"There's no way, spud head." Hamm said, as him and Mr. Potato Head stood underneath the window of Bonnie's bedroom. They waited patiently, as Slinky stood on the window sill. It was Tuesday afternoon, and they were waiting patiently for Bonnie to come home. Mainly, so Mr. Potato Head could prove his belief.
"I'm telling ya, porky." Mr. Potato Head said, trying to convince the piggy bank. "It's gotta be Pizza Boy."
"It's Pizza MAN."
"Shoot, I keep getting it wrong." The spud said, with a swing of his fist. He looked up at the window. "What's the status, Slink?"
"Uh..." Slinky turned his head from the window to his two friends down bellow. "Nothin' yet, Potato Head. But, Bonnie's not suppose to be home a for a while."
"Well, keep looking." Mr. Potato Head called up. "So I can point out to Hamm when Bonnie's friend has Pizza Man in her hand."
"Okay, even is she did." Hamm said. "Theoretically, he would probably be in her backpack."
"Fine." Mr. Potato Head said.
"Why're you so excited, anyway?" Hamm said, as him and Mr. Potato Head strolled away from the window. "Isn't this the guy who loves your wife?"
Mr. Potato Head crossed his arms. "You had to remind me?"
"Then why the ham hock are you anticipating this guy's arrival?" Hamm asked.
"Just to prove that you're not always right." Mr. Potato cocked a smile.
Hamm shook his head. "I am right, spud for brains."
"Says who?"
"No one, but who says that you're the one who's right? Your idea isn't built on any theory."
"You wanna talk theory, pork belly?" Mr. Potato Head said. "Fact, the girl's name is Lucy. Fact, The detective's daughter's name was Lucy. Fact, she just got a new toy. Fact-"
"Saying fact in front of everything doesn't make you any smarter..."
"Shush." The spud continued. "And, Pizza Man was just given to the guy's daughter this past weekend. It's gotta be her."
"Come on, that's just a coincidence." Hamm said, still not believing him.
"Oh please, don't be ignorant."
"Ignorant?" Hamm took a sharp halt to their walk, clearly offended. Mr. Potato Head sighed, stopping as well.
The male spud turned to look at his friend. "That's not what I meant-"
"Okay, spud head." Hamm said, a little aggressively. "I want the real reason."
"Real reason for what?"
"Don't be a goof." Hamm accused. "Any other day, if a toy who loved your wife was supposedly going to show up, you'd be rooting for them not to."
"So?" Mr. Potato Head said, all of a sudden feeling a little smaller than usual.
Hamm arched an eyebrow. "So, why the heck are you betting everything that it's him?"
Mr. Potato Head shook his head, letting out a puff of air in frustration. He kept his hands on his hips, all of a sudden avoiding eye contact with Hamm. The piggy bank rolled his eyes.
"Potato Head, what else happened in that evidence room?" Hamm asked, knowing there was more to it.
Mr. Potato Head clucked, judgmentally. "What else is there to explain? We said bye on a good note, and he got a new owner." Mr. Potato Head then uttered a frustrated breath before continuing on the last point. "...and the guy loves my wife."
Hamm still wasn't convinced. "I want details, spud head. Why aren't you freaking out? Wanting to pound this guy's face in? Feeling-"
"OKAY!" Mr. Potato Head said, finally giving in. "I'm furious. The thought of anyone being head over heels for the woman of my dreams drives me crazy. I hate it, I absolutely hate it!"
"Then why do you care about this guy, coming?" Hamm asked.
"Because...!" Mr. Potato Head put a hand to the bridge of his nose, sighing in vexation. "Because...I see myself in him."
Hamm almost had to ask him to repeat it, even though he heard it clearly. "What d'ya mean you see yourself in him?"
The spud's arms felt weighed down all of a sudden. "I'm upset. But, I'm not mad at the guy. He said how my wife was the first toy that's ever made him feel like he isn't worthless. And to be honest, she's the first who made me feel that same way, too. She's a miracle like that."
Hamm nodded. "So you guys are on...mutual levels."
