Toys and Dolls.

I don't own Toy Story or any of its characters. I do however own all and any original characters.

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Woody and Jessie were now sitting on the windowsill with Jessie sat between Woody's legs, nestled lovingly in his arms. Her hat was in her lap since she had taken it off in order to rest her head against Woody's chest. They sat there with the window slightly open, listening to the sounds of the night.

"I wish I could've walked around the old house one more time before we moved," Jessie murmured.

"Yeah, I would have liked that too. A lot of good memories in that house," Woody agreed.

Jessie nodded in agreement.

"Seeing Andy's room for the first time…" Jessie murmured in slight awe.

"Meeting Hamm."

"The ducklings."

"Seeing Andy for the first time"

"You getting reunited with Slinky."

"Being played with by Andy for the first time."

"Meeting new friends."

"Andy's dad playing with him and us," Woody added softly.

Jessie placed her hand on top of his and gave it a slight squeeze.

"Good memories" Woody murmured.

"Hey, remember how I dragged you all around the house looking for Andy's room?"

"Of course I do! It was right after the second time you ever kissed me."

"No, that was the first time I ever kissed you."

"No. It wasn't. The first time you kissed me was in the apartment on the forehead. Remember, it was the night when found out Emily was going to have Andy?"

"Oh yeah, now I remember. I was so annoyed at you for waking me up and asking me questions I didn't know the answers to. How come you remember that little kiss anyway?"

"Because, when you kissed me, I stopped fighting my feelings for you," Woody told her, before wondering if he had said the right thing.

"I must have very powerful kisses," Jessie said, amused.

"You do Jess. You do," Woody told her. He looked around the room to see if anyone was watching them and saw that no one was. He kissed her neck.

"What are you doing?" Jessie asked, clearly pleased.

"Making a new memory," He said before nibbling on her ear.

Buzz had noticed that Woody and Jessie had disappeared earlier, but he didn't have the time to dwell on it because Rex had been bombarding him with questions. Looking around the room, he saw that they had reappeared and, seeing the position they were in (as well as the open window), Buzz assumed that Jessie was cold and that Woody, being the good friend he was, was keeping her warm. Buzz made his way towards them. Once he was on the windowsill, he saw that Jessie's eyes were closed and that Woody was…

"Woody? Are you biting Jessie's ear?" Buzz asked.

Jessie's eyes flew open and Woody pulled his head back. They stared at Buzz in shock and embarrassment after he asked his question, mainly because Buzz had caught them sharing an intimate moment with one another.

When Buzz caught sight of the looks on their faces, he began to feel as though the question he had just asked was stupid.

'Of course Woody wouldn't be biting her ear. If he was, Jessie would be protesting.'

"I was whispering something to her," Woody lied. He knew it was wrong to lie; but, if Mr. Potato Head ever found out that he liked to nibble on Jessie's ear, he could just picture the Spud taking one of his own ears out and asking Woody if he felt like nibbling on it.

Jessie hadn't been so embarrassed since the incident with Woody on the bookcase years ago. If he had seen them kiss that would have been one thing; but….well this was different, and he had been so blunt about it.

"Is there something you wanted Buzz?" Woody asked, trying to sound friendly.

Buzz sat down on the windowsill across from Woody and Jessie.

"I know I'm really new at this," Buzz began referring to the fact that he had just realized that he was a toy the day before. "So I'm wondering if there's anything else I need to know. I've always been the best at everything I do. I mean I thought I've always been the best at everything I do; no, that's not what I meant. I just don't know what I mean anymore," Buzz murmured sadly, placing his face in his hands.

"Still having trouble with not being real?" Woody asked.

Buzz nodded. "It's not like I don't like being a toy. I saw how happy Andy was when he found us and it was a great feeling. And I just want to be the best toy I can be for Andy' but I guess I still need time to adjust."

"That's okay," Jessie told him. "Take all the time you need. Just remember to follow the rules when Andy, Molly and Emily are around."

"Emily?" Buzz asked.

"Andy and Molly's mother," Jessie said.

"Oh,"

"So, you getting along with everyone okay?" Woody asked.

"Yeah, though that Potato guy…"

"Mr. Potato Head," Woody corrected.

"Mr. Potato Head. Well, he's kind of acting like a…" Buzz paused, trying to think of a word.

"A jerk?" Suggested Jessie.

"Yeah, a jerk," said Buzz.

"Is he making fun of you?" Woody asked. He wouldn't put it past Potato Head to go that far.

"Not exactly," Buzz began. "He's just kind of being snide."

"Yeah, he's like that; but, deep down, he's a good toy," Woody told him.

"Like you," Buzz murmured before realizing how that sounded.

Jessie suddenly burst into a laughing fit, shaking uncontrollably.

"That's not funny!" Woody exclaimed. "You'd better stop laughing or I'll let go of you and then you'll fall off the windowsill!" It was an empty threat and both Woody and Jessie knew it; Buzz on the other hand…

"Woody!" He snapped in surprise, jumping up.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll stop," Jessie said, subsiding her laughter.

"I am nothing like Potato Head!"

"Of course you're not," Jessie told him, patting his arm. "And you're much better looking too."

"Yes," Woody said. "Yes I am."

'Cowboy's a bit vain,' Buzz thought, sitting back down. "So, is there anything else I need to know?"

"I can't think of anything. What about you Woody?"

"Other then being there for Andy and the rules we told you about, that's all there is to it," Woody told him.

"Really?" Buzz asked, surprised. "It's sounds so easy."

"It is," Jessie told him.

"Don't worry Buzz," Woody began. "You'll do fine."

Hearing the van pulling into the driveway alerted the toys that the family was back. Jessie, Woody and Buzz all stood up. Buzz and Woody hopped over to the desk, both offering Jessie a hand to help over to the desk. Jessie crossed her arms and shook her head.

"You are so stubborn," Woody remarked, shaking his head.

"It's part of my charm," She told him chastely before jumping over to the desk, landing farther then Buzz and Woody.

That night, Andy slept with all three of them and it also proved to be a very awkward night for Buzz, Woody and Jessie. Andy had rolled over his sleep, knocking his toys off the bed. Woody fell flat on his back. Buzz also fell on his back, but he landed on top of Woody and Jessie fell on Buzz, nose to nose. Buzz froze, realizing how close they were to each other. If he had a heart, it would have been beating madly.

"Get off me!" Woody wheezed painfully.

Jessie, to her credit, jumped off Buzz instantly and, seeing that he was crushing Woody, began to try and pry Woody out from under him. Now that Jessie wasn't so close to him, Buzz was able to think again and jumped off Woody.

"Are you all right?" Buzz asked Woody in a whisper.

"Just fine," Woody muttered through grit teeth, clutching his stomach.

Jessie rubbed Woody's back sympathetically.

"Now what?" Buzz whispered.

"Find a place on the floor to sleep," Jessie told them in a subtle tone.

Buzz nodded and laid down flat on his back. Woody and Jessie set themselves down a little farther away from Buzz, trying to make it seem like they had fallen there. Facing one another, Woody reached over and placed his hand on the side of Jessie's face. Jessie placed her hand over his and smiled.

A/N Yeah I know this was a filler chapter, but I hope you got a laugh out of it. And I just want to say that I love getting reviews from all of you so thank you! I hope you keep on reading! A/N