"Okay, here we go." Buzz sat down, trying to angle the oversized crayon over his shoulder in order to write. At the top of the page, he scrawled out 10 Reasons I Think You're Great. He gulped. "What am I doing? I've never done this before…" He trailed off as he spotted her across the room, playing with Bullseye. He looked down, feeling his face flush as he began to write.

1. Your hair. It's beautiful and stringy and…red. "Red? Of course it's red; what other color would it be? Come on Buzz, pull yourself together!"
2. Your eyes. He sighed dreamily. "They're green and exciting and mischievous."
3. Your smile. Especially when it gives you adorable cheek dimples.
4. The way you fearlessly slide down the race car track. "Or…used to. It's not here anymore. Well, it is here, it's up in Andy's attic. But, we're here. In Bonnie's room." He smacked himself on the forehead. "Of course we're not in Andy's room anymore! Ummm…"

"Hey Buzz."

"Jessie!" Buzz jumped a foot into the air, quickly rolling the crayon away and jumping on top of the paper. "H-how are you? I-I haven't seen you all day."

Jessie smirked. "You liar. I saw you watching me and Bullseye a few minutes ago. You can't get anything past me."

"That's…true."

"So. What are you sitting on?"

"What? Oh, nothing. Just a piece of paper I found lying around Bonnie's room. Just…uh…something to sit on. The floor is so hard you know." He patted the floor, smiling meekly.

"Riight. So you're not trying to hide something."

He coughed. "Uh, no. Of course not."

"Then you won't mind letting me see it." She bent down, gently tugging on the paper. "Come on Buzz, let me see it."

"Jessie, I can't let you do that."

"Oh come on! Don't be such a baby!" She tugged harder, but the paper wouldn't move. "Bullseye! Over here boy! I need your help!"

"What?" Buzz started in surprise as Bullseye leaped toward him, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

"Okay Bullseye, distract him!" Bullseye nodded before leaping on top of Buzz, licking the astronaut all over.

"Hey! That's-that's not fair! That's cheating!"

"That's what we call distracting the cowboy! Keep going Bullseye!"

"No! Wait! Stop!" Bullseye was no match for him; he continued to lick Buzz all over, causing him to fall over in a fit of giggles. "Hey-that's not…fair!"

Jessie smirked as she slid the paper out from under him, pulling it off to the side in order to read it.

"Get off me!" Buzz pushed Bullseye away, causing the horse to lick him one last time in the face between galloping off. "Silly horse." He wiped the slobber off him, walking over to Jessie. "Now I hardly think that's fair. Sending Bullseye to distract m—"

"Did you write this?" Jessie turned around, a questioning look in her eyes as she studied Buzz.

He hung his head, shuffling his feet. "Yes."

She gently slapped him on the shoulder, shoving the list in his face. "You forgot to add 'She loves it when I call her Mischief.'"

"What?"

"Also, that I love video games, and unexpected dates when it's dark…" She studied him. "Uh Buzz? You might want to write these down. You listed four reasons; you still need six more and I just gave you three!" She grinned broadly at him.

"So…you like the list?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yes Buzz, I love the list." Smirking, she grabbed his hand, pulling him toward a nearby corner. "But darn if you don't need help writing it! You forgot to add…"

But Buzz didn't hear the rest of it. He was to busy thinking one, single thing:

She loves the list.

END