Mr. Potato Head shrugged. "I know I never say this, but...he's a good guy." The spud admitted. "He told me honestly, but said that it would never escalate to anything else."
The piggy bank looked towards the window where Slinky remained, and back at Mr. Potato Head. "So, it never will. It's settled."
"Yeah. But, we thought that was the last we'd see each other." Mr. Potato Head said.
"Maybe it was. I'm telling you, this might not even be him." Hamm said.
"Oh come on, of course it is." Mr. Potato Head said. "It's us. Everything impossible happens to this group."
Hamm exhaled in exasperation. "Spud head, have you talked to your wife about any of this?"
Mr. Potato Head crossed his arms. "Wanna take a wild guess?"
Hamm scoffed. "There's your problem. Go find her."
"Alright, alright." Mr. Potato Head said, about to walk off. He stopped, before smirking. "Hey, wanna make this interesting?"
Hamm arched an eyebrow. "How, exactly?"
"A bet." The spud said. "If it is Pizza Man, I get your fifty cents worth from the year nineteen ten."
"And if I win?"
Mr. Potato Head sighed. "You get my hat for a week."
"You're on." Hamm said, before the spud shook his hoof. "Now go let your missus know what you're feeling, before I do."
Mr. Potato Head nodded, before walking off to go find his wife. The male spud spotted her across the room, with the LGMs. He smiled, looking at his family from a distance. Oddly enough though, Rex was there too.
"Using their names as discipline is said to help." Mrs. Potato Head explained to Rex, as the female spud tended to her three children.
The dinosaur nodded. "Wow, you're good at this!" Rex said. Mrs. Potato Head couldn't help but smile, flattered.
"Uh, hey." Mr. Potato Head said.
His wife looked up. "Hey you, where've you been?"
Mr. Potato Head smiled. "Just trying to prove to Hamm that Bonnie's friend's toy is Pizza Man."
Mrs. Potato Head straightened Champ's antenna, adoringly. "You're still on that, aren't you?"
"Yeah." Mr. Potato Head asked. "So uh, are you teaching Godzilla parenting skills, or is this the apocalypse?"
Mrs. Potato Head shook her head. "Since these little ones are always sneaking off to the kitchen, I'm just making sure someone who's often there is able to discipline them if neccessary."
"And Rex was the best option...?" Mr. Potato Head asked, on the verge to laugh.
"Hey!" Rex said.
"There's no one else ever in the kitchen besides him and Trixie, who else could I teach besides them?"
"Hey!" Rex said, again.
Mr. Potato Head rolled his eyes at the dinosaur. "Listen honey, I actually need to talk to you about Pizza Man."
"Oh." Mrs. Potato Head said. "What about-"
The Potato Heads both turned to look at Rex, who still stood there. The dinosaur stared back for a second, before realizing they needed to talk alone.
"Oh, uh...I-I'm coming, Trixie!" Rex faked.
Mr. Potato Head once again rolled his eyes at the dinosaur. "You too, boys." He told the LGMs.
The aliens looked up at their mom. "Mommy?"
Mrs. Potato Head bit her lip. "You heard your dad, okay?"
"You won't going through the mystic portal, again?" Squirt asked, with big eyes.
"No, I promise." Mrs. Potato Head assured her son. The boys then hopped off. Their parents watched them go.
"Why do they keep asking you if you're going anywhere?" Mr. Potato Head asked his wife.
Mrs. Potato Head sighed. "When you were trapped under the wax, they made me promise I wouldn't disappear again after I was kidnapped."
"Oh." Mr. Potato Head said, the thought alone of his wife's previous kidnap sending him to a place of sorrow. "But, about Pizza Man...?"
"Right, right." Mrs. Potato Head said, trying to stay on subject. "What about him?"
Mr. Potato Head hesitated, before gingerly taking his wife's hand. He led them to a lone book, that they both sat down on.
"Honey," Mr. Potato Head began. "I know this might come as a shock, but..." The spud was irritated at the thought.
His wife looked for a response in his eyes. "My gosh, what is it?"
Mr. Potato Head squeezed her hand. "Pizza Man was...well, is in love with you."
He waited for a shocked reaction from her, but there was none. "I know."
