Author's Notes: Hey guys, I know it's been too long, and I have a reason that I don't particularly want to discuss, but it has something to do with the tornadoes in Alabama… and me being extremely sick… But I'm determined to finish this, even if it might be my last story (though I sincerely hope not). Anyway, thanks for your support, and reviews are awesome.
She didn't know how long it had been. It seemed like she had been running down the corridor for hours, and her stamina was giving out on her.
Bo Peep finally saw a speck of light, and ran until it got gradually larger, and she was able to see what could have been assumed as a busy railroad station. But this was no train.
She got to the opening, and tried to conceal herself behind a wall corner at the beginning of a different hallway. Men and women both scurried around everywhere, wearing curious apparel. The women looked odder than how Bo was dressed herself. A green and white contraption sat in the center, and people were getting on and off every second. People were pushing carts holding who knows what, and others were buzzing nervously.
Suddenly across the room strolled in a figure, which caused everybody to stop and salute. She recognized the man as the stranger that had been with Woody. She squinted her eyes, and sure enough not too far behind was Woody himself.
This was it. She had to talk to him, and not get caught at the same time. Bo took a deep breath, and then started to count down from three.
"3…2…1…" Bo breathed, and…
"Ooof, hey, watch where ya going!" called a voice from behind her after she'd been shoved in the back suddenly. Her cowboy hat flew off, landing a few feet in front of her.
"Bo? Is that you?" the voice asked quieter.
She whipped around to find Mr. Potatohead, pushing a big cart full of questionable items.
"Potatohead! What are you doing here?" Bo whispered, grabbing the fallen hat and yanking it on her head.
"What are you doing down here? You shouldn't be here…" he said checking the cart for any damages.
"You know about this place too? Jeez, did everybody know about this place but me? Nevermind, I don't have time for this, I have to talk to Woody before he leaves…" Bo said, looking back at spot where he was. He wasn't there anymore; they must have gotten onto the weird contraption.
"Huh, figures you'd be here 'cause of that guy." Mr. Potatohead said back. "You really should get out of here Bo. This isn't a place for people-"
"Like me?" Bo cut in bitterly.
"Exactly. So if I were you, I'd just go home. I'll tell him you miss him, and after a year he'll be back and you won't ever have to worry about this place ever again," he replied.
"Wait a second, you're going?" Bo said, eyeing the cart.
"Whoa, no way. I know what you are thinking, and I'm going to let you know now there is no way I'm going to help you get onto that ship. I'm not even going, I just have supplies…" he trailed off looking at her big baby blue eyes.
Five minutes later…
"I can't believe I got caught up in this mess. Remember the agreement though: my name never comes up in this 'serious' conversation you are gonna have," Potatohead whispered, wheeling the cart with a white blanket over the top down a hallway in the ship.
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Just let me off in a closet or something…" came Bo's muffled voice under the blanket.
A few moments later the lights went off and Bo heard a door close.
"It's ok to come out now," Mr. Potatohead said, turning on a light while Bo clambered out of the cart. She turned to go until Potatohead caught her arm. "I sure hope you know what you're doing, 'cause I'm not. Don't be an idiot Bo, ok? When you get involved with space, you're going in way over your head. They have bigger problems than we do here,"
"Well, thanks… I think…" she replied.
"Oh and don't forget, I'm not going to be here when you get back. I'm not staying around for the launch."
"Thanks Potatohead," Bo said quietly, and then she dashed out the door.
She never looked back.
The violent blurs of doors and hallways travelled quickly through her mind. Sometimes Bo would have to duck behind some object or door to avoid unwanted company, but it didn't happen too often. She figured if this metal object everyone called a 'ship' was anything like ships that sailed on water, all the important people would be in one specific place, and by the looks of it earlier, the other man and Woody were important people.
Finally she stumbled to a door that said stated 'Meeting Room' on it with fancy lettering. Her fingers brushed the doorknob. She was terrified to be quite frank. Just then some scurrying was heard down the hallway. Bo looked up and down the hallway, finding no things to hide behind. She pressed herself against the opposite wall, and prayed silently.
A little green figure appeared, and Bo thought she was dreaming. It was wearing a blue jumpsuit and had three eyes and an antenna poking up on its head. Bo wasn't sure what was what at the moment, but the little green man looked distraught at the moment, and it ran closer and closer.
Somehow it was oblivious to her existence.
Bo held her breath as the little green man approached and burst through the 'Meeting Room' door, leaving it slightly open.
"Commander! Commander! Emergency situation!" cried the voice Bo could only assume as the odd green man.
"Calm down boy, what is it?" asked a much deeper and gruffer voice.
"There have been detections of an intruder on the ship! It could be a spy!"
"A spy? This mission is too important! Get everyone you can to find that intruder at any cost!"
Bo suddenly didn't think this was such a good idea anymore.
Oh snap...
