I have two questions: if and when I write my version of Toy Story4, should I include a villain or just adverse circumstances? And another question, would anybody like to see Buzz and Jessie have a small family of their own, or do you prefer them as a solo couple?


Jessie hurried over to the big dog and shook his shoulder. "Jack?" She spoke worriedly. "Jack, can you hear me?" Bullseye trotted over to them and nudge the dog's head. Jack stirred. "Jack, pal. Come on, snap out of it." Jessie said. Jack opened his eyes wide and raised his head.

"My princess!" He yelped.

"Whoa, whoa. Take it easy, partner. She's getting help." Jessie said soothingly.

"I should be with her." Jack's ears drooped.

"Right now the best thing you can do is wait."

"Woody!" Someone called. Woody looked toward his other friends. "Woody, come quick! Something's wrong with Slinky!"


Most of the toys were gathered together in one of the classrooms, taking a breath after all that had happened while waiting for news on Mitsy. Bullseye was lying on the floor behind Woody letting the cowboy lean back on him, but his nuzzle was on Jessie's shoulder. Woody was sprawled out against his horse. Everyone told him that he needed lots of rest after all his body had been put through and he had to admit, he still felt pretty beaten. Wincing, he held his sore side. Jessie was sitting cross-legged on the floor with poor old Slinky's head cradled in her lap. Everyone was worried about the springy pup. After they'd found out about Mitsy, Slinky had collapsed to the floor in a daze. It was like he was in a trance: his eyes were open, but he didn't respond to anything. Buzz and Combat Carl explained that he must be suffering from a deep sense of shock after all that had happened, not to mention his near-death experience. Though that explanation made a lot of sense, the toys couldn't help worrying about their loyal old friend. They seriously hoped that he would snap out of it. Jessie patted his face and stroked his ears and plum bushed though he was, Woody kept trying to throw encouraging words his way. Slinky was his oldest pal, and had been his most loyal buddy. He'd been there for the cowboy so many times, even when others were not, and Woody wanted be here for him now.

Slinky's dilemma and the fact that their old friend Wheezy was back with them now were healthy distractions, but they were only partial distractions, as Woody's mind was in one place: with Mitsy. He prayed hard that she'd pull through and be good as new when this was over! How many times had he failed to keep her safe today? He'd lost count and blamed himself for what had happened to her. He was the sheriff, he was the lead toy, he was more or less her 'father', and he had not protected her when it counted the most. Woody was sick with shame and remorse. He was determined to be the one to take her home tonight, the one to see that she made it home safely. He kept wondering what it would be like right now if it was Bo who was needing such urgent tending instead of his 'daughter'. Woody shuddered to imagine that!


In the nurse's office, Daisy had Mitsy firmly laid flat on a container underneath the bright florescent desk lamp so she could see what she was doing clearly. Buzz was there, and Matthew, and Jack. Buzz hated to leave Jessie at a time like this when she needed the reassurance of his presence, but Daisy had requested that he go with her to help out. She was relying on his confident, self-assured manner to efficiently be on hand if something went wrong. Besides, Buzz felt right now that he was the only one who had the nerve to do it without breaking down, not that he was enjoying this at all, but Woody and the others had been through enough. Matthew was there for two reasons: moral support and...and he had to be near her. He wanted to be with the princess through this: he was very worried about her. Jack had refused to wait with the others. Mitsy was his very first friend and he'd always tried to look after her, just like she'd described him, just like Lad, and he wasn't about to go back on that now, no matter how difficult this was.

Buzz stayed close by and did whatever Daisy requested, anything to help. He was impressed by her skill and sharp eyes on her task. For someone who had to use cotton paws instead of hands, she was excellent with a needle. Not only were her stitches more than perfect, she made them with such keenness that you'd almost never know they were there, which relieved Buzz. He looked down at his unconscious 'niece' and patted her head. He'd remembered the time she'd gotten a safety pin stuck inside her body and he, Woody, and Jessie had assisted Dolly in removing it. That had not been a pretty situation, but it was practically nothing compared to this! Also, memories of their night at the warehouse two months ago when they'd had their first run-in with Spike and his cronies were filling his mind a lot right now. Mitsy had been emotionally distressed-they all had really-from all the frightening things afflicted on her plus she'd nearly been killed but thanks to Jack she'd been spared! But at least that time, she'd come home in one piece! Now, that was not the case. Buzz was still grateful though that so far she was still unconscious, and hoped she would stay that way at least until Daisy was through with the surgery.


Jessie was still shook up from being in that box. Thankfully, Matthew had been with her so she hadn't been alone. And it had only been a couple minutes at the most. But still she never liked being trapped in a dark box and knowing that it happened tonight still made her shudder.

Wheezy was very quiet. He'd known that something like this would happen! That's why he'd been so reluctant to save Woody, though he didn't want anything to happen to his good friend. He knew that if they were caught, it was going to be ugly and boy, had he been right! If only Mitsy hadn't been so emotionally impulsive and hadn't provoked Spike, she'd be all right now. Katan was nervous about this whole mess. He'd had a blast being part of a real rescue, but hearing that Mitsy was so badly hurt disturbed the young cub. That part of this mission was not fun at all. He stayed close to his old friends.

