*Yes, this story is set between 'My little Rose' and 'Family Reunited'. It's four years after 'my little rose'. Trying to tie in the nine year gap from TS4.*

"Can I have your stereo?" Molly asked.

"No." Andy said, annoyed.

"Your computer? Your video games?"

"Forget it, Molly!" Molly groans as mom walks in with a box and a pack of trash bags.

"Okay, Andy. Let's get to work, shall we? Anything not going to college goes either in the attic or trash." Mom said. She wrote 'college' on the side of the box.

"Mom, come on. I'm not leaving till Friday." Andy complained.

"Look it's simple. Skateboard, college. Little league trophy, probably attic. Apple core, trash. You can do the rest. Plus its garbage day. So get to it." Molly went over to the toy chest.

"Why do you still have these old toys?" She asked, chucking.

"Molly, get out of my room!" Andy shouted.

"Three more days and its mine!" Mom ushered her out of the room, instructing her to put whatever she didn't want into a box to donate. The toys saw her place a few things into the box, including her Barbie doll. Jessie felt bad for her. They heard Andy and his mom talking to each other and went still. Mom opened the chest.

"What are you going to do with these toys? Should we donate them to Sunnyside?" She asked.

"Mom, no one is going to want those old toys. They're junk." Mom closed the lid.

"Fine. You have till Friday. Whatever isn't packed up for college or the attic, goes in the trash." Andy mumbles a response and then turns his chair to the toy chest. He opens the lid and stares at his old friends. His childhood pals. Grabbing a trash bag off his bed, he whips it open and starts loading them one by one into the bag. Lastly, he picks up Buzz and Woody, glancing at each one carefully. He places Woody in the college box and Buzz into the bag, drawing it closed.

"I knew it! We're getting thrown away!" Potato Head snapped. Jessie begins to hyperventilate as Andy picked up the bag and walked out into the hallway. Buzz looks around.

"Hey, where's Rosetta?" He asked. In the box, Woody wondered the same thing and popped out of the box. He saw his daughter looking out around the corner. He snuck out and pulled her back.

"What are you doing, young lady?" He asked.

"I wanted to see where Andy was taking them. Rosetta said. We can both relax. He's putting them in the attic." They both looked around the corner and sighed with relief as Andy grabbed the string and pulled down the stairs. He began to climb up with the bag when Molly came in with a heavy box. A magic eight ball fell out. Andy grabbed it and helped her carry it downstairs. In the bag, the toys were panicking.

"I can't breathe!" Jessie cried.

"This can't be happening!" Rex panicked.

"Quiet! What's that sound?" They heard a creaking sound which was the attic door going back up. It pushed the bag further into the hall. Woody tiptoed out to help his friends when Andy's mom walked in. Rosetta grabbed her dads arm just as Mom tripped over the bag.

"Andy!" She groaned. She picked up the bag and started walking downstairs. Woody begins to panic.

"That's not trash. That's not trash! Oh, think, Woody, think!"

"Dad! She put them on the curb!" Rosetta said. She was up at the window. Woody climbed up beside her and gasped. He looked around and saw a pair of scissors on the desk. Placing them in his holster, he jumped out the window and slid down the drainpipe, Rosetta close behind him. In the bag, the toys tried everything to make a hole in the bag.

"Pull, everyone, pull!" Buzz cried.

"It won't rip!" Rex yelled.

"Why bother? Hamm said. Andy doesn't want us, so what's the point?"

"Point? That's it!" Buzz said, glancing down at Rex's tail. They start to push the his tail against the bag. Meanwhile, Woody and Rosetta make it to the mailbox.

"Rose, go back inside!" Woody said, slicing a hole through a bag.

"No way, I'm helping you." Rosetta said.

"I don't want you to get hurt out here."

"I'm fine, dad!" Soon the garbage truck stops in front of the house. Woody pulls Rosetta to the side. They watch in horror as the bags are thrown into the truck and crushed.

"No! Jessie, Buzz!" Woody said. Just then he hears a noise and see a moving recycling bin. Woody sighs. "Come on, Rose." In the garage, the toys are hurt by what they're owner did.

"Andy threw us out!" Slinky whined.

"Well he did call us junk." Potato Head said. They al started talking at once. Buzz scratched his head. This didn't make sense. Andy wouldn't throw them out. Woody was so sure of it.

"Woody was wrong." Hamm said.

"I told you we never should've listened to him."

"Now, wait a minute guys." Buzz began to say.

"Yee Haw! Fellas, I know what to do!" They all looked up in the car trunk at the Sunnyside donation box. They smiled and started to climb up the car to get in the box.

* Next chapter up tomorrow!*