Mr. Potato Head reacted angrily. "Wait, what? Did he tell you?" The male spud asked in an aggressive tone. "Did he tell you he loved you when he knew we were married? That son of a building block-!"
"No, no, no, no." Mrs. Potato Head tried to keep her husband sane, just in case Pizza Man really did show up. "It's not like that, at all."
"Then how do you know?"
"Queen Martian, that's how." Mrs. Potato Head said, uttering her name like a curse. She sighed in sadness at the thought of Pizza Man. "The poor thing, he clearly wanted to keep it hidden. But, she just had to use it against him."
"Use it against him?"
Mrs. Potato Head nodded, taking both her husband's hands. "I know he did the right thing in the end, but when he wasn't, it was because Queen Martian was using his feelings to keep him on her side. Using the thought of never being with...me, as a way to pry him into being like her."
"What a hag." Mr. Potato Head said, thinking of the mother alien. "That's probably all she knew what to do. Use people's fears against them. The guy deserves way better than that!"
Mrs. Potato Head smiled. "My, you certainly seem to care about him."
Mr. Potato Head realized how much he had defended the pizza toy. "It's just...the guy's life has been a wreck. I understand why he likes you, but he's got good morals. He would never do anything to ruin us. At least I don't think..."
His wife caressed his hand. "Had a little heart-to-heart with him, did you?"
"Yeah, when we were evidence." Mr. Potato Head said. "But, it was you know...manly."
Mrs. Potato Head chuckled. "You're good to have listened."
Mr. Potato Head continued to squeeze his wife's hand. "You know, a part of me thinks that maybe he deserved something in return."
"I suppose." Mrs. Potato Head said.
Mr. Potato Head looked at his wife, a sparkle shining in her eyes. "You feeling better?"
"Lots." Mrs. Potato Head assured her husband. "But, I still get chills every here and there."
The male spud leaned in. "Maybe I can help with that..."
"Oh, darling..." the female spud whispered, before her husband locked lips with her's. He kissed her, making up for what was suppose to be a happy reunion yesterday, but ended up turning into a crisis. The feeling of his wife's hands in his, her lips on his, having her close, sent a feeling of love and intimacy right through him. He pulled her closer, continuing to kiss her. The male spud knew right then and there, they both deserved each other. There was no doubt about it.
Mr. Potato Head pulled away, his wife sighing in happiness. He reached a hand to her face, caressing her cheek.
"It's a lot better when Lightyear and Jessie aren't interrupting us." Mr. Potato Head said, putting his other arm around his wife's waist. She relaxed in his warm embrace.
Mrs. Potato Head rested her hands on her husband's shoulders. "I agree."
The male spud once again pulled her in to kiss her. He carefully moved his lips from her's to her cheek, charming her beyond she could imagine. She smiled, pulling herself closer if it was possible.
"Hey, y'all!" Slinky called from the window. "Bonnie's home, their car just pulled in!"
The Potato Heads separated from their kiss with a loud lip smack sound, hoping no one had been watching. As all the toys began to run to position, so did they.
"Watch me win a bet against Hamm." Mr. Potato Head laughed to his wife as they go into place.
"What?" Mrs. Potato Head asked.
Pizza Man fumbled around inside a back pack, feeling the van coming to a stop. He heard the laughs of the little girls through the fabric of the bag as it was lifted up.
"I'm gonna guess we're here." Pizza Man laughed. He looked towards a purple pencil case, speaking to the small zebra keychain that was attached to it's zipper.
"Why're you so chirpy?" The zebra keychain asked. "You were complaining the whole backpack ride, here."
"What was your name, again?"
The zebra keychain rolled his eyes. "Charlie, remember?"
Pizza Man arched an eyebrow. "Who gave you that name?"
"My friends."
Pizza Man looked around the empty backpack as it continued to shift with the little girl's motion. "Friends?" He asked in a deadpanned voice.
"Me, myself, and I." Charlie said, matter-o-factly. "The best kind of friend someone could have."
Pizza Man scoffed. "This is why I'm thankful everyday I'm not a keychain."
