Chapter three

After remaining inside one single bedroom for so long, it felt quite unusual to Woody to be taken out so quickly. Once Bonnie came into the kitchen, she and the cowboy observed Mrs. Anderson scribble something on the magnet notepad on the fridge door, which said;

Cough Drops

Ice Cream

Tylenol

Basically, only two of those things had something to do with pain and illness, besides ice cream, which was an odd addition to the list of needs. The anxious Toys inside Bonnie's backpack were all getting restless, except for Buzz.

"Buzz!" Jessie, the Cowgirl whispered. "Do you know what's going on out there?"

"No clue." Buzz simply answered.

"Now that's something that'll calm me down." Slinky yelped, almost too loud for comfort as he got more comfortable as he was pretty much smothered in Bonnie's blanket.

"Shut up!" Buzz hissed after looking through the space in the bag zipper. "They might hear you. We're heading towards the front door!"

"Where are we going, Buzz?" Slink rasped, nervously.

"The doctor, if I heard correctly."

"Oh no..." Jessie gasped. "I don't like the sound of that-"

"Now, no one panic. It's Bonnie who's afraid here." the space ranger shot back silently at them.

"If she's scared then it must be as bad as she thinks..." Slink added, lowly.

Suddenly, once they knew that they were heading up to the car, Bonnie frightfully stopped in her tracks, hugging Woody tighter this time. Secretly, Woody and Buzz were able to see each other. Woody looked over the girl's shoulder, right next to the backpack and he exchanged another saddened, pitiful look to Buzz, who felt the same for their newly and devoted owner. Mrs. Anderson took notice of her daughters' hesitation. Lovingly, she came over and picked her up after taking the bag off her hands before putting the girl into her car seat. Meanwhile, the toys staying back in the room were observing it all from the window. After placing the bag next to the car seat, her mother carefully belted her in before giving her a warm smooch on the forehead.

"Everything will be fine, my brave baby."

"It's gunna hurt..." Bonnie teared up, snuggling Woody against her tear-stained cheek.

"No, it won't. It's going to be really fast. You'll see."

Woody felt her warm tears smother all over him. She was truly afraid and all he could do was to allow her to squeeze him to her heart's content. If he could hug her or cry with her, he would. It tortured him through and through to see her like this and she was so young. Buzz, Jess and Slink couldn't help but suffer the same; being not but toys wasn't what it was cracked up to be. All they could do was to be there whenever she needed them. All through the drive to the hospital, Bonnie was as quiet as a mouse, staring out the side window with fear and anticipation. Her big brown eyes were still glassy with tears of fright, but she held strong, just as strong as the grip she had on Woody. Once Mrs. Anderson pulled into the driveway into the hospital parking, Bonnie gave a tight whimper. Woody wished with all his heart that he could comfort her, talk to her, to tell her that everything will be fine, but he couldn't.

Oh, Bonnie. Don't cry...you've got us. We ain't going anywhere. We're right here. was all he could say without movement. Always.

The poor baby. :( Now, what's coming up next will not just be about Bonnie, but about the toys as well. ;)