fic. It started out as a oneshot, but eh, it got long. But doesn't it comfort you to know that it is entirely pre-written?

So what's in that package?