"Hey!" Charlie snapped. "Don't forget the whole reason you're a toy of Lucy's is because of three little green aliens that were once...oh yes, A CAR DANGLER."
"That's a car dangler, not a keychain."
"Same difference, bud."
Pizza Man rolled his eyes. "I'll make sure to tell the LGMs that when I see them, so I can make a fool out of you."
"You don't even know if this will be the same house."
"Oh, come on." Pizza Man argued. "Her friend's name is Bonnie who also goes to Sunnyside. It has to be the same girl."
The zebra keychain swung on his on is zipper from the motion of the backpack. "Well, have you seen what she looks like?"
Pizza Man crossed his arms. "No..."
"Then you have no proof."
Pizza Man shook his head in annoyance. "Whatever. Them or not, as long as I'm still with Lucy and the rest of her toys my life is complete."
"Oh, so you enjoy the company of the rest of Lucy's toys, but not mine!" Charlie argued.
"They were really welcoming!" Pizza Man said about Lucy's toys in his new home. "Also, regular toys don't act crazy like you keychains. You're probably the worst travel mate I could ask for."
The zebra keychain smirked. "Worst travel mate you could ask for? I don't think so."
Pizza Man sighed, having regret of telling this zebra his life story with Queen Martian. "Okay, fine. Not the worst."
"Walked right into that one, didn't ya?"
"What else I'm I suppose to do when I'm stuck in a backpack all day? At least talking to a weird loner like you means I could get some laughs out of it."
"There is nothing to laugh at me about." Charlie said, puffing his chest out. "I happen to be perfect. Just ask any of my friends. Which is ME."
Pizza Man looked at him weirdly. "You keychains are nothing but bizarre. Why would-"
The pizza toy stopped that sentence when he felt the bag drop to the floor. The impact was hard, allowing him and Charlie to be winded and huff from the hit. Right after, both the toy and the keychain went lifeless in anticipation of Lucy to open her backpack. But, there was no motion as such. They both stayed frozen, while listening to the discussion outside the bag.
"How 'bout the park first? Then you guys can play with your toys, after." A woman's voice spoke.
"Okay!" A squeaky voice said in return.
"Okay!" The other agreed. The sounds of their little hurried footsteps ran away, with the following of the larger one walking behind. There was a sudden sound of a closed door, and then nothing else but the echoes of the voices clearly coming from another room. Pizza Man waited patiently, not wanting to slip up and reveal his ability to be alive after only being with Lucy for a weekend. The house was soon quiet, and Pizza Man could subtly hear a car pull out of it's driveway.
"Ha." Charlie said. "Looks like you're gonna have to wait for playtime."
"Oh, please." Pizza Man said. "That's pretty sad coming from you. All you do is zip, and unzip."
"But, I'm stunning." The zebra keychain bragged. "You know how many compliments Lucy gets on me?"
"Shush." Pizza Man said, turning away. He leaned against the fabric of the bag, in hopes of listening to anything that might be happening outside of it. In the back of his mind, though he wouldn't admit it to Charlie, he was really hoping that he was at the house he had hoped it would be. The pizza toy pushed at the fabric. If he was correct, he could hear the commotion of toys going about their business like any functioning room of a child. But, that didn't really indicate that it was the same Bonnie who's room he was in. He slumped his shoulders a bit in disappointment.
"Nothing, eh?" Charlie asked.
"Shut up, I can't hear anything over your cocky voice!" Pizza Man said, a little too loudly. The pizza toy shut his mouth, realizing how much his voice had thundered. The bag was quiet of it's two occupants again, as they listened for any response. The commotion that was happening outside the bag had stopped completely, clearly having heard the loud voice that erupted from the backpack. There were a few footsteps, but no use of voices that Pizza Man could identify with who he had met this past week. It was all of a sudden dead silence all around. Pizza Man felt as though he was being watched, even though he was inside a bag.
Pizza Man looked towards Charlie, who also seemed to be thoroughly creeped out from the silence that had descended. The zebra didn't say anything, unsuspected by Pizza Man, and instead just looked at the toy in hopes of him making the next move.
