Literally wrote this in half a hour, no kidding. Its linked in part to a amusement ride I went on earlier this week. Gotta love the funfair!


Jessie extends her hands to him, wrists crossed. "Wanna spin?" she asks, and he's unfamiliar with the notion.

"Buzz, just grab my hands," she instructs, and he hesitates, looking over his shoulder at Woody. The cowboy just nods, as if everything will be fine.

He goes to take her hands, and she shakes her head. "No, you gotta cross your wrists too."

He retracts his hands momentarily, crossing his wrists, and then tries to take her hands a second time. As her fingers close around his, a chill races up his spine, which he chooses to ignore, wanting to focus on whatever it is she's making him do.

She begins to step back a few paces, dragging him with her, and he wonders if this is an elaborate trick. He starts to feel himself get flustered, and when he glances back at Woody now, the cowboy is grinning, his arms folded, watching.

"Darn you, Woody," Buzz mutters, knowing that look all too well. He turns back to the redhead. "Jessie, what are we doing?" he asks, trying to quell his own nerves somewhat.

"Oh, you have no idea," she throws him a cheeky smile, and he can feel his nerves jangling tenfold. She begins to step to the left, pulling him round with her, and before he knows what he's doing, he's stepping to left as well, his feet unable to stop as she whirls him around. It's not too bad at first, he realises, until she calls over.

"Faster Buzz," and he can feel her moving more rapidly now. The room becomes a blur and he watches her tip her head back and he shuts his eyes as they spin. Her squeals of joy reach his ears and despite his fear of everything surrounding the situation, he feels the laughter bubbling up inside of him too. He lets the feeling go, able to enjoy himself, until they both get too tired to spin anymore and Jessie lets go of his hands.

He opens his eyes and something bumps into him. He realises she's giddy, and she's fallen against him, still giggling, her hands on his shoulders. She straightens up and grins at him, "Wowzers, that was fun. Almost as fun as Roundup!"

He returns her cheerful smile as she turns, still unsteady on her feet, and crosses the floor back over to Woody. Taking a cursory glance around, Buzz settles down on the floor to assess what's just happened. His own head is spinning, but he can't work out whether it's due to the situation that just occurred, or whether it's just what she does to him, without even knowing she's doing it.

He sighs and looks across at the two toys standing giggling together. "Hey Jessie," he calls, "You should take Woody for a spin too. Don't want him feeling left out!"

Jessie's face lights up. Woody's, however, wears a glare that's thrown in the spacetoy's direction as the cowgirl grabs his hand and drags him into the centre of the room.

Buzz grins to himself, watching them. It's so nice to share.