/AN/ Thanks to everyone that have been reading! It's only been a few days since I posted this, but I'm genuinely surprised that so many people have already read. Special shout out to my first follower and the first person to favorite the story too. I'm glad I can entertain you guys. Please go ahead and tell me what you think by reviewing the story. I'd love to know any and all flaws or things I could change to become a better writer for you guys.
I do not own Toy Story or any of the characters that are cannon to the franchise. All other characters are my own. /AN/
"Holy crap I'm late!" Yelled out Andy as he jumped out of bed, leaving Jessie in a crumpled mess on the blanket. He rushed like a whirlwind - moving around the room as quickly as he could, packing his bag, hobbling as he changed his clothes and doing his hair all at the same time. In a flash he rushed out of his room and slammed the door shut behind him, a KEEP OUT sign that hung on the knob whirling round and round.
"Well, I never!" Grumbled Jessie as she pouted and crossed her arms. "Woody, you better teach your boy some manners!"
"What now, Jess? He was late!" The cowboy moaned as he slumped over the now-open toy chest.
"That's not how you should ever treat a lady, even if he was late!"
"Jess." replied the exasperated cowboy as he recalled Buzz when he first met him, "You. Are. A. Toy!"
"I am a lady!" She now turned to her counterpart, stomped her foot and pouted her adorable pout at him.
"Ah, quit your yappin!" came a voice with a Brooklyn accent from inside the box, "It's too early and there are some toys here that want to sleep."
"Zip it, spud!" yelled the redheaded cowgirl back. Jessie was not one to back down from a fight.
"Do me a favor. Take my detachable arm, and shove it right up your-"
SLAP. Came a noise from inside the toy chest.
"B-but-but honey, she started it!" returned the Brooklyn accented voice, this time trembling.
"I don't care who started what! You do NOT speak to a lady that way!" rebuked Mrs. Potato Head angrily before hopping out of the box and sauntering away, her hands crossed and eyes closed in disapproval.
"H-honey!" Whined Mr. Potato Head as he struggled to get out from the box himself. As he landed he broke apart - arms, legs, eyes, nose and mouth. He hobbled along, haphazardly returning each member back to their slots, though incorrectly. "C-come back! I'm sorry!"
"Good luck with that, Picasso!" Laughed Woody, slapping his knee at the humorous sight. He then turned to Jessie and noticed she kept her adorable frustrated pout. "Now now, Jessie. You know he didn't mean it. And besides, it's still better than when he was a kid. Remember how he'd drop us on whatever hard surface we were on as soon as his mom calls out to him?"
Jessie huffed - Woody was right. Ugh. Woody was always right. "I guess... but I'm still mad about it! I was having a very pleasant dream!"
"Oh?" The Western doll teased with a playful grin, "having sweet dreams in the arms of your lover? I think Buzz might have a rival on his hands!"
"What?" called Buzz out from inside the toy chest, his head popped out and he frantically paced the room with his eyes, looking for Woody and Jessie. "Jessie wouldn't leave me for Andy." He said with a chuckle that lasted a little too long, "I mean... You wouldn't actually leave me for Andy, right?" Jessie merely shot him a deadpan look that said, 'what do you think, Einstein?'
...
Andy groaned as he plopped down on his desk beside the window. All that stress and hard work from the night before, and all he got for it was a lousy C+. Still, he was finally safe from failing. He knew though that it would only get harder from there. He shuddered to himself, knowing he'd have to suffer Jenny's constant teasing for at least another few months. He was at least glad that she was less flirtatious at school. He would hate for people to think he liked her in that manner merely because she knew how to make him blush. The fact of the matter was, she was only a friend and he just never knew how to act properly around women.
The truth was that Andy already had his eyes set on someone else, someone he knew for much longer than Jenny. He smiled sweetly as he rested his chin on his arms, slumping on his desk. He watched the glow of thick, golden locks, seemingly shimmering against the natural light. Fair skin on a meek frame. She was the perfect height, too. 5 feet, 4 inches to his 5 feet 11. He closed his eyes as he imagined what it would be like to bend his head down, watching her as she lay in his embra-
"Howdy, pardner!" greeted Jenny in a playful whisper before plopping down on her seat next to him. The boy merely rolled his eyes and nodded at her.
