I combined multiple chapters since they were in Andy's POV and some were short anyway. I slipped in that Bazooka Jane and Betty chapter and put it as a news segment Andy watches.

"Now Woody... He's been my pal for as long as I can remember. He's brave, like a cowboy should be. And kind and smart... But the thing that makes Woody special is he'll never give up on you. Ever! He'll be there for you no matter what."

"You think you can take care of him for me?"

My name is Andy.

Waking up after the galaxy is celebrating Zurg's defeat left me confused and shocked.

After all, the last thing I remember is driving away from Bonnie's house after giving her my old toys. I remember going to bed that night as the last night in my room before moving to college the next day. But that next day didn't happen. Instead, I'm waking up in some strange futuristic cyberpunk town like something out of the old Buzz Lightyear cartoon show.

Speaking of, judging by the posters and news and parties going on left and right, Buzz Lightyear is a real person! He's real...

I don't know how I got here and it's really freaking me out. For about a week.

After realizing I was here to stay, I tried finding out about the apparent life I had here. Similar, yet different, considering the new reality of things. Like, I have my own ship instead of a car, The technology is insanely far advanced, yet treated as old junk...

I can go into space! (I practically did a happy dance in my room when that particular thought finally sunk in.)

The stars are more clear than I ever remember them being. Then I start seeing familiar faces, like that Al guy from those old toy commercials back home.

As I walk by the toy stand in the market, I see so many of my old toys...

I can only stop and stare. Woody...

Picking it up, I had to stop myself from lifting Woodys' foot to see my name in permanent marker.

Al walks up to me and strikes up a conversation I barely remember but it gets me a temporary job for the festival for the new sheriff next week.

Mom senses something off about me and Molly just ignores me like she did before and hangs out with her friends. Same names, but a few are definitely alien, but no one bats an eye.

Finally the day of the festival. My nerves are shot when a rumor spreads that Buzz Lightyear is in town. My foot bumps a box full of eerily familiar action figures, but also a few other rangers I vaguely remember from the show.

Picking up a shiny new Buzz toy and seeing a cowboy hat, peeking out over the pile of toys, in the corner of my eye, I startled. That hat...

Clutching the toy and making my way over to the stand as Al wanders around securing the merchandise. He lets me know he's going out back to change into a costume that has some suspicious looking feathers sticking out...

Making a face, I eventually walk over and straighten up while looking at the toy belonging to the hat.

"Woody..." Reaching out, hand stopping just before his face. I smile As I remember what I told Bonnie.

Smiling, I mentally thank him for everything.

Until it feels like I'm being watched. Looking across the street, I see the local authorities talking to a man in a faded brown, futuristic cowboy costume in a more detailed Police uniform beneath the coat. As he continues talking, face covered either by the collar of his trench coat or the rim of his hat. I can't help but feel he's familiar somehow.

Al eventually comes back out and excitedly greets the group. And I'm kneeling behind the stand getting the last of the boxes in order before we open.

"Congratulations on becoming Sheriff, Mr. Pride!"

The man in the hat chuckles and waves him off with a smile. "Please, call me Woody."

I startle and my eyes widen. Whipping my face up and standing in shock, the man, Woody, is blocked from view because of the other officers standing next to him.

I'm so in shock, I didn't notice Woody discreetly look at me, eyes widening in recognition. Then he eventually walks away with the group as something over the radio catches their attention.

First Buzz is in town, now Woody is the new Sheriff.

It was Al going into pre-opening panic-mode that snapped me out of it.

Other than keeping an ear open for my old friends (toys?) the festival ran like any other. Well, I had to hide my shock and surprise -but quickly adapted- to various aliens, Sci-fi themed products and people flying around or on hover bikes/vehicles.

The song changed over head to a song I haven't heard since I was a kid and you can't blame me for humming it.

With my back facing the stall to check the register, I see in a reflection a very familiar Space ranger walk up to the stall. Turning to him, I can only stare.

Buzz...

He's smiling as he's looking at all the toys. Eyes lingering on the ones I used to own. Wait...

Does that mean he remembers...?

Remember what? Being a toy?

