*New Story! So I decided to make a new Bo/Woody Story, except this time, I gave them a daughter. I know toys can't have kids, but I always wondered. This just came to me out of the blue, so I hope you enjoy!*
One rainy morning in August, Bo Peep stood on her stand and sighed. She had spent nine wonderful years in Molly's room and has seen her grow into a pretty little girl, but sadly she was growing up and next June, she will be turning ten. The shepherdess knew what that meant; she would soon get rid of her childish things and get new bright and shiny things. Bo knew it would come, and as sad as she would be to leave, she would accept her fate and live each day as her last. As she continued to think of the future ahead, Barbie came up onto the nightstand.
"Good morning, Bo!" She cried.
"Hello Barbie, what brings you up here?" Bo asked.
"I just overheard Slinky say that Molly got a new doll in the mail. Grandma sent it as a gift." Molly's grandma was known to send gifts for no reason.
"I do love new toys. I wonder what she's like." Bo said.
"Well your about to find out, Molly's coming!" Barbie said as they heard footsteps coming upstairs. Molly entered her room and placed the doll on her bed and then grabbed her IPod and left to a friend's house. Barbie and Bo came to life as Mrs. Potato head climbed up onto the bed.
"I heard we have a new toy in the room. She said, walking over to the doll. Hello there!" The doll screamed quietly and hid behind the pillows.
"Oh good job, you scared her." Barbie sighed.
"It's okay Barbie. I'll get her." Bo said. She went over to the pillow and moved it aside. The doll held her knees close and had her head in her arms. From where she was, Bo could see that the newcomer was kind of small and resembled a young kid. Her arms, legs and face were made of porcelain and her stomach and chest were made of cloth. She had wavy chestnut blonde hair and brown eyes. She wore a pale blue dress with black shoes. "Why, hello there." The girl scooted away from her. "It's alright, I won't hurt you. What's your name?"
"Rosetta, Rosetta Grace." The girl said quietly.
"I'm Bo Peep. Mrs. Potato head didn't mean to scare you, sweetheart. Would you like to come out and meet her and Barbie?" Rosetta nodded and Bo offered her a hand, which she took. "Girl's this is Rosetta."
"Hello sweetie. I didn't mean to scare you, I was just excited." Mrs. Potato head said.
"I'm Barbie, said Barbie. Welcome to Molly's room."
"Thank you." Rosetta said.
"How old are you, dear?"
"Ten." The girl was short, about nine inches tall, so she came up to Bo's chest. She's so little. Bo thought.
"Rosetta, how would you like to meet the others?" She asked.
"There are others?" The girl asked.
"Oh yes. Molly has a brother named Andy whose room is right across the hall and there are tons of toys in there that would love to meet you, what do you say?" Rosetta smiled and nodded. Together, they walked out into the hall and stopped outside Andy's room. The sound of laughter filled their ears and they saw some of the toys playing soccer with a small bouncy ball. Bo saw Woody standing on the sideline with Buzz. "Woody!"
"Good morning, Bo." Woody said, kissing her cheek. "How are you?"
"Fine, I wanted to introduce you and the others to Molly's new doll. This is Rosetta. She's a little shy, so be gentle." She placed her hand on the girls back. Woody looked down at the small toy hugging his girlfriend's leg.
"Hello, little one. I'm…"
"You're Sheriff Woody! Rosetta cried, From "Woody's Roundup"!" Woody was surprised; how did this little girl possibly know that?
"Why yes, that's correct. How did you know that?"
"My previous owner's dad had collectable Woody, Jessie and Bullseye dolls. He never took them out of their box, but they were fun to talk to." Her eyes went wide as Buzz took a step forward. "Wait, is that Jessie and Bullseye?!"
"Would you like me to introduce you to them and the others, Rosetta?" Bo asked, laughing a little.
"Yes please!" She grabbed Bo's hand and pulled her towards Jessie.
"Well, she seems to have broken out of her shell at the sight of you, cowboy." Buzz said.
"She sure did, huh? Woody said, grinning. I will admit. She is a cutie." They watched as the others introduced themselves and let Rosetta play with them in their game.
"You know something? She looks just like you."
"What do you mean?"
"Rosetta looks just like you. She has your eyes and nose. She's got a little bit of Bo in her too, with the hair, and her body is half cloth, half porcelain."
"So what are you saying, space ranger?"
"I'm saying she looks like she could be your daughter."
"That's a good one, Lightyear, real funny." Woody said, elbowing him in the arm. They turned back to look at Rosetta, playing with Rex and Slinky. Buzz was right; the girl did look a little like him. Unknown to the ranger, the sheriff secretly wanted a daughter; even though he knew toys didn't have kids. After seeing the potato heads with their three adoptive sons, he wondered what it would be like to have one, though he never talked about it with Bo. I wonder if she feels the same way. He thought.
*So for the look of Rosetta, think of the china doll from Oz: the great and powerful, but with real hair. Chapter two coming soon!*