So, here's the first new oneshot for the collection. (Perhaps this will bring my reviewers back *coughhintcough*) Haha. Anyway, this has a bit of a darker theme. Nothing too dark to warrant an M rating or anything, but kind of dark for Toy Story. If you think this fandom is full of happy-go-lucky toys you may want to reconsider. I wanted to capture more of Buzz's Demo Mode and even then, the darker side of him having it.

Just to reiterate… I don't own any of the characters…or the song at the end.

.:No Way to Switch Back:.

Buzz was worried. He was very worried; and if Buzz Lightyear was worried about something, everyone else should be so as well. Buzz had done himself and everyone the favor of separating himself form everyone immediately after Bonnie had left for Sunnyside. Why, you ask? What reason would Buzz Lightyear have to be worried? Enough so to separate himself from everyone else?

The reason was simple enough: during her playtime, Bonnie had been curious and explored every inch of her newly acquired toys. Meaning, when she came to Buzz and saw his battery compartment screwed on, she instantly became curious of what it covered.

In simpler words…Bonnie had discovered the switch that sent Buzz to Demo Mode.

Buzz had immediately felt the change, but hadn't been able to react to it until his owner was out of the room. Having experienced this before back at Sunnyside, Buzz knew what was going to happen to him and in what order. This time, however, he was going to fight it. He didn't want to go back to Demo Mode. Who knows what his other half could accomplish while in control. Jessie had told him he had hit her and a few others while in Demo Mode the first time. Buzz didn't want to hurt his friends any more—especially Jessie. The haunted look in her eyes as she recounted the event created a big knot of guilt inside Buzz's stomach, and when she reach up to rub the offending cheek, he had had to hold himself back from throwing himself out Bonnie's second-floor window.

Buzz shut his eyes—both from the surge of pain that had shot through him just then and to rid of the picture of a hurt Jessie.

He managed to stumble out into the hallway before the pain was too great to carry on. He collapsed to his knees and balled his fists against the floor as he fought off the wave of blackness threatening to pull him back out to sea. A sea where nothing but torture surely awaited both him and his friends.

Come on…what'cha fighting for?

Buzz widened his eyes at the voice in his head. It was undoubtedly his, but it possessed an eerie change to it. It sounded deeper, malicious, and it frightened Buzz. This hadn't happened back at Sunnyside.

She flipped the switch; you have to switch with me. You can't fight it.

"Just…watch me," Buzz gritted between his teeth. It was getting harder to speak, to walk…

To fight…

What're you worried about? I'll take good care 'a your friends! The snicker that resounded through his mind sent shivers down Buzz's back. 'Specially that cowgirl.

Mustering strength from somewhere, Buzz snapped his eyes open.

"You keep away from her!" he shouted.

The disgusting snicker echoed within his head again and brought Buzz back to his knees.

"I…swear…" he gasped. "Touch her and I'll…"

You'll what? I'mma part 'a you. You wanna hurt me, you're gonna be hurting yourself. Besides, what'cha making idle threats for? In just a few minutes, I'll be in control.

"I'm not letting you take over again," Buzz grumbled, using the leg of a table to pull himself back to his feet. "Last time you hurt my friends."

Mmmmh…I remember that. Tell me, does that pretty cowgirl still got that mark I gave her last time? It sure matched her hair.

"Shut up!" he yelled, managing to drag his feet further and further down the hall.

No, you shut up! You know what's it like being trapped like this? Oh, no, that's right…you don't 'cause you're always on top! Ever since you were opened ten years ago, I've been waiting for an opportunity to make myself known…

"Go away…"

And those goons at that daycare were the key to unlocking me!

"Go away!"

Now, with the flip of a switch, I'm ready to play! With that little girl, that cowboy friend of yours... and that cowgirl…

"Go away!"

Buzz found himself back on his knees. He was almost to the Anderson's bedroom. He had no idea what he could do once he got there, but at least he'd be further from his friends.

Further from Jessie.

"Buzz?"

Or not...

Why did she have to follow? Buzz bemoaned in his head. Why her out of everyone else?

Well, well…look who came to check up on ya.

Jessie was a bit stunned when she saw Buzz on his knees out in the hallway. What on Earth was he doing out here? As she carefully approached him, another question floated through her head: why was he shaking and breathing so hard?
"Jessie…" her name came out in a short gasp. "Get away."

"W-What?"

Buzz turned to look at her and she stepped back merely from the fear in his eyes.

"Get away from me! Now! Run!"

"W-Why? What's going on, Buzz?"

Buzz grunted in pain suddenly and Jessie ran to aid him, despite his shouts for her to run from him.

"Buzz?" she helped him back to his knees. "Please…w-what's wrong?"

"My… Demo Mode," Buzz whispered so quietly Jessie barely caught it. Once she processed his answer however, she suddenly understood Buzz's fear. Her cheek started to tingle all of a sudden too.

"Can we do anything?" she asked.

Nothing but sit back and watch.

"No…" Buzz growled, both at Jessie and the voice inside him.

You feel it, don't you, Buzz? The heaviness in your eyelids? How your limbs aren't responding to your commands anymore?

It was true, for Buzz found his arms heavy as he tried bringing them to his head in a sorry attempt to dull the pain.

"You… h-hurt her…" he mumbled, again gasping for breath.

No promises. Now you get to know what it's like to be the horse while I experience the glory of being the king!

Jessie stood to the side watching Buzz struggle with the demon inside him. She was scared. What could she do? Should she call for Woody? No…she didn't want him to get involved. Unless things started to go south, she thought as she watched Buzz clutch his head and continue muttering to whatever he was hearing.

"Buzz…"

"Jessie, I said… run."

"B-But I can't! I won't!"

"Do you want to get hurt?" Buzz shouted at her, hoping perhaps he could scare her away. "If you don't leave…I can't promise you'll be okay…"

He let out a shout of pain again before he let out a final "No!" in defiance. In the blink of an eye, he was on the ground again, lying still.

"B-Buzz?"

Heeding Buzz's warning, she approached him cautiously.

"Buzz, are you alright?"

She was about to kneel before him when his hand reached out and grabbed her right ankle to which Jessie let out a stifled yell.

The toy lying before her looked up at her then, and the sight greeting Jessie shook her to her core. The eyes sneering up at her held absolutely no emotion at all and the grin plastered on his face Jessie could only describe as creepy.

Buzz had been right. His Demo Mode was back.

"Hello, cowgirl…"

~ It's too late to look back

I've got no way to look back

It's too late to look back

Ain't okay, I've got no way to switchback ~

The song that spurred all this on was Switchback by Celldweller (appropriate, huh?). Please review and more will come!