Toys and Dolls.
I don't own Toy Story or any of its characters. I do however own all and any original characters.
A/N Thanks everyone who reviewed, faved, and put this story on alert. It really means a lot to me. I can't believe it over 300 reviews thank you everyone! Thanks for all your kind words too! Remember this is semi-AU things are going to be different! A/N
They'd have to rescue Buzz before Woody and Jessie. And the others were feeling a little nostalgic; wanting to see the old house again. Besides, Woody and Jessie would want them to rescue Buzz first. After all, Sid could have gone back to his old ways.
Finally Hannah left her room and it now was Buzz's chance to escape; but how? Sighing, Buzz realized that he'd have it wait till it was night time when everyone was asleep. He wondered about the others and hoped that they were all right. He also wondered why the 'chicken man' (as Rex had called him) wanted Woody and Jessie. A little boy or girl, he could understand, but a grown man? That just didn't make sense.
Meanwhile, Pete knew he had to think of a way to keep Woody and Jessie from leaving the apartment. Al would be coming home in a few hours and he just had to keep them busy until then. There was something that Pete could tell them about: The Woody's Round Up comic books, though he really didn't want to. The comic books weren't really up to stuff with the TV show, especially when it came to Bullseye's gender, Pete's character, and Jessie's parentage. But if the comic books could keep them in the apartment till Al came home, he'd risk the embarrassment. He watched them from across the room. What was Woody doing anyway? Proposing to Jessie? Well for the matter, he'd just use their love for one another against them.
"You know," Pete called over to them. "They made Woody's Round Up comic books! Al has them all if you want to read them."
"Really?" Woody asked running back over to him.
'So much for our romantic moment,' Jessie thought.
"Where does he keep them?" Woody asked eagerly.
"Al keeps them in the crate behind the giant cardboard cutting of you," Pete told him.
"Come on Jess!" Woody called to her. "Let's read about my- I mean our comic book adventures!"
"Okay!" Jessie replied, running over to him. "Come on Bullseye!"
Bullseye put his hoof to his head before following her.
"This is so cool!" Woody said, opening the first comic book. "I'm a comic book star just like Jonah Hex! Only better looking and with a steady girl! Right Jess?"
"I have no idea who you're talking about," Jessie told him, sitting down.
'That's right,' Woody thought. 'I remember reading Jonah Hex stories in the nineteen seventies. Jessie would've still been in the box that Emily had put her in.'
"I'll tell you about him later," Woody told her.
The comic book stories were bad - really, really bad and both Woody and Jessie knew it, though Woody's and Jessie's relationship in the comic book did seem to be of a romantic nature. But still, the comic books were bad.
One of the first things that made comics bad was that the writer couldn't remember whether Bullseye was male or female. That in it's self, wouldn't have been so bad if the writer could have just stuck to one gender throughout the story!
It was especially bad in the first comic book they read. It was called 'The Stolen Colt!' The story was about Bullseye having a baby before the horse thieves stole it.
"Ok," Woody said as they read the story. "I know I can be a bit naïve when it comes to how babies are born, but I don't think a boy horse can just switch gender like that to have a baby. Right?"
"Right," Agreed Jessie.
They continued reading the story to find out what happened. Well Woody, Jessie, Bullseye, and Pete followed the horse thieves all throughout the story, but the colt had escaped from the horse thieves and was found by a farm boy. The story ended with Woody and Bullseye realizing that the boy and the colt had grown extremely close to one another and wanted to stay together, so Woody and Bullseye let the colt stay with the boy. The last four panels showed Jessie praising Woody for his selfless deed before giving him a kiss on the cheek. Then the artist drew Woody with hearts in his eyes, steam coming out of his ears, and a very delighted look on his face. Then it showed Woody with his arms around Jessie's waist saying that it was better to give than receive.
"How come you don't do that when I kiss you?" Jessie asked, pointing at the picture of Woody with hearts in his eyes.
"I do," Woody said. "You just can't see it."
"Ready to read the next one?" Jessie asked.
