Far away and in her room, Bonnie pouted as she dug through her toy chest. "They're not in here either, Mom!"

Her mother looked over thoughtfully. "And you're certain you didn't leave them outside?"

"I brought them all inside! I didn't want them to get cold." She was baffled. Bonnie had been certain she remembered putting Woody, Jessie, Buzz and her other toys away in her chest.

Her mother patted her shoulder. "I'm sure they'll turn up Sweetheart."

"But I wanted to show them my new sleigh Santa gave me."

Her mother smiled. "How about I make us some hot chocolate, and we'll try your sleigh out at the park."

Bonnie sighed. "Okay," she said as she took her mother's hand. The others toys waited until Bonnie had shut the door before they moved.

"Where on earth could they be?!" Mrs. Potato Head said as she clutched her hat nervously. "All they did was go to the living room."

"Perhaps Bullseye ran outside," suggested Mr. Pricklepants.

"But we should have seen them out the window then," said Buttercup. He had watched out the window all night just in case it became obvious the others needed a hand.

"Look," said Dolly as she patted Mrs. Potato Head's arm. "Whatever happened I'm certain Woody and the others are on their way home this very second." She gave a shrug. "Besides, what kind of trouble could they have gotten into on Christmas day?"

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Rex ran frantically and darted into every shelf, knook and cranny he could see. "Gotta hide! Gotta hide!"

His body refused to cease shaking as he buried his face into his hands and ran around the next corner. "Oh, where am I going to hide?! Huh?"

Rex froze. A few feet in front of him, stood a small doll house. The door was much bigger than Rex had ever seen on an average dollhouse. Upon a closer look, Rex was certain his body could easily fit through it. There were no windows and it was painted a very plain shade of grey.

However, the dollhouse was eye-catching due to the large sign that pointed to the house reading "Perfect Hiding Spot For Toys."

Rex gasped. "I'm saved!" Wasting no more time, Rex raced inside and slammed the door shut and was relieved to hear a click behind him. "Oh, and it even locks itself!"

The dinosaur finally relaxed. "They'll never find me in here-ACK!"

Suddenly, the house shook and Rex fell over as he felt the house rise into the air. "What's happening?! Is it a tornado?!"

Bright light entered as the cloth covering of the house was yanked away. Rex screamed in horror as it dawned on him that he was not in a house, but a large cage. The more frightening detail was that the said cage was in the hands of the very person he was hiding from.

North grinned and laughed as he lifted the cage to his face. "Ha! See Bunny, I tell you it work like charm."

Bunny stared stunned with his ears folded back and then rubbed his eyes. "I-I can't believe that actually worked."

Rex gulped. "Um...please, don't put me on the naughty list."

"I would worry more about the stupid list," Bunny muttered. Suddenly, Bunny's ears twitched and without a second thought, he spun around and threw his boomerang.

Jessie let out a scared yell from the corner she had been spying from. She went to move, but was too slow as the boomerang caught her. It spun her in circles as the weapon carried her straight back to Bunny.

Bunny smirked as Jessie held her head to get the world to stopped spinning. "That was for tackling me ya she-devil" he smirked before opening the cage and plunking her inside.

"Um...Hi, Jessie," Rex replied with a small wave. "Guess we're roommates."

Jessie groaned as she collapsed on the floor.

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Slinky ducked around the corner and looked up and down the hallway. So far, he, Hamm and Mr. Potato Head had managed to stay out of sight. They had almost run into trouble with a couple of yetis, but thankfully they seemed preoccupied with trying to fix the oven.

"Coast is clear, fellas," he whispered.

Hamm came out with Mr. Potato Head close behind him. "You know, I can't help but appreciate the irony here."

"What irony?" replied Mr. Potato Head as he nervously glanced back and forth, ready to run at the very sound of approaching feet.

"That we're a bunch of toys, hiding in Santa's workshop," Hamm continued. "That's practically a cow trying to hide in a barn."

"Hmm," Slinky replied as he nodded. "Ya got a point there."

"Who cares," Mr. Potato Head whispered back harshly. "Let's just get out of sight before-"

"Chirp!"

All three screamed and tripped over their feet which caused them to collide into one another and landed in a pile. Slinky cracked out an eye and prepared for his impending doom. "What the hey?"

A little humming bird grinned and waved at him while she flapped her wings. "Hey fellas, it's the Tooth Fairy," Slinky said as he climbed out from beneath Mr. Potato Head and Hamm. "Well, the tiny version."

Mr. Potato looked dumbfounded. "What the? And now she's small?! Why can't she pick a size and stick with it?!"