Carl and Potato Head were telling Woody and the former prisoners how they'd come to their rescue. Then Jiminy Cricket, Fox, and Link were explaining to them all what had happened and how Mitsy had gotten so grievously tortured. "They were about to drill your head through," Jiminy solemnly told Woody, "but she wasn't about to let that happen. Together we created a disturbance and tried to get away. But, we got caught."

"Mitsy wouldn't keep her mouth shut." Link muttered. "She told Spike off right to his face."

"You talk as if she did something wrong." Jessie spoke up defensively. "She was just trying to save her friend! I'd have done the same, and so would Woody!" Link's face fell.

"I know that, Jessie." He said quietly. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it that way."

"Spike enjoyed her little spat." Fox scowled. "He was quite amused by her righteous anger. Oh, he just couldn't wait to show how."

"But...but this..." Potato Head spoke up.

"Well, they put us all back in the locked room." Jiminy said. "Then they just came in and took her away. It didn't surprise us, but we were worried. We became even more worried that they didn't bring her back when the session was done."

"I don't understand." Woody shook his head.

"You see, in this place, they always bring the prisoners back to the room immediately after the torture session." Fox replied. "But this time they didn't."

"Wheezy became frightened and asked us to help him." Jiminy added. "And it's a good thing he did! We snuck through the halls but didn't find you, Woody. We had to be careful. We could tell something was really off because Mitsy wasn't making a sound. Then she screamed again, more desperate this time."

"We made our way to the torture room where they'd been busting you up earlier." Link added, looking at Woody. "What we saw when we got there..."

"They were tearing her to pieces." Fox stated. Woody, Jessie, Bullseye, Katan, and Potato Head all winced. "We wanted to bust inside but, they finished with her and then went after you guys."

"We hid till they left." Harold the hammer added. "Fox and Wheezy went to her. She was out cold, which is a good thing! But she was barely alive. Fox and Link carefully brought her to the room where you saw her. He told Jiminy and Wheezy to stay with her while the rest of us went to help you." Woody drew his knees to his chest and hugged himself tightly. Jessie leaned her head on Bullseye's neck. Jessie couldn't speak at all. Combat Carl had no idea what to do. He could see that his friends were all greatly disturbed and rightly so.

"She's a brave young lady." He said. "Just like you, Jessie." Jessie feebly tried to smile back but her green eyes were disheartened.

"She should've let them kill me!" Woody blurted out.

"Woody, don't say that!" Wheezy begged.

"He's right, Woody." Link said.

"Why'd she have to try and save me?" Woody wailed. "I should be the one lying pieces."

"Woody, please stop!" Jessie cried, covering her ears.

"You need to snap out of it, soldier." Combat Carl said firmly.

"You're just making it worse." Katan meowed pitifully.

"I...I'm sorry, guys." Woody covered his face. "It's just that...this shouldn't have happened! Mitsy didn't deserve this! She was just trying to help. And look what happened...just to save me! It's wrong! She shouldn't be..." He dropped his head in his hands. Wheezy came to him.

"Woody, I...I'm just glad to know you're here." He said.


A few minutes later, Buzz finally appeared. Everybody looked at him expectantly. "Well, she's all stitched up." Buzz sighed. "Daisy says she should be just fine." Everyone gasped heavily in relief.

"Can I go see her?" Woody asked anxiously.

"Sure." Buzz nodded. Woody slowly got to his feet and trudged out of sight. Buzz looked at Jessie who gazed longingly at him. He came and sat down right beside her, taking her in his arms. She breathed sweetly, soaking in his protective embrace as she lay on his chest. "You all right?" Buzz asked tenderly.

"I am now." Jessie smiled wearily. Slinky, however, was still not aware of his surroundings and still needed help.


Woody was met by Daisy. "Hello." The bunny smiled. "You can go in."

"Thank you so much, partner." Woody said in a cracked voice.

"Happy to help." Daisy flashed her buck teeth and hopped away.

Woody found Matthew and Jack in the room. Matthew was sitting on a counter above them, keeping a keen watch out. Jack was lying down close to Mitsy, refusing to leave her side. He still felt guilty for not protecting her. Woody slowly approached her. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He knelt down beside her, taking her hand and softly stroked the top of her head. About five minutes later, she began to stir. "Mitsy? Honey, it's me Woody." Woody said. Mitsy slowly opened her eyes and glanced in his direction. She wearily looked up at him. He smiled warmly at her.

"Woody?" She grunted.

"Yes." He nodded.

"You're...you're okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine. Oh, Little Bit, I thought I lost you!" Woody exclaimed, stroking her hair.

"I'm glad you're safe!" Mitsy sniffled. "I thought..."

"Shh. It's all right now." Woody shushed her. "How do you feel? Do you hurt anywhere?"

"I feel very tired, and a bit sore." Mitsy sighed. "But other than that, I guess I'm okay."

"You think you can sit up if I help you?"

"Try." Mitsy nodded. He carefully helped her up.

"You all right?"

"I...guess so." Mitsy grunted. Jack nuzzled her arm. "Jack?! Oh, Jack, am I ever glad to see you!" Mitsy cried, hugging her dog's head. He licked her affectionately.

"I was so worried about you." He said.

"You think you can walk?" Woody asked.

"Hope so." Mitsy chuckled. Woody kissed her forehead and helped her to her feet.

"Okay?"

"Yeah." Mitsy smiled, leaning on him and holding his hands. Matthew smiled in relief and hopped down to join them.

"Come on, guys." Woody declared. "Come on, Little Bit. It's time to go home!"