Hiya, folks! This is Otaku-Miyuki here to post up another story! Oh, and for those who like my RE story You're too kind, I am terribly sorry! I'll get right back on that one. Though the reason I didn't continue for so long is because of many things; school, writers block (even though it was only one chapter!), personal problems that occurred, and drawing. But this idea I came up with wouldn't leave my brain alone unless I put it down. I know someone already tackled this concept but I decided to make my own. Oh, and as if you don't already know what I'm talking about…Toy Story fanfiction! Oh gawd, I'm practically messing around with my own childhood! And did I mention it's shounen-ai? With AndyxWoody as the pairing? Ah well, after watching the third movie my inner fangirl kept pushing me to 'DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!' But don't worry this is fanfiction, ANYTHING can happen. I'll leave it at that. (cough) Human! Woody(cough)

So now that we got that covered, let's get this show on the road!

P.S, I dun own Toy Story! It belongs to Pixar y'all! Oh, and a little note: I dun own Hetalia Axis Powers either. OH! AND EXPECT SOME TOY STORY 3 SPOILERS!

Andy Davis had to admit that despite the many friends he had in college, he still felt quite a bit lonely. And not just because his mother and sister were miles away, there was someone else back home that he missed more than anything.

Looking from his desk in his dorm, Andy glanced at the Wild West knick-knacks that occupied a shelf on his roommate's side of the room, the brown hat he stared at the most.

His roommate's name was Alfred Jones. Alfred was probably one of Andy's best friends, who didn't hesitate to introduce himself when he first moved in. Alfred was an energetic and definitely unique young man, with blond hair and vibrant blue eyes. He also had strands that wouldn't stay down no matter what you did with it (according to him). Andy liked the guy and all, but he couldn't help but feel weary around him sometimes since he apparently liked to get too involve in other people's affairs. And if you heared someone around campus screaming something like "I'M THE HERO!" or making a strange boisterous laugh, you would know who that is. Most people looked upon Alfred as a loudmouth idiot who can't even remember who his own brother is (which actually happens often). But his friendly nature, great knowledge on U.S history, and skillful handling on armed weaponry could drown out any expectations, just ask his boyfriend. Andy didn't care if Alfred was gay, he was raised and taught to have an open mind, but what he raised his eyebrows at was the guy he was with.

When Andy asked Alfred how he felt about people's reactions to him dating a guy he used to call "the no good commie bastard", to referring him as his "big strong knight in a long coat", the blond would shake his head and give out his trademark grin "I honestly don't give a crap what they say, he's not that bad once you get to really know him. I really care about him, and if people think it's wrong then I say screw them." Andy was pretty shocked at his words, but then again if Alfred was truly happy with the guy then he had the right to say them.

The brunette felt a bit jealous of what his friend had. Whenever his other friends asked if he had anyone special his mind would quickly shift over to brown haired cowboys with beautiful chocolate brown eyes, only to frantically push those images away knowing the ludicrous meaning behind it.

Andy wouldn't admit it to anyone that his feelings all point towards a certain cowboy doll that he had kept and treasured most of his life. Ever since he was baby, Woody would be by his side and held the title as Andy's favorite toy.

To others Woody was just a ragdoll with a pullstring, but the college student knew that there was always something special about him. Andy said so himself that Woody was no ordinary toy; he was like any cowboy should be: Caring, smart, daring, and most of all loyal.

Woody was so special to Andy that if he could, he'd turn back the clock to when he was about to hand the doll over to that little girl Bonnie and flat out take him back.

He was so special, that whenever Andy spotted a guy with a cowboy hat the teenager would fight to restrain himself from embracing that guy for it held a reminder of his small companion.

So special that he never cared that the other kids made fun of him for taking a doll to bed with him.

So special that Andy would give anything to have the vinyl cowboy back in his arms like he did as a child.

So special that Andy wished Woody was actually real. So there would be no question to hold, cherish, and love him. Andrew Davis knew he was growing up, but there are some parts of your childhood you cannot just let go.

Author's Note

Yowzers!

I'm actually done with the first chapter!

Wowwie! Anyway, yeah, I based Andy's roommate on Hetalia's America. Plus his boyfriend that is mentioned should be recognizable if you're familiar with the anime. ;D

Anyway, I hope you all like this. The next chapter is gonna be in Woody's point of view!...If this actually deserves another chapter that is…..

Well, stay tuned! This is Otaku-Miyuki singing out!

Ja ne!