Before Pizza Man could do anything though, the zipper of the backpack inched open just a bit. The bright light of the room peered into the bag, blinding both the toy and the keychain from being inside it for most of the day. When Pizza Man's eyes adjusted, he looked at the opened crack. Nothing showed but the bright light. He continued to stare at the opening, in anticipation of anything that might happen. A face, a greeting, a question, anything.
"Uh, hello?" Pizza Man spoke.
The next thing he knew, a fabricated arm with a plastic hand was shoved into the bag, grabbing Pizza Man by the arm in a startling motion. He was yanked out within the blink of an eye, gaining motion sickness from the way he was shook around.
"YEEHAW!" The red-headed cowgirl's voice shrieked. Pizza Man gained immediate recognition of Jessie, despite the fact that she was hastily shaking him around. If that loud, excited yodel didn't sell it, what could?
"It's really you!" Jessie said, rubbing a playful fist on the top of Pizza Man's head.
"Hey, hey! Watch the crust!" Pizza Man said. However, his demand couldn't have possibly been heard over the laughter of all the other toys who were quickly bouldering him into a a giant, messy huddle of a hug. Pizza Man merely rolled his eyes when he gained recognition of all the faces of Bonnie Anderson's toys.
As soon as the commotion stopped, Pizza Man took a good look at them. He swayed a bit, overwhelmed by the crazed motion.
"Sorry about that." Woody apologized, though he was grinning. "We're not exactly the normal kind of family, if you hadn't already noticed."
Pizza Man smiled. "Trust me, I figured it all out last week to begin with."
"I knew it! I just knew it was gonna be you!" Rex said, excitedly.
"Nuh-uh. That was me, Godzilla." Mr. Potato Head remarked. The spud looked towards Hamm with a smirk. "Fifty cents, please!" The piggy bank mumbled something aggressive under his breath before paying what he promised in their bet.
Pizza Man looked towards the Potato Heads as soon as Mr. Potato Head had spoken up. It was awkward for a second, before Mrs. Potato Head decided to break the silence with something shocking, yet neccessary.
"Sweetie?" Mrs. Potato Head asked her husband. "Remember how you said he deserves something in return?"
The look in his wife's eyes allowed Mr. Potato Head to know exactly what she was thinking. A small part of him wished she was joking, but another knew it was asking to be done. There was no doubt.
"Yeah, go for it." Mr. Potato Head said, hoping it would be done quickly.
Mrs. Potato Head smiled before walking up to Pizza Man and giving him a kiss on the cheek. The pizza toy's eyes widened, while his pepperoni moustache flickered.
She pulled away, and Pizza Man remained wide-eyed through a fluttering feeling. "What...was that for-?"
"For everything." Mrs. Potato Head said. "It's not common for any of our past enemies to have made the right decision last minute."
"But, that's all you get." Mr. Potato Head pointed a finger in warning, while his wife came and stood by him again.
"A-absolutely." Pizza Man said, wildly fluttered by her kiss.
"Especially because of the feelings you have for miss you-know-who." Hamm chuckled. In return, the room didn't laugh and instead turned tense. The piggy bank realized that he had spoke at the wrong moment.
Mr. Potato Head angrily eyed the piggy bank. "Hamm." He spoke through gritted teeth.
"No, listen." Pizza Man said. "I mean, if he wasn't going to mention it, I would."
Mr. Potato Head crossed his arms, wanting to avoid the conversation. "I don't think there's much to talk about..."
"Guys, maybe we shouldn't get into this now." Woody said, stepping in. "Pizza Man, you're here and that's all that matters."
"...except that he loves my wife..." Mr. Potato Head muttered under his breath. Woody shot an angry look at the spud.
"See, right there!" Pizza Man pointed at the male spud. "We're not ending this discussion until everything is at peace. I refuse to have Lucy be friend's with a girl who's toys hate me."
"I didn't say I hate you!" Mr. Potato Head snapped. "If I did, you'd be half way to China by now!"
"Enough!" Mrs. Potato Head bellowed. "My goodness, it's like an argument between toddlers!"
