it takes place in between the toy story 4. i write the story my way...its a little different from the movie.
please, don't hate me for this. I am not a writer.
after gabby explains everything to me about how much my voice box is important for her...I agreed to gave my voice box to her.
Well a part of me knows how harmful it is to me, but I don't care anymore.
My owner forget about me, my friends got a beautiful life and my purpose is fulfilled... I am no longer needed by anyone, anymore. And that's okay with me. I love them all for giving me so much happy memories.
but today because of my mistake, of my selfishness an another favourite toy life is in danger. Again. And now I have to pay the debt for that. A big one.
but somehow I am not sad about it at all. If something happened to me Buzz and dolly handle the gang, Forky will be happy with bonnie and Gabby deserves a better and happy life with a kid... I think its a sacrifice that is totally worth for everyone's happiness.
Also today I hurt the heart of the toy that meant the world to me. She deserves someone better than me. Someone who loves her and respect her more than me.
I failed her, my friends and my owner countless times after all.
Then I nodded quietly. Agreed with gabby and let her take me voice box away from me.
it will be okay, even I wouldn't survive today everyone will be okay.
Then those nightmarish dummies surround me and led me to the way where it all takes place.
They guide me I silently followed them.
they told me to sit near the an old sewing machine.
"you see that bag over there. Once you done put forky in that bag. My owner took him home." I told gabby.
she nodded.
Then they take a scissor and and tearing me apart. Slowly.
Every happy moment of my life flashes in front of me and I one last time realised that how much I failed everyone.
first, throw Buzz out of window.
then decide to leave Andy so I can go Japan with roundup gang.
then I left them at sunnyside
then I trust lotso who left us die in the dump.
and now because of me forky is here.
its all my fault with that the screeching pain starts to took over me, my strength starts to gave up and darkness took over me.
maybe this is the end.
its just a thought...