Yay I posted a new story. Something in me decided I needed to post someting and so what do you know? I chose a Toy Story fanfic. Yay! So enjoy the Toy Story fanfic, it will mostly be my OC's, that is my toys, and while the toys belong to me, their characters, being Peter Pan, Captain Hook and Spiderman among others, do not belong to me, they belong to Disney/Marvel or some other company, I dont know, theres a lot of toys. Too bad, but never the less I hope you enjoy the story, when Woody finally comes in (and he will) just know I dont own him either. Or any of the Toy Story characters :)
Also yes, this is what I imagine happens when I leave out there. All these toys are actually in my room and yes Rocky is actually me, This is what I think happened yesterday morning as I was getting ready for school.

PLEASE R&R! If you have any questions feel free to ask. I like anything you throw at me good or bad, so bring it on!


Rocky's alarm blared. The teenage girl groaned and stretched out her arm to press the snooze button. Instead her hand met a fuzzy tooth from the mouth of a crocodile. It was her Peter Pan crocodile, Tic Tock. She pushed it aside and reached her clock, which was still happily chanting its obnoxious wake up call. She shut it off and turned in her bed. She knew she had to get up, her mornings were strictly scheduled. But she had been up till three am the previous night. She was regretting that time she had spent wrapped up in fanfictions. She groaned a tired to sit up, but her tired body fell back down, onto her pillow pet Perry the Platypus.

"Honey? Are you up yet?" her mother called from the dining room.

"I'm awake." Came Rocky's sleepy reply. "That's pretty much the same thing right?"

"No." he mother laughed. "Get up! You don't want to miss the bus."
Rocky didn't like it but her mom made a valid point. She really didn't want to miss the bus.

"Ok I'm getting up I'm getting up." Rocky consented and tried to sit up again. This time she stayed upright but her eyes were heavy and protested to being open. "I wanna be back on thanksgiving break." She complained to no one in particular. Slowly she slid out of bed and walked out of the room to go make herself breakfast.
Once she had disappeared out of sight into the kitchen, one of her toys began to stir. She was 16 but she still kept a considerable amount of plush toys on her bed. Next to her pillow a Peter Pan plush blinked.

"Ok guys, you can wake up, quietly." He whispered to the others. The other plush toys hesitated; it wasn't safe to become animate with their owner and her mom still in the house. But they hadn't had a lot of time the night before to mingle. Their owner had stayed up till three in the morning.

"You sure it's safe?" a toy on the other side of the pillow asked.

"Ya its fine Spidey, trust me." Peter answered the Spiderman plush toy. Spidey tilted his head to look past the pillow at the Peter toy.

"You've been wrong before."

"Ay, he's been wrong many a time." A Captain Hook plush, sitting next to Spidey agreed.

"Well I never got us caught before and I don't plan to do it now." Peter replied with a look of distaste at the pirate. They were actually on friendly terms, but Hook still made it a point to play the part of his villainy in the form of annoyance.

"But Pan, we don't know when the lass will return. She's very sporadic in the mornings." Hook argued.

"Especially when she's running late." The crocodile commented, looking down at the clock below him. "Plus she left her phone. She'll be back in soon enough."

"So we just freeze when she runs in and then she leaves no problem." Peter tried to reason.

"I don't know," the crocodile replied with uncertainty. "I think I'm with Hook on this one. She will be back soon and I don't want any more close calls." Peter's Jaw dropped.

"You Tic Tock? You are actually agreeing with Hook?" Peter looked horrified. Spidey chuckled.

"Hey if Peter Pan and Hook can be friends why can't Tic Tock agree with the Captain?" the superhero sounded smug. He enjoyed testing the green boy's patience, which was running dangerously low.

"You know what? I've had just about-" Peter cut off his threat as they heard footsteps approaching the room. All the toys froze and went limp. Rocky walked in, still rubbing sleep from her eyes. She noticed that her Captain Hook doll was on the verge of falling off the bed and immediately went to his aid.

"Hey, no falling down Captain. Don't want my dogs getting a hold of you again." If the captain had moved he would have been shaking at the mention of the demonic dogs. In the past he had had a run in with one of them. They were only wiener dogs, small dogs, but they were vicious. They ripped apart their toys mercilessly. He had luckily been rescued by Rocky last time, with only a torn sash as his scar. Rocky squeezed his one good hand and set him upright on a pillow.

"There you go big guy, no falling off now." She smiled at him and then turned away to grab her clothes. When she had walked out to change her toys all scrambled to sit upright.

"Aww is Captain Hook afraid of the little puppies?" Peter teased his nemesis. Hook shot him a glare.

"No." He replied coldly.

"Don't lie Captain." Peter pressed. "I saw your eyes widen at her comment."

"Not to mention your knees were buckling." Spidey added. He frequently changed his alliances whenever it suited him the best. Peter smiled, happy to have back-up.

