Cuddly Toy.

I don't own Toy Story or any of it's characters. I do own any and all original characters.

Woody sat in his spot as Lulu got ready for school. His mind was racing. He knew he had been too abrupt with Bo last night, but he'd felt like he'd had no other choice. He didn't want to do anything that would lead her on in the slightest. That would only ever end up hurting both her and Jessie, and he wouldn't want to deliberately hurt either of them for the world.

Yet, there was something inside him that was aching because of Bo.

He didn't know what to say to her. Deep down, he knew what she wanted to hear, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. His feelings for her were no longer what they had once been.

Buzz thought back to his conversation with Darla the night before.

"Bo and Woody used to be together," Buzz told her.

"As what?" Darla asked.

"As a couple… You know, the romantic sense?"

"I see," Darla said, thoughtfully. "As Jessie's best friend, I must look out for her the best I can. And you are Woody's best friend. He confides in you."

Buzz suddenly didn't like where this was going.

"Darla," Buzz began, firmly. "I'm not going to betray Woody,"

"I know that," Darla hissed at him. "I do understand loyalty to a friend."

"I-I'm sorry. I thought you were going to ask me…"

"I know what you thought and what everyone else thinks," She sounded slightly hurt. "There isn't anything either of us can do," She finalized, beginning to walk away from him.

"There is one thing," Buzz said. Darla turned and looked at him. "Be there for our friends." Darla said nothing and continued to walk away.

….

With Lulu now at school, her mother being away at work and her father working downstairs in his home office, the toys once again were free to come alive.

Woody walked over to Jessie first.

"Hey howdy hey," He greeted.

"Hey howdy hey yourself."

"I don't want you to jump to the wrong conclusion, but I thought I'd go up to the dresser and have talk with Bo. Just to see how she's doing," Woody said, talking her hand in his.

"Still playing leader, huh?" Jessie questioned with a smile.

"Not exactly," Woody said. "Yesterday, I wasn't my most charming-self with her when I told her about us. I just want to make sure she's okay."

"I understand," Jessie reassured, squeezing his hand. "Darla wants to have a fashion show and I promised I would help her set it up. You can tell Bo she's invited, too."

"I will… Jess?"

"Yeah?"

"You and Bo are going to get along, aren't you?"

"We always did before."

"Yeah, but that was different."

"Was it?"

"Hey… Maybe you can ask Darla to lend you Lady tonight so the four of us can double date?"

"Four of us?" Jessie probed.

"Yeah. You, me, Bullseye, and Lady."

"It's a date."

Bo watched them unable to hear what they were saying. Were they breaking up? Was he letting her down gently? It didn't look like they were. Bo had wanted to wake up to have everything be a long, bad dream - but it hadn't been. She wasn't in Andy's room (old or new), or Molly's room, or even in the Davis household. All Bo wanted to do was break down and cry in Woody's arms. He was coming towards her now and Bo felt like she could barely stand.

"Hi," Woody greeted when he reached the top of the dresser. "Darla's having a fashion show today. You're invited to come and watch."

Bo couldn't take it anymore, so she threw herself in Woody's arms.

"Why, Woody? Why?" She sobbed.

Woody held her, but not in the way he used to. Not in the way she needed to be held. Woody could have made a joke about women and fashion, but he didn't.

"Why what?" Woody asked, simply, though he knew the question.

"Why are you with her? Why haven't you broken up with her?"

Woody had to hold himself back so he wouldn't snap at her. He could understand the question concerning why he and Jessie were together - that was a normal question - but questioning him as to why he hadn't broken up with Jessie just because they had reunited was infuriating him. Nonetheless, he had to take into account Bo's state of mind. She had received a great shock from all of this: Being reunited after all these years with her feelings still intact for him only to find out that he had moved on with an old friend.

Now he had to think of how to answer her without hurting her more.

"Bo," He began, softly.

"There were others," Bo said.

"What?" Woody asked, confused.

"Other male dolls that I was involved with," Bo confessed to him. "I was so lonely without you, Woody!"

"Bo, you don't need to explain anything to me," He told her, gently.

"They didn't mean anything to me, Woody! So I can't understand why you're with her!"

"No, Bo - you don't understand! Jessie's means the world to me."

"How can you say that?" Bo asked, sounding nearly hysterical.

"Because it's true. Bo, look, you need to understand…"

"It can't be true," She said, determined not to believe him. "Woody, please tell me that you're just helping Jessie make Buzz jealous, because I know they had feelings for each other!"

"They did," Woody confirmed, helping Bo sit down. "They were together for awhile when we were owned by a little girl named Bonnie."

"Were you that lonely and jealous that you had to steal your best friend's girl?" Bo asked, sounding angry and hurt.

Woody couldn't control his anger anymore.

"Is that really what you think of me?" Woody asked her, his voice sounding so angry and cold that it scared her some. "That I'm such a weak and petty toy, that I'd stab my own best friend in the back like that? That I'd use Jessie just so I could feel something? Let me tell you something, Miss Bo Peep! Jessie and I got together long after she and Buzz broke up and, before that, I was involved with another doll when we lived with Bonnie. Her name was Dolly, but, like with Jessie and Buzz, things just didn't work out."

"Then she's using you," Bo said, still not coming to terms with everything. "She wants Buzz back and she's using you to get to him."

"Jessie's not like that! You may find this hard to believe, Miss Peep, but there are other females who find me attractive besides you!" And before Bo could say anything else, Woody climbed down the dresser.

"Baa?" belted Bo's sheep in concern. Bo turned and threw her arms around them.

"I can't lose him again!" She sobbed.

A/N I think this might turn out longer then I intended. I hope no one thinks I'm bashing Bo. I'm trying to make all the shippers somewhat happy by at least mentioning past relationships. I really love Darla you never know what she'll say or do next. A/N