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Someone had left the window open a crack. The spring breeze that was blowing now was nice and cool, but not biting.
Andy had placed his TV on the floor again. Woody and Bo sat together watching it. As the theme of a "Law and Order" rerun started to play, the breeze found its way to the couple.
Woody was the first to feel it. It was nice against his wooden face. He closed his eyes, enjoying the draft. Opening his eyes again, he saw Bo. She was staring at him and smiling. "What?"
She shook her head and leaned towards him. "I was just thinking how cute you are when you're happy." Woody laughed in embarrassment as his cheeks flushed. She slipped her hand into his.
They exchanged smiles. Suddenly there was a snicker. The two toys looked toward the sound. Mr. Potato Head, along with Hamm, Rex, and some of the others, were watching them. Potato Head and Hamm in particular seemed to be amused.
Realizing that they were staring at the still held hands, Woody quickly dropped Bo's. As the Cowboy turned red, Bo glared at Potato Head. He stopped chuckling a moment.
Turning back to Woody, Bo placed her hand on his knee, gently rubbing her fingertips against where the stitching was. Woody didn't mind. In fact, he quite liked it. He was about to smile again when the snickers got louder.
This time, Bo's icy stare didn't stop the guffawing. Woody could feel the eyes on him, on both of them, boring smug holes into their heads. Automatically, he pushed Bo's hand off his leg.
Bo was shocked. Woody was shy, it was true, but he had never rejected her affection before, not even with the teasing.
Woody turned and at looked her. Her face was a mixture of surprise, hurt, and confusion. Standing up, she turned to go.
"No wait!" Woody jumped up and followed. "Bo, wait! I'm sorry!"
As she passed by the group, she paused and stared at Potato Head. The others wondered if she was going to hit him, but as usual, Bo kept her cool. Instead, she said simply in a low, incensed voice, "I don't like you."
By the time Woody caught up, she had already left the bedroom. "Bo…"
"She doesn't like me?" Repeated Potato Head. "She doesn't like me?"
"Actually she despises you but she's too nice to say it to your face." Woody glared at him. "What is wrong with you? All of you!" Addressing Potato Head, he said, "I don't laugh when you kiss your wife! Why must you laugh at me?"
"Because you get all self conscious and it's funny," said Hamm.
"It's not funny!"
"Hey we didn't tell you not to hold her hand or push her hand off your leg!" Potato Head protested.
Woody ignored him. Instead, he was staring at the closed door. "Oh Bo," he muttered. "What am I gonna do?"