Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognise.
Author's Note: I have no idea where this story idea came from. It will feature the lives of the toys in a modern day human lives. Each person will have a trouble they need to overcome and I don't really have much of an idea where it'll go so I'll just have fun with it.
You'll see names of other characters in the Toy Story films popping in now and then but the main one's will be Woody, Bo, Jessie, Buzz, Dolly, Chuckles, Rex, Trixie, Barbie, Ken, Mr and Mrs Potato Head, Slinky, Hamm, Buttercup and Mr Pricklepants. Things could change though, this is only the beginning. :)
It will have various couples.
I hope you enjoy the first chapter and I shall update when I can.
Reeves3.
Chapter One
Jessica Pride tried not to smile when she felt someone sit down at the end of her bed. She kept her eyes closed and wrapped her quilt around her. The comfort and warmth of her bed was just to relaxing to wake up now. However a sharp twinge pierced the skin on her forearm and Jessie opened her eyes in an instant. Her green eyes peered over the covers to see her eighteen year old cousin, Buck Eyre, who hated his name so much just went by his nickname Bullseye.
"There are nicer ways to get me out of bed than with a pinch," said Jessie. Bullseye smiled apologetically. Since the day he had been born he hadn't been able to speak. Over the years he had come to understand what people meant when they spoke to him but he could never talk back. At a young age, Jessie and Bullseye had learned sign language and could easily communicate to each other.
Jessie sat up and noticed Bullseye had brought in a cake on a plate, in the shape of a horseshoe, with twenty three candles burning on top.
"Did you make that?" Jessie asked, pleasantly surprised. Bullseye nodded and Jessie grinned. He held it out towards her and she took it off him. Using his hands he signed to her 'make a wish.'
Jessie closed her eyes and made her wish. She opened her eyes and with one long puff she blew out all the candles. Bullseye started to clap as the smell of burning candles wafted around the room. 'I love that smell,' thought Jessie, still beaming. Bullseye took the plate off her and stood up and Jessie got out from her bed and put on her dressing gown. The clock on her bedside table read seven o'clock. It was usual for her family to be awake by six to half six, rising with the sun, but it seemed as though on her birthday they had let her have a half an hour lie in.
Together the cousins thudded down the stairs of the farm house and entered the kitchen. On the table were presents and a pile of cards. Andy Pride sat on a chair, already dressed in his jeans and an old shirt, ready to get to work on the farm and Emily Pride stood over the cooker frying some bacon. The two looked up when they saw their daughter and nephew enter the room.
"Hey, there's the birthday girl. Thought you weren't going to get out of bed," said Andy. Jessie leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek before going to hug her mother. Bullseye sat down in an empty chair and reached for a piece of toast and started to butter it.
"It was the sound of bacon cooking that got her up," said Emily. "Happy birthday dear," she added.
"Thank you mom, thank you dad," said Jessie.
"Woody said he would be around after work with Bo," Andy informed.
"Great!" said Jessie while plopping down in a chair and bringing the stack of cards towards her. Jessie always looked forward to visits from her older brother and his wife Bo. She picked up one and started to rip off the envelope. A look passed between Andy and Emily but Jessie missed it and read what was inside her first card.
"Are you seeing Edwin today?" Emily asked, nonchalantly. She brought the frying pan over and placed the pieces of sizzling bacon on Andy's plate.
"His name is Buzz, mother, and yes he's taking me out to dinner tonight," said Jessie, picking up another card. Her emerald eyes flashed dangerously as she glanced at her mother. Emily bristled and put the frying pan back on the hob.
"Buzz is not a real name," said Emily. "It sounds silly."
"Em, let's not get into this now," sighed Andy, rubbing his temple.
"You call Buck, Bullseye!" argued Jessie. Bullseye looked up at the sound of his name being mentioned and slowly bit into his third piece of toast, creating a crunching sound in the silence.
"Yes but we love Bullseye, he's family..." Jessie's eyes widened.
"So is Buzz...Well not technically but we've been together since I was sixteen!" she argued.
"But you could do so much better," said Emily in a whining voice.
"Mum!" Jessie raised her voice warningly. "I've told you once and I'll tell you a thousand times more. I don't want better, I want Buzz!"
It was usual for Jessie and her mother to argue about Edwin Lightyear, known more commonly as Buzz, from time to time. Since Jessie had started dating Buzz back when they were in college, her mother had never got along well with Buzz. It was because Buzz came from a bad background. His father had been arrested for murder when Buzz had only been six. Emily was afraid that the evil in him had been passed on to his son. Jessie found the whole thing ridiculous. Buzz loved her and he had never laid a harmful hand on her and he was the most thoughtful and kindest person anyone could meet. Her mother was just to narrow minded to see that.
Bullseye looked at Jessie and gave her a small smile and Jessie gave him a weak smile back then continued to open her cards and presents. Jessie ate her breakfast in-between unwrapping gifts and thanked her family. She quickly went upstairs to have a shower and get changed while outside her parents started their work on the farm. When she was done and had finished tying up her tangled mess of red hair into her traditional plait, she clipped on her badge to her uniform and hurried down the stairs. Bullseye stood waiting by the door, rummaging through his college bag.
'Are you ready to go?' Jessie asked him, with motions from her hands. Bullseye raised a fist and shook it up and down to tell her 'yes.'
Jessie grabbed her car keys off the hook and Bullseye opened the door and they walked outside in the fresh morning air. The air was warm this April morning and the sky was a clear blue. The two of them clambered in to Jessie's car and she drove them to the college which was forty minutes away. In the car Bullseye let Jessie listen to her favourite radio station as it was her birthday. Jessie parked her car outside the college and Bullseye picked up his bag. He was in his last year of training to be a professional runner.
'Have fun,' Jessie told him.
'I will. Happy birthday,' he told her. Bullseye got out the car and Jessie watched him disappear into the crowd of students before driving away and to the hospital where she worked as a midwife. She had gone to college for two years studying Health and Social care and then went to university to do a three year midwifery course.
It took thirty minutes to get to the hospital and she parked in the staff parking zone and stepped out and locked her car.
"Morning Totoro," said Jessie. The gardener looked up in the middle of trimming the roses and gave a friendly wave to Jessie. He saw her every week when he came to tidy up the grass, weeds, flowers, trees and leaves for the hospital. Jessie walked through the automatic doors and walked up the stairs to reach her office, she hated using the elevator because its enclosed spaces caused her to feel claustrophobic. She opened the door and her mouth formed an 'O' shape as she stared into her room. It was filled with sunflowers in vases. Her heart lifted as Jessie found a small note attached to one of the many vases.
'Dear Jessie,
Happy Birthday. I didn't think your mother would like this amount of flowers arriving on her doorstep this morning so I had them sent to your office.
I love you so much and I'll be at yours to pick you up at seven.
Love Buzz,'
Jessie got out her phone and pushed the buttons on it to send a text to Buzz.
Thank u for the flowers. I shall see u tonight. I'm looking forward to what you have planned. Love me, xxx.
She clicked send and locked her phone in her desk draw and shrugged off her jacket and put it on the back of her chair. Jessie closed her office door and got to work.
So what did you think? Review and let me know. :)
Reeves3.