Shaking my head I walk over to greet him, inwardly nervous and excited. I see him startle and face me for a moment. I can see recognition in those eyes. The moment passes and he hastily picks up a toy (himself) and 'nodding in approval'.

I quietly chuckle then see movement behind him.

Now to make sure.

I smile and he nods in greeting, face still hidden by his hat. He picks up himself, Buzz appears oblivious. Until...

Reach for the sky~

Buzz startles badly, almost dropping his toy-self before slowly turning to the other man. I can see his eyes widen in recognition again.

The supposed sheriff chuckled and closed his eyes, as if lost to his own memories. Still closed, he pulled the string again and again.

You're my favorite deputy!

There's a snake in my boot!

Somebody's poisoned the waterhole!

"Sheriff Woodrow! Welcome!" I smile.

Off to the side, I can see Buzz clutching his toy tighter and taking a small step back. Clearly recognizing him as well.

"Please, call me Woody." The sheriff spoke calmly, now facing Buzz. Words kept escaping us both and 'Woody' chuckled and faced me. It's really him. With gentle eyes that are suspiciously misty...

"Forgive me. But I remember having this when I was a boy. In fact, I used to have a lot of these toys. Including the one you're holding." Looking at Buzz again and pointing to the Buzz in his hand.

I can only grin at that weak cover story.

"Oh! Uh... is that so?" Buzz clearly wanted to hit himself. He's just as in shock as I am. Possibly more so. After all, those two have been partners in all of my adventures and I took them both with me everywhere.

"May I?" 'Woody' held out his hand to Buzz.

"Uh.. yeah sure." Reaching out, 'Woody' grabbed the toy as they brushed their fingers. Was that... is Buzz blushing?

"Now, what was it he used to say?" 'Woody' pouted with a dramatic thinking face. "Hmmm. What was it? Oh, yeah... that's right. It was-" Looking Buzz right in the eye. "To infinity... and beyond." He smiled.

~/~

After the incident at the festival, Andy decided to do some investigating. If Buzz and Woody are here, what about the rest of his toys?

The night after the festival, Andy sat at his desk and played with the computer in his room to figure out how it worked. It took almost an hour...

Sighing in relief, he brought up the search engine similar to Google back home. Deciding to start with Buzz and Woody to get some practice.

For Buzz, he whistled at how much info and mission reports and adventures there was of him and his team on the news. He bookmarked those pages to read later. He made an entire folder of Bookmarks dedicated to his toys, figuring he was going to need it.

Woody, though, surprised him but also gave him an idea. What surprised him was the fact that a year ago, Woody was living a normal life: Fiancé named (he chuckled at this) Betty Peep (it was Bo! The likeness is too coincidental!) a dog named Buster and getting ready to buy a house when they got into an accident. Basically a case of the wrong place, wrong time. Zurg was attacking the world they were on when the two got caught in the crossfire and were sent to the hospital. They both made it, but had serious head injuries. When they woke up, they started talking nonsense. Asking for Bonnie, Andy, Buzz and such. He was sent to therapy thinking it was a mental thing because of the attack. They acted like completely different people and were even shocked they were engaged! They parted ways and ended the engagement on friendly terms and tried to get their lives on track for two people with an entirely different set of memories and personalities.

Andy theorized that's when Woody "woke up" in this reality like himself and possibly Buzz.

There was even a newspaper clipping from the other day of Buzz chasing Bazooka Jane for a kidnapping attempt on an apparently willing Betty Peep... (Why did Bazooka Jane sound familiar?)

Andy clicked the video and found himself cackling:

The caption below told of how Buzz went out to catch an outlaw and ended up separated from his team somehow in the mayhem.

The target was a mysterious woman on a hoverbike. All Andy could see in the clip was a black and red trench coat, black pants and gloves, a red hat that looked suspiciously like a cowboy hat, and dark red hair in a braid. Now maybe seeing Buzz and Woody's double at the festival last week is getting to his head, but that woman was too familiar.

There was a second woman sitting behind her who is supposedly a victim of kidnapping. She has pale skin, blonde hair in curls, and a large pink bonnet covering her face. She is wearing a stylized pink and white dress with a belt of things from the agriculture farm she was taken from.