The tooth fairy frowned and landed as she repeated a series of chirps.

"Huh," Hamm replied looking curious. "She says she's not the THE tooth fairy, that's the big version we saw, she's just one of the thousand helpers that help collect the teeth."

"Since when do you speak bird?" asked Mr. Potato Head as he continued to look at the fairy doubtfully.

"Hey, when Andy wasn't playing with us, we did have a lot of spare time. I also learned how to speak Russian and Latin."

"But you couldn't learn to speak Spanish?!"

The tooth fairy interrupted with more chirps and pointed to each of them.

"What she saying now?" asked Slinky.

"Uh oh," Hamm replied. "She says we have to come with her, willingly or forcibly."

"We'll be forced to?" replied Mr. Potato Head as he looked the fairy over and then folded his arms. "Yeah, right, you and what army?" There was no way one tiny fairy would be able to carry all three of them.

However, the fairy gave a smirk as she suddenly gave whistle. Before either of the toys could ask, a group of fairies zoomed from around the corner and hovered behind the tiny fairy that had called them.

All the fairies looked at the toys and Mr. Potato Head gulped. "I had to ask!"

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Buzz looked left and right, before he rolled and dashed into the next room. So far, he had managed to go unseen, but he hadn't seen a glimpse of the others and he was almost at the rendezvous point where the sleigh was.

He grimaced and decided he had better begin planning rescue operations in his head. Suddenly, he heard a crash behind a door that caused him to jump. He frantically glanced around, but lowered his guard once he saw no one was coming.

He then paused and looked to the door. What had made the noise? Buzz hadn't spotted any yetis on the way here nor any of the other legendary beings they had seen today. He heard another crash and Buzz frowned.

The toys knew they weren't the ones wrecking the machines, however, that didn't answer the question of what was doing so. Carefully, Buzz looked inside and stared wide eyed.

The room appeared to be where presents were wrapped judging by the stacks of rolls of paper on the shelves. Buzz could only assume the machine in the middle of the room was used to wrap the presents when it wasn't being dismantled by some strange creature.

It was dark, but Buzz could see the creature was twice the size of himself and hissing joyfully as it yanked out more screws and other parts. Buzz knew the best plan of action was to back out, get the others and figure out a plan.

However, much to Buzz's bad luck, his foot tripped on a fallen screw and he landed face first in the entrance way. Buzz lifted his head as the creature jerked around and he saw a pair of angry glowing green eyes glaring back.

Buzz gulped. "Um….I come in peace?"

The creature hissed and sprang forward. Buzz scrambled and performed the only best course of military action. A 'tactical retreat'.

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Woody panted and leaned against the wooden door. He could have sworn the way back to the sleigh had been this way, but now he wasn't so sure. Woody certainly didn't recall seeing the pile of haystacks before.

Woody wondered if perhaps he was in some kind of stable, but tossed his musings aside as he heard someone singing "Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

Woody swallowed and gasped as he saw a shadow of a boy appear on the floor. He frantically looked around and thanked whatever divine being was looking out for him as he saw a large gap between the edge of the door and the floor.

Woody dove and crawled underneath as he heard the sound of feet entering the room. He then flung his ear against the door and listened. Woody could hear his pursuer tapping his foot in thought.

Please leave! Please leave! Woody thought. Can't I get one break today?!

Woody got his answer as he felt hot breath on the back of his neck. Dreading with every fiber in his body, Woody turned his head and looked directly into the eyes of a curious reindeer.

The reindeer sniffed and Woody backed up against what he knew for sure had to be a stall door. "N-nice reindeer," Woody stammered as he tried to make his way back under the door. "Good reindeer, you stay there and I'll leave-"

The reindeer swooped downward and snatched Woody by his back. Woody screamed in fright as he felt the reindeer's teeth gripped into his fabric. The reindeer swung Woody side to side until the toy was unable to see straight and then decided to toss Woody up into the air like a ball.

Woody flew briefly and gripped his hat as he tumbled, getting a clear view of the reindeer's opened jaws. He shut his eyes and braced himself for more chewing.

Suddenly, a hand snatched Woody by his boot in midair. Upon hearing laughter, Woody dared to open his eyes and saw he was still hovering in the air in the hand of Jack Frost. The boy gave Woody a cheeky grin before looking back to the reindeer.

"Sorry, Dancer, you can't play with this toy."

Play?! How was THAT playing?! Woody thought, but then remembered he had a different reason to panic as he dangled helplessly from Jack's grip. Jack chuckled as he landed and Woody desperately tried to squirm free.

