From Inside
Chapter 7
The old floor even creaked when Woody and Dolly walked on it, probably together only weighing ounces, as they made their way to the living room's glass cabinet that housed the cloth dolls. They'd silently maneuvered down several hallways and a carpeted staircase.
Dolly, motioning in the dark room to Woody, climbed up the chair next to the cabinet, and waved at it. Woody, also climbing, saw several hands wave back through the glass, one reaching towards the inside lock, opening the double doors. Dolly turned on a nearby reading lamp, illuminating half the room and the cabinet.
"Hey, guys! How are you?" Dolly half-whispered, making her way to inside the cabinet. Dolls from upper shelves peered down, the ones on the bottom crowding around Dolly. Woody simply followed.
"Fine, as usual, my dear." The speaker was a larger doll with a very poofy pink dress, powdered face, and golden curls, her overall appearance slightly tarnished with age. She looked at Woody, standing with his hands behind his back. "And who is your handsome friend?"
Woody nodded and took off his hat, "Sheriff Woody, ma'am."
"I say! A Sheriff," exclaimed another doll, this one smaller than the other, and obviously British, with a black suit, top hat, and monocle. "And one from across the pond, no doubt. I'm Winston, my good fellow." He shook hands with Woody.
"And you do sound awfully familiar…" wondered the pink-dress doll, pouting her lips.
"Indeed he does, Janet. But I cannot remember from where." Winston rubbed his chin.
Dolly spoke up, facing them. "Actually, he's one of Bonnie's new toys, the ones that escaped Sunnyside, remember?"
A unanimous gasp came from the entire cabinet.
"Well, goodness, me! What a brave man!" sighed Janet, dramatizing her new infatuation with Woody.
"Well, uh, it wasn't too hard…" muttered Woody, taken aback by the popularity.
Winston gripped his shoulder. "Well, my boy, I assume you have some good tales to tell us, and we have some for you! As long as you don't mind old dolls talking your bloody ears off!" He laughed and adjusted his monocle.
"Winston, I have all night." Woody cheerfully responded, turning back to shrug at Dolly, and was led by Winston out into the living room. She shrugged back and followed a cabinet-full of dolls to listen in on a nighttime of captivating stories.
"Bo!" exclaimed Jessie, offering her shaking hand to pull a fragile Bo Peep out of her box, which Bo instantly took. Bo stood up, stepping outside of the box, and onto the surface of clothes. She bent back down to retrieve her slightly chipped crook from the box.
"Well, Jessie, darling, it certainly is good to see you," Bo happily said, giving her a hug. "Now I know what it feels like to be all cooped up for so long... And how amazing it feels to be found!" She turned to Buzz.
"And just how is Mr. Space Ranger Lightyear?" she asked, perfectly elated to see old friends.
"I'm excellent, thank you, Bo," giving her a courteous nod. But he knew someone that'd be more than excellent to see her. He caught Jessie's eye and winked. She, understanding, winked back, and smiled.
"So tell us how you got here, Bo!" requested a curious Jessie. "I just can't believe you were up here all this darn time!"
Bo chuckled, her features becoming what they used to be. "Neither can I, Jessie."
Well, she's back, and her story far from boring. And you'll just have to wait to see how Woody reacts... So review! - AshFang7 (P.S.: Anyone else see how Janet is... well... excited for the newcomer?) :)