The victim was a girl named Betty who is a shepherdess working for the local farm. Otherwise, there was really no clear reason why she was taken.

Buzz continued the pursuit, but seemed equally confused as Andy about their identity. The outlaw sped up on the hoverbike, going even faster than Buzz in his jetpack!

Blinking, Andy noticed she was looking at the camera.

His eyes widened.

"YEEE HAW!" She took off her hat, waving it at him, and put it back on. "Ride like the wind Bullseye!"

Revving the bike, flipping a switch...

And leaving Buzz in the dust with her nitro.

Making a mental note to go through Buzz's files to find when he woke, Andy looked for the others.

Eventually he found Slinky. A few days later, he found out Slinky owned a bar on the next planet over. Since he learned that travel between worlds is nearly identical to taking a bus or taxi back home, but with rockets and shuttles instead. A quick search to figure out currency (and printing the guide to be safe) Andy went to bed.

And so, a week after the festival, Andy made his way to the next toy.

Stepping out of the "Taxi" and paying the pilot, he stood before the bar.

It was also a motel.

Looking around, it was a one story motel stretching out on both sides of the main building that looked like a cyberpunk saloon from the old west! Chuckling, he grew excited, and nervous...

As he stepped closer, he noticed a sign wishing a happy anniversary to the Potatoheads.

He blinked.

"Hey, that's Chop to you!" A voice from inside yelled, followed by laughter.

"Andy?" A voice from behind almost whispered. Whipping his head to face the person, Andy was surprised to see Woody.

"Oh! Uh, hi sheriff! What... brings you here?" Feeling increasingly awkward. Woody just kept staring until he shook his head.

Nodding to the sign, "I'm here for my friends' anniversary party. A small get together. You?"

"Uh... well, I'm... I'm looking for some friends I think might be here."

"Friends, huh? Would you like some help? I know just about everyone there." The sheriff spoke with a smile, lost in thought.

"Really? Thanks, I-I'd appreciate it." Andy smiled nervously.

Woody stepped forward and opened the wooden door for him. Smiling, Andy stepped inside.

The main section really was like an open floor bar with a stage and dance floor in the middle, the second floor wrapping around with tables and such. In front and surrounding the stage were more tables and the bar on the left and an office on the opposite side with a counter and two registers. Even though it looked like a saloon, just about every decoration screamed familiar.

There were red streamers around the second floor railings that suspiciously looked like a string of monkeys, walls half murals of a blue sky on the ground floor with white fluffy clouds and numerous toys decorating the wooden shelf stretching the wall between the mural and wooden paneling on the bottom half, photos all along the wall of various customers, a series of saddles and horse supplies and spaceship parts scattered around for decoration, music equipment similar to back home, and so on.

In various groups were faces becoming almost too familiar...

Manning the bar is a man in his late 20's with dark hair in dreads, a well trimmed short beard, and deeply tanned skin with scrawny but hidden muscle. He's wearing a black, yellow and brown uniform and a welcoming smile.

"Hey Woody! Glad you could make it." He greeted.

"Hey pal, glad I could make it. New Sheriff and all, it was hard to get the night off. Afterwards, I got mountains of paperwork to go over!" Woody sighed before taking a seat on a comfy stool.

The man made a face in dramatic sympathy causing Woody to chuckle and take off his hat. Reaching behind on the shelf, he grabbed a bottle and a pair of glasses and put them in front of Woody. "Here. It's on the house."

Woody opened his mouth to protest, but a look from the man silenced him. He smiled gratefully instead.

"Thanks pal..."

Andy hesitantly walked over and the man did a double take, the second glass slipping from his hands. Woody sighed. Andy freaked. "S-sir?!"

"An- wha, uh what? Uh Woody? Who's your friend?"

Angling himself so he's facing them both, Woody gestured with his hand between them. "Slink, this is Andy. Andy, Slink."

Slink just kept staring. Mouth opening and closing, words escaping him.