"That's one for me," Jack said quite proudly. "Now, let's get a look at you-" he trailed off as Woody got a clear full view of Jack. Woody swallowed, if he didn't know any better he would swear the boy was no older than Andy. Jack was giving him an odd look like he trying to recall a line from a play.

"Wait, I know you," Jack frowned as Woody dangled upside down from Jack's hand and tried to hang on to his hat. He lifted Woody up to his face and turned him so he was right side up. "Aren't you Bonnie's toy?"

Woody forgot about trying to escape and stared at Jack. He understood Jack Frost was a winter spirit, bringing snow to kids everywhere. However, it wasn't like he had a list of kids like Santa did to memorize their names from. "Bonnie? Y-you know Bonnie?"

Jack shrugged with a grin. "Well, I WAS trying to steal the spell inside your hat."

"THAT WAS YOU?!" Woody exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger as he let his anger take over and forget the peril he was in. "You nearly gave me a heart attack playing with my hat like that!"

Jack smiled satisfied as if he'd been waiting for that exact answer and gave a shrug. "What can I say, you made an easy target." He face then turned serious. "Although, wrecking North's machines is a weird type of revenge."

"It's not us!" Woody exclaimed waving his arms. "We got here by accident! We have no idea what's wrecking his machines!" He placed a hand over his heart and raised a hand like a scout. "We swear!"

Jack raised an eyebrow. "I do find it hard to believe it would be a bunch of toys," he chewed his lip in thought. "But if it's really not you guys then who-"

A crash cut Jack off and he spun to his left. Buzz had flung the doors open and raced inside. "Woody!" he shouted frantically. "There's a-"

Then a small green monster burst through the doors and pinned Buzz to the floor. Buzz rolled over and managed to knock it off. However, the creature rebounded and tackled him again. Buzz snapped his helmet in place as the creature hissed and scratched at it to get at Buzz's face.

"Buzz!" Woody called and suddenly found himself stashed into Jack's hood. The boy raced forward and used his staff like a hockey stick to knock the monster off of Buzz. The creature slammed against the wall and seemed dazed. Jack launched a shot of ice, but the monster dodged and raced back out of the room. Jack gave chase but by the time he reached the doors, it was long gone.

Woody poked his head out of Jack's hood. "Buzz, are you okay?"

Buzz fingered the scratch marks on his helmet before opening it. "A few scratches, but otherwise fine."

Jack caught his breath then bent to scoop Buzz up and took Woody out of his hood. "Alright," said Jack as he stared at both of them. "What was that?"

"I found that creature in one of the work rooms," Buzz explained. "It was sabotaging the present-wrapping device and then decided to attack me."

Jack narrowed his eyes. "So it's definitely not you toys. We've got to find the others." Jack then clutched Woody and Buzz to his chest and flew out of the room. "Whatever that thing is, it's not friendly."

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Sandy spotted the little horse toy near at the end of a hall. It was sniffing ground very similar to the way a dog would. The horse's tail then wagged and it started to walk inside one of North's workrooms.

Sandy sprung into action. He couldn't win the bet if he didn't catch any toys. Sandy summoned sand and formed it into a whip. He then flung it and it wrapped itself around the horse's body.

The toy horse gave a frantic whinny as Sandy yanked it back. The whip disintegrated as the horse was tossed in the air. Sandy then swiftly created a small cloud of sand and caught the toy in mid air.

He grinned to himself as the cloud gently brought the toy horse into his hands. The horse struggled and pawed in the air. Sandy was about to sprinkle some sleep sand on it, when it started to whinny.

Sandy froze as he listened to the horse's cries. Sandy had never been able to talk and there had been plenty of times it had been a disadvantage for the Sandman. However, there was an ability he had gained in exchange. He might not have been able to talk, but Sandy was able to understand every language that had ever existed and that included the sounds of animals, even animal toys.

So, while those horses whinnies would have been just noise to a normal ear, to Sandy it translated to "No! No! Stop! I need to catch the monster! It's wrecking Santa's shop!"

Sandy blinked and the horse continued its story, but started to calm down as Sandy stared at him. Sandy frowned and with his sand produced an image of the monster according to the horse's description.

The horse tilted his head astounded and then happily wagged his tail, looking very relieved that someone finally understood him.

Sandy smiled and gave a sympathetic pat, since he knew exactly how the little toy felt. He then carefully held the horse and he summoned a sand cloud, going to find the others. Sandy knew what the problem was now and it wasn't as easy to fix as they had hoped.