"Howd- Hi, Jen."
She giggled to herself and gave him a genuine smile. "Hey! You got yourself a C plus! Not bad, not bad!"
"Don't patronize me." He replied as he looked down at his test paper.
"You know me, I'd rather tease you than compliment you, so be grateful."
Andy chuckled at this and went back to resting his head on his arms, returning to look at those long, wavy strands of hair. Jenny watched him and rolled her eyes, instantly knowing what he was doing.
"Staring at her again, eh?" she whispered in his ears.
"I- I'm not staring!" He replied, looking away to hide his slightly pink cheeks. "I was- I was just-"
"You know, you're the weirdest boy in the world, Andy." remarked Jenny, "Most kids would hate their bullies, and here you are making goo goo eyes at yours!"
"She's not a bully, alright." Andy responded, scratching the side of his head in annoyance. "Stop saying she is!"
"Andy. She teases you all the time."
"You do that too!"
"Yes. But I do it out of love, and she does it for popularity."
"Just. Shut up, okay?" He grumbled and turned to look outside the window to avoid the conversation.
"Hmph. Fine." Jenny resigned to reading her books instead as she was becoming more annoyed as well. What was so good about that prissy little blonde snob anyway? Always wore dresses that were too frilly. Always surrounded by boys and posse. She was so dainty you'd think she was a porcelain doll deep down, and yet had the sharpest and most ruthless tongue in the world. Jenny stared at the blonde, completely annoyed now. Rose. Andy was too good for her.
...
Back at Andy's house everyone had settled down. The Potato Heads went inside the closet to continue the 'apology.' Rex, a toy Tyrannosaurus Rex, Hamm, a literal Piggy Bank, and Slinky were all huddled together in a game of cards. A few other toys were scattered about, chatting with one another while Jessie and Buzz sat together on top of Andy's pillow.
"So yeah. That's what he told me last night." remarked Buzz, thankful she was in a better mood than the night before.
"Dang that Woody." Huffed his girlfriend. "He ain't makin' this easy on any of us."
"Now Jessie, I- I know you care about him... a lot," he added, a hint of mistrust was added in that final word, "but Woody isn't going to want our help. He'll let go of it when he lets go of it."
"How can you say that, Buzz? You're his best friend!"
"Which is exactly why I'm saying it. I've known Woody all my life, and I can tell you that toy does not like showing any signs of weakness. Ever."
"Blasted. Arrogant cowpoke." She muttered under her breath, pouting and hugging her knees.
The space ranger could only smile at her. "You know, you're cute when you're mad."
"Don't try to change the subject, Buzz." She frowned, huffing in light protest. "Mr. Romeo."
"Ah Jess, you really do remind me of Woody sometimes." commented Buzz as he took her hand. "Stubborn." He cooed, slowly climbing over the distracted redhead. "Can't take 'no' for an answer." Before she realized it, her lover was over her, his right hand pressing against her shoulder to keep her still. "But most of all... ticklish!" With his free hand, Buzz gently pressed against his girlfriend's sides, causing her to laugh uncontrollably and begging for mercy. He laughed alongside her, knowing she needed to get that cowboy off her mind if she were to feel better.
"Oh- okay! Okay! I- I give! I give!" She yelled between each chortle. They stared at each other in silence for a minute, smiling lovingly before Jessie turned her head to the side, looking away.
Buzz merely sighed. "You know you can't help him."
She nodded, frowning.
"But you're still going to try, aren't you?"
She nodded again. "Where is he?" she asked quietly.
"Downstairs. Watching TV."
And with that, she got up, gave her boyfriend a kiss on the cheek and walked out of the room, leaving him sighing to himself. "I'm not sure who's more stubborn between the two cowpokes."