"Woody!" A feminine voice bellowed from behind, before grabbing Woody in a hug and lifting him off the seat in her excitement. Woody had his arms pinned and legs kicking out almost comically.

Andy took this moment to look at her. A tall woman with deep red hair in a long braid, yellow and white blouse and matching jacket with blue jeans and a red hat.

Slink eyed Andy as he cleaned his mess and noticed both shock at her appearance, then recognition, then fondness.

"Sweet mother of Abraham! You made it! And congratulations on becoming Sheriff!" She grinned upon releasing the poor man from her hug of death. Woody was taking this moment to greedily suck in air, leaning on the counter and everything.

Andy quietly chuckled, this was exactly as he pictured her personality to be.

He happily watched their reunion.

Jessie's shout received the attention of the others. Before they could greet the Sheriff, they spotted the young man standing off to the side.

All talking ceased.

"Woody! Who's your friend?" A man dressed in a suit, bowler hat and mustache yelled over.

Andy froze, sensing he was now in the spotlight. Hearing a gasp, he glanced over and saw the woman just now noticing him.

Woody quietly stood up and calmly walked over to Andy and put his hand on his shoulder.

To the woman and Slink (because they were so close to them) they easily heard his shaky breath before he stood, and the little tremors in his hand before gently grabbing Andy's shoulder.

"Guys, this is Andy. He worked at the festival last week at Al's toy stand-" grumbles from the group Woody almost joined in on- "I bumped into him at the entrance. Apparently he's looking for some friends of his he thinks might be here."

"Oh really? Is that so?" The mustache man crossed his arms. A woman next to him in a simple yet elegant dress with a pearl necklace and a flower in her hair, she had slowly put her hand to her mouth in shock and looked like she might cry.

"Wh- who are you trying to find?" He presuming Mrs. Potatohead asked shakily.

"Uh... " Nervousness kicked in again, Andy felt a hand squeeze his shoulder, turning to see Woody but Woody was looking away (anywhere but him).

A deep breath.

Breathing out slowly, Andy reached into his bag and pulled out a sketchbook and put it on the table.

'Mr. Porkchop' grabbed it and flipped it open before his entire body froze at the first sketch, then slowly flipped through it.

Andy smiled.

Curious, the group at the table surrounded Mr. Porkchop and gasped.

Each page was a sketch of every toy he owned. Starting with Woody and Buzz as toys on the first page and so on.

Eventually the Sheriff joined the group and sat next to him before being handed the sketchbook with the book flipped back to the first page to show him.

Andy stood nervous at the other end of the table. "So... Do you know them?"

Jessie slammed her hand on the table causing them to jump.

"Before we answer, there's something you need to answer." Whipping her head up to face him with a stubborn glare, threatening to cry.

"Of course!" Standing tall.

Jessie stayed quiet a moment before quietly speaking.

"Before going off to college you gave a group of toys to a little girl. Who was the girl, what was your favorite toy and what did you say?"

Woody refused to look up, almost shaking.

Andy smiled. There, what she said, was all the proof he needed. He looked around the table, easily seeing them for who they were before.

"Before I left for college I was going to put my toys in the attic so that they were safe until I started a family of my own. But then I looked at the box they were in and found a sticky note with an address on it. I drove to the address and saw the little girl who was on the note. Her name was Bonnie."

Woody gripped the sketchbook.

As I was going through the toys, I hesitated on the last two. Woody and Buzz."

Slink put a hand on Woody's shoulder, the sheriff was breaking, but in anticipation.

"And do you want to know what I said?" Andy continued softly.

Woody slowly looked up.

Andy breathed deeply to gather his nerves.

"Now Woody... He's been my pal for as long as I can remember. He's brave... like a cowboy should be." Walking around the table, they never broke eye contact. "And kind and smart..." He stood before the sheriff. "But the thing that makes Woody special, is he'll never give up on you." Looking him in the eye. "Ever! He'll be there for you... no matter what-"

In a flash, Woody stood up and pulled Andy in his embrace.

The group cheered.

"He remembers us!" Jessie cheers.

Andy tuned them out, only focusing on the man crying happily in his arms. Reaching in his coat, Andy hugged him back just as fiercely.