"They were not!" Hook protested.

"Ya-huh, I saw them." Peter insisted.

"You couldn't see them from where you were!" Hook retorted.

"Well I could hear them knocking." Peter stood up in defiance of the pirate. Hook rolled his eyes and didn't make a move to counter the boy's stance.

"I'm made out of fabric and fluff, you couldn't have heard anything." Hook replied with a sinister girn.

"So I am right!" Peter exclaimed a little too loudly. "You were shaking!" Hook's face dropped.

"No I was not!" He shouted back.

"Fine," Peter pouted. "But if Spidey says you did it then you did it. Superheroes can't lie." Spidey shrugged, not sure if that was the case but not arguing.

"Like the lad can see!" Hook waved his floppy polyester hook at Spidey. "He's got that blasted mask on! Ain't nothing there but white plastic!"

"I can see just fine." Spidey blinked his eyes to prove it and sure enough the white eyes of the mask opened and closed.

"Would you guys shut it?" A muffled girl's voice interrupted the toys' arguing. "Or have you forgotten that we aren't alone yet!" the three boy toys glanced up at a cabinet with glass doors. They spotted the body of the voice, a Native American doll. She was glaring at them with big porcelain eyes. Her dark brown hair was wrapped up behind her in two long braids but the cute look didn't mask her anger at the foolish boys below her. The glass door was what muffled her voice but the anger was clear.

"Thank you Tiger Lily." A scruffy looking teddy bear next to her, known as Corduroy, patted her shoulder. "I was getting a headache." Peter frowned up at the two on the shelf.

"Lighten up Tiger Lily. We are just having a little fun."

"Loud fun." The Native girl hissed. She pulled at one of her braids. "Don't you dare expose us of I'll have your head." Peter smiled at her, but he understood the threat was real.

"Charming, isn't she?" he commented to his peers.

"A little feisty." Spidey observed.

"That's why she's on the shelf. She can't play well with others." Tiger Lily heard him and jumped at the glass blocking her from him but Corduroy held her back.

"It's not worth it Ti," he said in a soothing wise voice. "Rocky loves all of us, she keeps us up here so that we don't get injured. " Tiger Lily sat back down but her hands were still clenched.

"He's such a jerk." She mumbled and then raised her voice so she could be heard through the glass. "Don't think that just because you are Rocky's favorite you are suddenly in charge. You are still one of the newer ones here. Corduroy has been here since Rocky was one and you don't see him acting like such a naïve jerk." The teddy bear next to her shushed her before she could continue.

Peter scowled at her but he knew she was right. All the toys on the bed, save for a few Beanie Babies, were there before he had arrived. Even his fellow Peter Pan characters, Hook and Tic Tock, had been there before him. Yet, when he had arrived he had just assumed leadership. He supposed it was because he was Rocky's new favorite. Her old one had been Spidey, and she still had him as her second favorite but she clearly showed favoritism to Peter. After all, she was a collector of Peter Pan things, as shown by the 100's of Peter Pan books, action figures, pictures and other paraphernalia decorating her room. The action figures and book lived on the shelves below Tiger Lily's shelf but all the Peter action figures tended to keep to themselves. Peter wondered why they never interacted with anybody else. He supposed one reason would be they were trapped in the cabinet by the glass doors, but he was sure there was some other reason. Part of him was hurt that his fellow Peters had no intention of associating with the larger plush version of themselves. His only major curiosity was what they called each other since they were all Peter. He had never made the push to try and talk to them, because the other part of him was completely satisfied with being the only Peter Pan he knew. Still, even most of them had been here longer than he had but he was seen by his peers as the "real" Peter Pan.

"She's coming." Tic Tock warned, pulling Peter from his thoughts. He jumped back to where he had been lying the last time she came in and collapsed into his inanimate state. The others followed suit and Rocky bounced in, heading straight for her bedside table. She grabbed her phone off the table and casting a worried glance at her toys, addressed her mom who was still in the dining room.

"Mom, what are you gonna do with the dogs?" the toys were all pleased that she understood the dangers they faced with the dogs anywhere near them.

"They can be free, they've already gone outside, and it's cold." Her mom replied.

"Cool," Rocky kept her eyes on her toys. "Then I'll close my door, I don't want them attacking anything in my room."

"Ok but hurry up." Her mom called, reminding the teenager of the time crunch.

"I'm coming." Rocky smiled at her toys and positioned them so none where lying on their faces or upside-down. "Ok guys, have fun while I'm gone." She grabbed her coat. "Sorry I kept you up last night." She yawned. "I regret it." She went to her door and pulled it most of the way closed but poked her head back in it one last time. "Oh and Peter is in charge. Bye guys." She closed the door behind her and her footsteps got quieter as she headed for the back door.