Disclaimer: Iwould like to thank everyone who has reviewed, faved or put this story on alert, it means a lot to me. Unfortunately, I do not own Toy Story. Over a third of the way there! Not stopping now! I woulod like to thank Jade Zimmer, again, for givng me the inspiration of this idea. I've looked up the symptoms and I've based them within the characters. Oh well, I'll stop rambling now, time to get on with the moment!

Addicted2SONIC4evr: Thanks for reviewing! But technically, they weren't digging a hole of payback, since the last chapter took place at Andy's and the whole payback theme is set after they are given to Bonnie. Sorry about that, I'll try to make it clearer to everyone when a moment takes place. This next one takes place after TS3:)

Jade Zimmer: Thanks for the idea! This next one is inspired from it. Hope you thinks it's all right!;)

By the time spring had rolled by, the first one for the new toys of Bonnie, most of the toys had settled in nicely.

And they had.

But there was always a problem, with three of them, when this time of the year rolled by.

And they, of course, were Woody, Jessie and Bullseye.

Spring fever never affected the other toys. Maybe it was because they are models of characters who lived in the Wild West, where Spring rolled around every year.

But, nonetheless, every other toy hated this time of the year. And the reason was simple and obvious.

"Yeee haaaw!" Jessie yelled and she ran around the room, restless.

That was part of the reason why all the other toys hated this time of the year.

She ran over to Mr Potato-head and jumped into a standing position in front of him.

"What do you want?" He spat.

She gave an innocent smirk.

She'd enjoy this.

"Yee haaw!" She yelled again and she swiped his hat of his head, before darting away with the energy of a tiger.

"Hey give that back now, you horse's backside!" He yelled at her.

She turned and stopped for a moment, before grinning evilly.

"That's not the way to get what you want, Egghead,"

"Hey," He yelled. "That Mr Potato-head to you.

"Nah ah..." She told him with a wink. "Not if you want your hat back it's ain't."

"Just give me it back!" Mr Potato-head snapped.

Jessie was now stood at least several meters away from him, and she climbed onto Bonnie's bed. She buried her jaw in her hand, as if she were pretending to think.

"Um...let me see?" She told him and she was silent for a few moments. "Nope."

"When will you stop acting like a hormonal teenager?" Mr Potato-head asked sternly, folding his arms across his chest.

Jessie pretended to consider this for a moment.

"Let me think...um...I guess...never," Jessie said in a loud voice. "Since I was designed to be mentally and physically eighteen-years-old."

His eyes widened in horror.

What if she was always going to be like this every spring? For every year?

How had he not threw himself under a car, so he could be a mashed potato.

She certainly would drive him insane. He swallowed a gulp of terror as he considered the possibilities.

"Please, just give me my hat back."

"Hmmm..." Jessie began. "Let me think about it."

He rolled his eyes. He just had to hope that the Mrs doesn't see him with a bald head.

"Nope!" She yapped as she jumped off the other side of the bed and began to run away from the spud.

Jessie felt as if she could run for miles on a single breath. She felt the rush of adrenaline rush through her. She always felt extra hyper when this time of the year rolled by.

That was part of the reason the others seriously hated it. But there was more to it than met the eye.

"Woody!" Mr Potato-head exclaimed as he made his way to the Sheriff, he kept a hand firmly on his head to cover his bold spot.

Woody sighed deeply and rolled his eyes. His headache seemed to consume his concentration and he just basically felt tired.

"What?" Woody asked. It took all of his will power to not snap at the spud.

"Jessie took my hat!" He complained and his expression suddenly became even more serious. "And when I asked her to give it back, she acted like a hormonal teenager."

Woody just couldn't be bothered with any of this. He wanted to collapse on the floor in a heap and just sleep the day away.

He was always like this at this time of the year. Woody had no idea why, but the beginning of Spring always seemed to drain the energy away from him. Unlike Jessie, who gained even more energy at this time of the year, he always became as lazy as anyone could get.

"Argh...why can't you just sort it out yourself?" Woody asked.

The spud's eyes widened for a brief moment, before he came to a conclusion.

Yep, this was definitely the period of time where the cases of Spring Fever was at its highest.

Well, the cases in Andy's room at least.

"She won't give it back!" Mr Potato-head exclaimed. "Tell her!"

Under normal circumstances, Woody would've jumped to tell Jessie to stop acting childish, but he instead huffed and lay down on the floor.

"Woody!"

"Ask Buzz to give you some help," Woody instructed.

"But-" He was cut off when Woody grunted, and he repositioned himself on the floor.

"Well this shows how much of a great leader you are," Mr Potato-head spat sarcastically, as he walked off.

The spud scanned the area for a sign of the Space Ranger.

He eventually spotted Buzz, helping Totoro with another one of his cardboard space ships.

But, fortunately, Jessie wasn't there to distract Buzz with a dance. So Mr Potato-head saw his chance to walk up to Buzz.

But before he could get to Buzz, a loud yodel pierced through the air.

He was caught off guard, so he was unable to stop her, as she ran up to him, a large grin spanning her face and she jumped into a standing position.

She bent down slightly and pinched his nose with her thumb and her index finger.

"Owww, ssstop it," He demanded, sounding as if he had a nasel condition.

"Gotcha nose!" Jessie said excitedly, before running away.

With his nose!

"Oiii, gggive ittttt backkk," He yelled. But the loudness of his voice only made his voice sound even more high pitched.

Jessie giggled as she ran away with both, his hat and his nose.

She and Woody were only part of the reason the others hated spring.

A/N I wonder what Bullseye's doing? Did you know that some people crave vitamins when Spring come around, since they have a lot of calorie intake in the winter? Oh wait, I've come up with what Bullseye could be doing, for his side of the Spring Fever. You'll have to wait to find out in the next update.

Hazard a guess if you want.

Yet again, I'd like to give another huge thanks to Jade Zimmer. With your simple to words, you have inspired me with this. Those two words will help me to get another 50th of the way to my goal mark. Much appreciated.

Feel free to send a review or a suggestion if you want.

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