The next thing that made the comics bad was the relationship between Jessie and Pete. The first comic depicted Pete and Jessie as father and daughter, which really confused Jessie, but in the next story he didn't have fatherly intensions towards her.
The story was called 'Kidnapping at Skipping Stone Creek'. It was all about Jessie getting kidnapped by Pete so he could marry her. Needless to say Jessie didn't like the story that much.
"I thought he was supposed to be your father," Woody murmured.
"I feel like I'm reading a western version of Donkey Skin," Jessie told him.
"Never read it," Woody admitted.
"It's a fairy tale about a king who wants to marry his daughter."
"Charming," Woody remarked sarcastically.
"Don't worry she marries a prince in the end," Jessie told him.
In the story, Jessie was given a different father and a mother as well who were both very rich. That was why Pete wanted to marry her. Pete was depicted as being evil, greedy, and ruthless. And Jessie was depicted as being kind of weak and dressed a very frilly red dress; in fact, Jessie was often drawn wearing dresses.
Woody, of course, saved the day, finding Jessie tied up in an old abandoned mine shafted while Pete went out looking for someone to marry them without asking any questions. Then, when Pete came back alone, Woody knocked him out, took him to jail, and was rewarded with a kiss from Jessie.
"If they had to draw me in a dress, why couldn't they have made it look like the one Gail Davis wore when she played Annie Oakley on TV?" Jessie lamented.
"At least it matches your hat," Woody commented.
Now, the third thing that made the comics bad was a new character that had only been in the comics. Senorita Cactus, a living cactus who could hop around and who just happened to be in love with Woody. She was also an outlaw.
"I've read weird western comics before," Woody began. "But this takes the cake!"
"At least you're not in love with her," Jessie said.
"No, I'm love with you," Woody said, kissing the tip of Jessie's nose.
Pete rolled his eyes hoping that Woody and Jessie weren't always this lovely dovey.
Many stories involved evil Pete and Senorita Cactus teaming up to kidnap Jessie and engaging in some more dastardly deeds whilst other stories were about good deeds and hard work. And the last comic had Woody drawn with blond hair!
"You look weird as a blond," Jessie commented
"I thought I looked pretty good," Woody said.
"Woody, you always think you look good," Jessie remarked, nudging him.
"That's because I am," He told her boastfully.
"Oh my," Said Pete. "Al's going to be home any minute now!"
"Quick! Put the comic books back!" Jessie instructed.
"Bullseye!" Pete yelled. "Get me back to my spot!"
"We better get back to the table," Woody said once they put the comic books back.
As they climbed up the table, they heard the sound of a key in the door.
"Brings back old memories, doesn't it?" Woody said as they hurriedly climbed up the table.
"Yeah, just keep your hands to yourself this time," Jessie told him.
"Oh come on Jess, you know that first time really was an accident," Woody hurriedly whispered to her.
Al was on cloud nine. His collection was complete! This was the happiest day of his life. He spent the rest of the day carrying them around the apartment like a little kid with new toys that he's wanted forever. But after awhile he got tired of carrying both of them. It was time to put Jessie away in her case. Jessie was the jewel of his collection, but Woody was his holly grail.
Jessie didn't like it! She didn't like it one bit! So what if the display case was clear, she still felt trapped and the fact that the case had lock made it worse! What if Al locked her in here forever? Never to be played with again; never to hold and be held by Woody, and never able to kiss or be kissed by him either. What if they couldn't hear each other through the glass? A wave of shear loneliness hit her, threatening to knock her over so she collapsed on the floor, but she couldn't. She had to remain lifeless with a happy smile on her face.
Woody frowned inwardly, not liking Al's behavior and definitely not liking Al locking Jessie up in that display case. He watched where Al put the key in the case. Tonight, when Al went to sleep, he'd get Jessie out and then they'd escape.
A/N Another filler chapter, but it helped the plot move a little. So anyway I had this idea; if they made Woody's Round Up comic books, but they were really bad? A/N
