Sorry this chapter took so long to finally put up! I've been insanely busy, and it was hard for me to get around to it. I'm glad I finally did, and don't worry, it'll only get better from here. ;) Btw I'm also working on my other fic "The Prank," so keep an eye out for the next update. I should be posting the next chapter for that as well within the next day or so...hopefully. :P
I hope you enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think! :)
Jessie eyed the penguin with a look of curiosity. "What exactly do you mean?" she asked, innocence flowing through her vocal chords.
Wheezy coughed once nervously. "You know…" he began. "What do you think about toys of the opposite gender?"
Jessie squinted at the small penguin as if that would help her decipher what he was trying to say. "Um…I don't quite understand what you mean there little penguin."
"Wheezy," he reminded her. "What I'm trying to say is…" Jessie waited expectantly. Wheezy exhaled once and in one breath he whispered, "I want to know your thoughts on dating a toy in this room."
Jessie's eyes widened. So that was what the little toy wanted. She sighed in relief; if that was all the penguin wanted to know, it'd be easy to answer. "You all seem nice," she began. "But I'm not looking to date anyone."
Wheezy's whole frame visibly fell. His expression changed from one of hope to one of complete misery. Jessie noticed this change, and her heart went out to the toy. She was flattered that he was interested in her, but she wanted anything but a relationship with a toy. She'd watched Emily go through a lot of boys, and Jessie had secretly promised herself she would never do the same. She'd keep completely away from boys; not in a literal sense of course for she was too much like them, but she'd never enter into a relationship.
"I'm sorry, Wheezy," Jessie apologized. "I've seen too many relationships go sour in my time, and I don't want that to happen to me."
"It could be different," Wheezy began to plead.
Jessie shook her head. "I can't. I'm sorry." With that being said, she slowly walked off. Wheezy was left to wallow in pity, and Buzz, after he had secretly watched their whole encounter, decided to try and comfort Wheezy. Though he was glad to know the cowgirl had no interest in the penguin, he couldn't help but feel a little sad for Wheezy. After all, Buzz would've hated to have been rejected by such a woman. He slowly walked over to Wheezy, and not quite knowing what to say, simply nodded his head as the two made eye contact.
Wheezy was the first to speak. "Well, that didn't go so well."
Buzz nodded again. "She seems very independent."
Wheezy's face suddenly lit up. "Maybe you should talk to her."
"Uh…what?"
"Just talk to her," Wheezy encouraged him. "Just tell her about me and why she should give me a chance."
"Uh…" Buzz started.
"Please, I'm begging you!"
Buzz looked at the pitiful penguin and swallowed hard. "F-fine, but don't expect this to make a difference."
Wheezy slyly smiled. "Oh I think it will."
Buzz rolled his eyes. "I can't believe you're making me do this."
"Just do it," Wheezy glared. Buzz stepped back, a little scared at the ferocity in the penguin's eyes.
"Ok ok I'm going," Buzz complained. He quickly left the penguin, glad he was no longer in his presence. There was something off about the guy, and Buzz had learned to blame Andy's mother for it. She was the one who had put him up on the shelf, and it seemed the shelf did strange things to toys. Good thing Woody wasn't there for long, but Buzz couldn't guarantee that the shelf's mystical powers didn't take their toll on Woody.
He spotted the cowgirl yodeling to her horse in an oddly inhabited corner of the room. It seemed that a crowd had formed without her noticing, and she continued to softly and melodiously yodel to her dog-like companion. He wagged his tail in delight, and she softly stroked his mane. Buzz joined the crowd and listened to her sweet voice. He closed his eyes and let the sound of her voice fill his senses. After a moment or two, he eventually opened his eyes and realized that the crowd had dispersed, Jessie and Bullseye were staring at him, and Buzz was standing there with a stupid grin plastered on his face. His palms grew moist and his cheeks began to burn. How long had he been standing there like an idiot?
"Did you enjoy yourself ranger?" Jessie asked, not really expecting an answer.
Buzz grinned sheepishly. "You have a b-beautiful v-v-voice."
Jessie raised an eyebrow. "You're complimenting a stranger? Odd…"
"S-stranger?" he asked. "What do you m-mean?"
"You know what I mean," Jessie snorted. She patted Bullseye once and gestured for him to follow her. Buzz desperately made an attempt to keep her from leaving. He jumped in front of her and held out his arms to block her path. That was the wrong move.
Before Buzz could even say her name, she took two large strides to stand directly in front of the wobbly space ranger. Her fierce eyes met his nervous ones, and she sweetly yet menacingly whispered, "Stay outta my way space boy." He dumbly nodded and quickly slid to the side. She began to walk away, following her chocolate coated companion, and turned back to glance at Buzz. He was staring down at the ground, a look of genuine pain in his eyes. Jessie almost went back to apologize and comfort the toy, but after what Wheezy had told her, there was no way she'd do such a thing now. She couldn't help herself though; she felt bad for Buzz, no matter what he said or thought of her. She shouldn't have treated him like that, but it was too late now. He walked away, his back hunched and his head bowed. Jessie cringed. She didn't want to make this kind of first impression. With Woody being Buzz's best friend, he was sure to find out, and it seemed that Woody wasn't in the best mood today. She shook her head. It looked like she'd just have to deal with the consequences of her actions. She was still a bit upset after what Wheezy had told her about Buzz, and she decided that she could handle Woody later.
Dun dun DUN! Yup. This can only get better. I love conflicts. And the way they're resolved. :)