"Your fault for marrying one." Hamm joked to Buttercup, who chuckled. Both Potato Heads shot death glares at the two snickering toys.
"Look." Pizza Man began. "I know you'll never believe me when I say that I don't still love...her..."
"No kidding." Mr. Potato Head said.
Pizza Man sighed. "I still mean everything I said in that investigation room. So, maybe I can convince you that I found a love that overshadows that."
The male spud's mouth dropped open. "Whoa, whoa, whoa." Mr. Potato Head said. "Falling for another woman after you said you loved my woman?"
"You devious dog." Slinky said, almost a little too aggressively to Pizza Man.
The LGMs bounced over the the group of toys, after watching from a distance for a while. They hid behind their parents, while peering around them to watch the current argument.
Buzz scratched the back of his head. "Pizza Man, that is a little...presumptuous."
Pizza Man rolled his eyes. "I'm not in love with a new woman, you idiots. I'm talking about a little girl."
"Ew." The toys all said, giving disgusted faces in return.
Woody groaned, while slapping a hand to his face. "GUYS. He's talking about Lucy."
"Thank you! Finally, someone's smart enough to point it out." Pizza Man said, motioning towards the cowboy. He looked back at the rest of the toys. "It turns out, the care from an owner gave me a love a lot stronger."
Mrs. Potato Head smiled. "Well, I guess we can all relate to that."
Pizza Man nodded at the female spud. "I may still be...attracted to you. I mean who wouldn't be? You're smoking-"
"Get to the point." Mr. Potato Head spat.
"But, in terms of feelings." Pizza Man said. "I swear to you, it'll die over time as long as I have Lucy. I mean, a kid is all I've ever been looking for. You said it yourself, every toy is needed somewhere."
Mrs. Potato Head smiled at the fact that Pizza Man still remembered their discussion from the garage a few days ago. That seemed to be the first moment that she had thought of her kidnap without feeling traumatized. She only looked at the good memory.
The female spud looked towards her husband, "darling?"
Mr. Potato Head sighed before squeezing his wife's hand and putting his other arm around the LGMs that now stood beside him. "I can live with that."
Pizza Man nodded. "Thank you."
"Ya see?" Slinky said, stepping forward while wagging his tail. "This is just like when Rex hadda crush on Mrs. P when she first came to Andy's room."
Mr. Potato Head whipped his head towards the slinky dog, before looking at Rex. "What!?"
"Nothing!" Rex yelled in fear, before bolting out of the room. Trixie, Dolly, and Buttercup chased after him to get him to calm down. The rest of the toys all exchanged looks, before bursting into a set of laughter.
"Well," Woody said when the laughter died down. "If Bonnie and Lucy play their cards right, maybe we'll see you at more playdates."
Pizza Man nodded. "I should hope so. Maybe some of you will come on over to Oakwood."
Mr. Potato Head perked up. "Wait, did you say...Oakwood?"
"Yeah."
"Oakwood, as in the street across the way with all those big, fancy houses?" Mr. Potato Head said in disbelief. "Are you telling me that you live in the lap of luxury?"
"29 Oakwood, that's the one." Pizza Man said with a shrug.
Mr. Potato Head looked at his wife. "I think it's best Bonnie remains friends with Lucy."
The toys once again laughed, before all dispersing back to their activities now that everything was settled. Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head felt little hands tug at their wrists, before they turned around. They looked at their kids, who stared back at them with big eyes.
"It is over?" Squirt asked.
"The universe is rid of mystic evil?" Brainy also asked.
Mr. Potato Head smiled, while putting an arm around his wife. "Yes boys, it does."
"Through the indication of laughter." Champ said. Both his parents exchanged a look as soon as he spoke those words. That doesn't sound like him.
"Where did you hear that?" Mr. Potato Head asked.
"The hedgehooooog." The LGMs said, pointing in the direction of Mr. Pricklepants.
Mr. Potato Head groaned. "That's the last time I let pants recite theatre in front of you three." The male spud said through frustration. His wife giggled, before taking in the image of all three of her children.
