A Toys Intuition

Chapter 2

Andy is Not Okay

Authors note: Hi! So I wanted to say thank you thank you thank you! I don't think I have ever received such positive reviews on one of my stories and considering that this story is very close to me in my personal life and my childhood it means so so much. I wasn't able to respond to the people who reviewed through private notes for some reason so here we go.

Dear Woodyfan222, Thank you so so much! I actually found myself liking it too lol. I haven't exactly decided what I'm going to do, but I will definitely keep these ideas in mind.

Dear Cassia, I am so very flattered, but also concerned at the possibility of you blowing up. I hope that this chapter can once again detain this terrible doom. Also thanks so much!

Dear Alex, I am here and thank you! I will hopefully be positing something soon! I have a lot of ideas my problem is finding the one that I really want to use. I have a bad habit of creating good introductions and then I never feel like the rest of the story lives up to it. Anyway I hope this suffices.

Dear Mia, I really am happy that you like it so far. I hopefully will find something to keep it going. Let me know what you think of it! As of right now I think I do plan to have Woody reveal himself, but I'm not quite sure how to go about it. Sacrificing himself is definitely right up Woody's alley so maybe. I don't think Andy would ever purposefully hurt those toys so hopefully that's not something Woody will have to deal with. I definitely don't think that the toys will sit by and let this happen.

Dear LMCQ95, Cool name btw, where did you come up with it? This means so so much to me! I cannot say how much this meant. I appreciate it so much. I am grateful and thankful for you. Thanks for noticing the differences in the toys thoughts and humans. I really kind of wanted to show the difference in how the toys lives and how Andy does outside of them. Also showing the positive effect they have on Andy. Oh my gosh! I'm so glad that I'm not the only one that had a crush on Andy! I loved him as a kid and I loved his as he grew with my age group. To be honest the older I got the more I really liked Sid too. My all-time favorite will always be Woody. Thanks again for the review!

Dear Alison granger, Hi! For one thanks for the nickname I love it! Also I really really wanted to thank you for what you said. I have never been told things like this. This is by far one of the nicest comment I have ever received and it will forever mean so much to me. I just really needed to tell you how much it meant. After only one not even conversation with you I can tell you we need readers like you too. Having uplifting people like you is what really makes updating easier and less scary. Thank you so much. I'm really glad that this story touched as it was a very hopeful goal of mine. I want this stuff to be real because it is, I might not cut myself like Andy does often, I might not have visible scars, but I do have my own problems. I'm positive that I have missed the problems of other people too and I'm hoping maybe this story will help people to know they're not alone. I don't think I have to explain this to you because you definitely got my message. I definitely plan to keep updating this story too. Sorry for the delay! Thanks again.

I wanted to give an overall thanks to everyone who read because I really do appreciate it! I also do apologize for my absence because I do know what it's like to really love a story and not see it updated for a while, it drives me insane and I hate being that person! I also hate when things aren't explained to me. So a very large reason I have been absent is because I got a new job so I now have two jobs. (It's going really well for those of you wondering, it's just a lot a lot of work), I also got surgery today (it's nothing too serious and it went really well, but it's still a pain in the butt), I also have a puppy that I am mostly responsible for and so he does come first before everything because he is one of my best friends and my child. So for those of you were wondering that is why I have been gone. I also strive to make these stories as perfect as possible, especially when the first chapter is received so well. So there is always that fear of the story going downhill. I also have a highly overactive imagination and it makes it really hard to decide what idea is best. Overall I just want to say I'm sorry it's taken so long and I hope this is worth it. Also sorry that this chapter is kind of shorter, I just really liked the way it ended. No worries though another chapter is already in progress! I love you all and I wish you a wonderful, wonderful, day, afternoon, night wherever you're reading this from. If it's windy outside go play in it.

Woody watched Andy the whole night. Not able to take his eyes off the kid. When Buzz sat down next to him there was no talking. Both beloved toys stared at

the owner they equally loved as much as he did them. Neither knew what to say or think. Buzz was the one that finally broke the silence after moments of

melancholy. "Why?" It was more to himself than to Woody, but he still felt the need to respond.

He sighed shaking his head looking towards his friend. "I don't know Buzz, I don't know. If I had to guess it would be school. Maybe those kids that made fun of

Andy for having us that one day they were here? You know I've never had a violent thought towards kids, ever. And I've been around a long time, but whoever

has Andy doing this is dead to me."

