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It was a school day in April. Bo Peep was sitting on some blocks, reading a good book. Suddenly someone tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up into the face of Woody and smiled. "Hi, Cowboy."
"Hi," he said quickly. "Listen, I need to talk to you."
"About what?"
The Sheriff looked around for any toys that could be listening in. "Can't really say here," he said. "But it's important."
"Ok."
"I have some things I need to do, but we can talk later. In the hall." Bo nodded. As Woody left, she gave a wave and sighed.
Woody could be neurotic and prone to panic, but he was a wonderful boyfriend. She couldn't imagine her life without him. Literally. Woody had been the first person she'd ever laid eyes on. The day of Molly's baby shower, he had opened her box and helped her out. They had been taking care of each other ever since.
"HIIIIII!" A voice half shouted, half sang behind her. Bo was so startled she threw her novel into the air. She turned with an irritated look. "Jessie, why must you do that?"
The Cowgirl sat down next to her best friend. "What's up, Bo-Bo?"
"Nothing. I'm almost done with my book. Oh, and Woody wants to talk to me in the hallway later."
"Oh!" Jessie elbowed her with a mischievous grin. "He does, does he?"
Bo blushed, avoiding eye contact. "Oh knock it off…"
"Please! I know what you two are really doing out there when you go to 'look for your sheep!'" She made loud kissy noises. "Mwah, mwah, mwah!"
"Will you grow up?" Bo scowled. "Besides, he said he wanted to talk to me about something he couldn't say in the room. He sounded serious."
"'Kay." Jessie paused. "Hmm, I wonder…" She said thoughtfully.
"What?"
"Nuthin'…" Jessie pulled her legs up Indian-style and rocked back and forth. "He said he needs to talk to you. In private. Can't say it in the room. Sounded serious…"
"What's your point?"
"You don't think…" Jessie stopped and gave Bo a glance. "You know…" She started to sing. "Dum-dum-da-dum…"
Bo started. "Oh no! Jessie, don't be ridiculous!"
"What's so ridiculous?" Jessie shrugged. "You two have been goin' out since, what? Dirt was invented?"
"Jessie, we didn't even start dating until six months after we met!"
"Whatevs. I'm just saying it's possible."
"Of course it's possible," Bo said. "Anything's possible! But I'm sure that's not it." She suddenly frowned. "And even if it is, don't say anything to anyone!"
"C'mon, you know me better than that!"
"Jessie, I'm serious!" Bo replied. "I don't want anyone to get any ideas. Do you promise not say anything?"
"Sure," said Jessie, sounding a little disappointed.
"Promise!"
"Ok, ok." Jessie mimed locking her lips with a key. "I won't say anything!"
"Good." Bo's big blue eyes slid to the front of the room. She stood. "Oh no! Bad sheep!" She hurried toward her flock, who were chewing on Andy's spelling workbook. "Spit that out now!"
Jessie giggled to herself excitedly. If Woody was going to propose then that would make her the bridesmaid. After all, she and Bo were as close as Buzz and Woody. I hope she doesn't make me wear pink…
A group of toys approached the blocks. Buzz was holding the 'Clue' box under his arm. "Hey Jess, we're starting a game. Do you want to join?"
"I can't say anything!" Jessie said abruptly.
"Uhhh…ok…" Buzz looked at the other toys, who shrugged at the outburst. "Hey, I want to be Colonel Mustard this time…"
"Ok! You forced it out of me!" Jessie cried, jumping to her boots. "But I promised not to say anything so…uh…" An idea came and she held up four fingers.
"Ooh charades!" Cried Rex. "I love charades!"
"I thought we were playing 'Clue'…" said Hamm to Mr. Potato Head.
"Four words," said Buzz. "First word is…" She pointed to herself. "Jessie?" She shook her head. Taking off her hat, she waved it.
"Hat?" Guessed Mrs. Potato Head. Jessie shook her head as she put her hat back on her head. She lifted her boot.
"Boot?"
"Shoe?"
"Andy?"
Jessie sighed. She turned halfway and gave her rump an audible slap.
The toys were silent. "Butt…" Buzz finally muttered. "Butt…B-Booty…Booty…Woody!" Jessie nodded with a grin. She rushed over to Buzz and got down on one knee. Grabbing his hand, she put her thumb and pointer finger together and slid them over his ring finger.
Buzz looked at the other toys and shrugged, confused. The other guys looked just as lost, but Mrs. Potato Head guessed, "A ring?"
Jumping up, Jessie motioned for her to continue. "Let's see…a proposal?"
Nodding, Jessie held up two fingers. "Easy," said Mr. Potato Head. "The next word is 'To.'"
Jessie gave the thumbs up sign. Then she began to stroll back and forth, wiggling her hips in an exaggerated manner. She batted her eyelashes…
Bo was on the last page of her book when the mob of toys dashed toward her. "WOODY'S PROPOSING?" They all chorused.
Bo put her face in her hands. "Jessie…"
"Ooh, a wedding!" Mrs. Potato Head grabbed her husband's arm. "It's so exciting!"
"Wait a minute, Woody hasn't actually asked me to marry him!" Bo's protest fell on deaf ears.
"I can get the flowers!" Rex cried.
"We need music," said Hamm. "Can't have a wedding without tunes!"
"Not to mention a bachelor party," Potato Head muttered to him with a grin.
"Stop!" Bo stood up. "I don't even know if…"
"What about the dress?"
"I bet Andy's mom has some good scraps in her fabric pile!"
"We could have the wedding in the backyard!"
Bo glared at Jessie, who looked defensive. "Hey, I didn't say a word!"