"I love all three of you, I hope you know that." Mrs. Potato Head told her children. Her kids exchanged some smiles, before hopping up to both their parents into a family hug. Mr. Potato Head was the exterior of the hug, his arms wrapped tightly around his family. The ones that meant the absolute most to him in the world. The ones he hoped never to take for granted. Not ever again. But, he wouldn't worry too much about that. Not when he had this ongoing feeling of how much he truly loved his wife and kids.
"I love you, too." Mr. Potato Head said to his boys. Him and his family chuckled in delight in the group hug. He caught a glimpse of his wife, who smiled with absolute delight. After years of inactivity between Mr. Potato Head and the LGMs, this truly lifted her spirit beyond imagination. Her husband could see it all reflect in her eyes like a dream come true. What she had always hoped for. What she deserved. What she was eternally grateful for. He squeezed her in the hug just a little bit more.
"Um." Pizza Man said, coming up behind them. The Potato Heads and their children stopped hugging and turned around to look at the pizza toy. He stood there, awkwardly.
"Just so you know, I really do mean it." Pizza Man said.
"Don't worry, we believe you." Mrs. Potato Head assured him, keeping in her husband's embrace while their kids shifted to the side.
"Hey!" A voice spoke inside from Lucy's backpack. They looked towards the bag at Charlie's voice. "Now that you're all buddy-buddy with your friends, can you unlatch me from this pencil case?"
Pizza Man rolled his eyes, when looking back at the Potato Heads.
"Friend of yours?" Mrs. Potato Head asked, referencing Charlie.
"Not even close." Pizza Man said. "Just a keychain along for the ride."
"Pfft. Keychains." Mr. Potato Head spat. "Nothing but bizarre."
"That's what I said!" Pizza Man said through a smile. Mr. Potato Head also smiled, recognizing Pizza Man for something he hadn't before for what felt like the first time. A friend.
"Hey, everybody!" Slinky said, from across the room. "Hamm got the stereo working, again!"
Hamm nodded, while cocking a smile. He pressed the play button on Bonnie's green mini stereo, before a familiar tune began to play.
"You've gotta friend in me..."
Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head exchanged a look, knowing this song all too well.
"Ugh." Pizza Man clucked in disgust. "I hate this song."
"Try listening to it for years." Mr. Potato Head said. "It's like no one around here has any other taste in music."
Mrs. Potato Head looked towards the rest of her family that all gathered in the middle, listening to the song. She couldn't help but chuckle at Buzz, Jessie, and Woody dancing in the middle of the crowd.
"I like it." The female spud said. Her husband and Pizza Man both looked at her, judgementally. "It reminds me that I'm where I'm suppose to be."
Her husband's judgement faded and was replaced with a smile for her reasoning. The same went for Pizza Man.
"Look, I was wondering if we could start over?" Pizza Man asked.
Mrs. Potato Head shrugged her shoulders. "I won't disagree to that."
Pizza Man grinned, and held out his hand. "The name's Pizza Man. I belong to Lucy."
Mr. Potato Head shook his hand in return. "Mr. Potato Head, and this is the missus." He said, 'introducing' him and his wife.
Pizza Man looked towards the LGMs. "Are these your kids?"
Mrs. Potato Head nodded.
"Yes. Their names are Champ, Brainy, and Squirt."
The end. :)
Author's note:
The story is done! Sorry it took so long to get the last chapter up. I was just trying to think of a good way to end it, and I ended up rewriting a whole chunk of it. The same kind of thing actually happened for chapter 2, only because the wifi went out then and I had to rewrite the whole moment when the Potato Heads were deciding names for the LGMs. I was so disappointed, because the first version of that chapter was way better than the second version. (Also random note, I think some of you may have missed chapter 8 because it was posted in a weird time frame, so if you missed that chapter make sure to read it because it's relevant to the story.) But either way, I'm happy with how this whole story turned out (another shoutout to Bunny-CarrotHunter for the inspiration!). Please make sure to rate and review! Also, make sure to say if you have any suggestions for a Toy Story fic ideally around the Potato Heads, because if you've read any of my other stories, you know they're my absolute favourite pairing (*wink, wink* to go check those out). Thank you SO much for reading!
~McSgwizzle