Buzz sighed nodding along. "I see what you mean. I've never been to one of these schools, but if it's full of kids like the ones we saw with Andy then I

understand why he feels this way, but I don't understand why him hurting himself will help." Woody watched with an understanding sadness as Buzz's face

contorted in pain at thinking of what Andy had done. While neither toy could see the scars from where they sat. It didn't stop the pain of knowing they were

there. They watched their kid sleep and could only watch helpless to the nightmare that was becoming their lives.

Andy woke up with a sigh. He had never despised something as much as he did school. He felt himself having to hold back tears at the thought of having to go

back. Raising his arms to stretch he caught a glimpse of the fresh marks on his arms. He paused forgetting they were there entirely. Andy didn't know why he

found such comfort in them and a realistic part of him knew that it should scare him, but it didn't. He ran his fingers over them a ghost of a smile on his face as

he felt himself calm down. He glanced up hearing his mom call his name. He swallowed harshly dreading any conversation with her. The thought itself made him

want to add another cut. He glanced towards the bedside table really considering it, but shook his head knowing how dangerous that was with his mom waiting.

He took a deep breath before looking towards his toys. They gave him the most comfort of all. "Wish me luck guys, I wish I could just stay with you forever." He

smiled sadly at them before leaving his room.

The toys all came alive as Andy left. Though none of them were their normal happy selves. Everyone knew that something had to be done. They all looked to

Woody for guidance but Woody was still looking at the last spot they had seen Andy. "Woody?" Jesse looked uncertain, something he hadn't seen in her since

they jumped off that plane. He sighed looking at her and then to the rest of the toys.

"Yeah Jess, I know." He heaved himself up and walked over to where they had every meeting over the last ten years. This one was different though. And

everyone knew it. "Okay guys, so we all obviously know something is wrong. After last night's events I feel something really really needs to be done. Right now

I'm calling for us to break code." There were collective amounts of gasps and a few nods in agreement. There was also a lot of fear, because who wouldn't be

scared. Only two of the toys in the group had broke code before and while it had saved their lives it hadn't gone well for Sid. Each toy still held a small amount

of guilt towards the boy who had to actually be hospitalized due to what doctors called a psychotic break (something that every toy knew was untrue.). Even

when Sid came home he was never the same.

Woody looked down frowning as arguments immediately began to arise. Starting with Mr. Potato Head. "Are you kidding me! Woody we all know you're known

for your good ideas, but this isn't one of them! What happens if we go through another Sid incident! What if Andy tries to tell! Woody they would lock him up

faster than any of us can blink!" While he looked angry Woody could tell that behind that anger there was fear.

"I know….but Andy's different. Maybe everything will work out? All I know is something has to be done because I cannot watch that again. I will not watch him

destroy himself. So someone better throw out a better idea or that's what we're going with." Woody looked to each member of their little family. Everyone

looked around helpless Jesse and Buzz looking to him with determined looks. He knew without a doubt they would always be behind him 100%. Woody gave

them the slightest of nods showing he understood. The other toys varied between looking down in sadness knowing what this was coming to and knowing the

possible repercussions, while others looked around. "What about Andy's dad?"

Woody felt him blood freeze. "What about Andy's dad?" He couldn't keep the quip out of his tone. He knew not all of the toys knew what had happened to

Andy's dad and that was partially his fault for avoiding any talk of him altogether.

It was Rex who spoke up seeming really hesitant. "Well maybe we could find him and get him to send a letter or something to Andy. I think that would help…"

Woody's eyes softened as Rex reverted to his rather shy side again. In all honesty the idea itself wasn't a bad one leaving out the fact that Andy's dad wasn't

capable of this.

"Rex it's not a bad idea, it just wouldn't be possible because Dillan….Andy's dad…he's dead." Woody struggled to get the words out. All of the painful memories

flooding back. He looked down in an attempt to pull himself together.

"Oh….I'm sorry Woody." Rex felt guilty, Woody could tell. He raised a hand to wave him off.

"No Rex it's not your fault. You didn't know." Woody cleared his throat struggling to maintain eye contact with any of the others. Mostly keeping his head down.

"Are there any other ideas. Trust me fellas breaking code isn't something I'm looking forward to. I'm open to all other ideas." He looked out once locking eyes

with Buzz and Jess. Both seem so defeated and ashamed. He knew that was it. Another slow look over the others and he knew, there was no other way. They

were going to break code.