Cuddly Toy.

I don't own Toy Story or any of its characters. I do own any and all original characters.

After a few minutes Bo composed herself. She wasn't going to win Woody back by just sitting there hugging her sheep. She shook her head. No - she didn't like the sound of that. It sounded petty; Woody wasn't some trophy. Bo resolved herself not to be angry with Jessie. Jessie was trying to get her man back, so Bo was going to help her understand that she was going about it all the wrong way.

By the time Bo had reached the floor, it was almost time for Darla's fashion show and Mrs. Potato Head insisted that Bo accompany her to it.

"I hope you don't think too badly of Darla," Mrs. Potato Head said to Bo. "The doll can be a hot-potato most of the time, but she really is a capable leader."

"You can't mean to tell me that, that self-important doll really is the leader of Lulu's toys!" Bo said, shocked.

"Well, she was the leader before we arrived, so half the toys here were already loyal to Darla and I think Woody wanted to take a break from being the leader. He has been doing it so long."

"I'm sorry, but I just can't see her as being a good leader."

"She gives good advice," Mrs. Potato told her. "When we first came here, my spud and I were having marital problems. We seemed to be fighting all the time; I felt he was spending too much time with our boys and not enough with me. Woody - bless him - tried to help by telling us that we should talk out our problems, but we just ended up fighting again. So Darla said, since we're not getting along, the only thing to do was to have a trial separation for a whole month. She told us to have no contact with each other unless during playtime."

"She told you two to break up?" Bo asked, shocked more than ever now.

"But it worked! Not talking to each other for a whole month made us realize how much we loved and missed each other. Absence makes the heart grow fonder."

"I know" Bo said softly.

…

Meanwhile earlier; after Woody's disastrous talk with Bo, Woody felt the need to talk to Buzz. Bo's words were bothering him. It wasn't her accusing Jessie of using him; it was the fact that she said he stole his best friend's girl. Even though Buzz had given them his blessing and had told Woody to tell Jessie how he'd felt about her, Woody felt that he now needed to know for sure that he hadn't betrayed Buzz. He told Buzz what he and Bo had said to each other.

"Buzz," Woody went on, nervously. "Do you feel that I stole Jessie from you?"

Buzz sighed and Woody braced himself for the worst.

"When I first began to see that the two of you were developing romantic feelings for each other, I was upset at first. Part of it was vanity, wondering what Jessie saw in you that she didn't see in me - any thing more or something that she never saw in me? Why was she falling for you of all toys? I guess there was a part of me that didn't want to believe she could feel that way about any other toy but me, even if I no longer had those feelings for her. I did feel angry at you at first for falling for my ex-girlfriend. I could understand why, but still my best friend and my ex-girlfriend? I couldn't deal with it at first, but then I saw that you weren't acting on your feelings. If anything, you two were pulling away from each other and I could see how much that hurt the both of you. That's when it dawned on me: You two were willing to sacrifice your own chances of happiness to keep from hurting me. Keeping my friendship and seeing me happy was more important to the both of you than your own happiness. I don't know if that's right or wrong, but it made me feel like I must be some special and wonderful friend for the two of you to do that."

"You are Buzz," Woody told him.

"Well that got me thinking: if I'm such a wonderful friend, how can I let my two best friends be miserable when I know they could be so happy together? That's why I told you to tell her and gave you both my blessing. Woody, I never thought you stole Jessie from me. Jessie and I couldn't make each other really happy and we couldn't give each other what we both wanted and needed, but you two do and knowing that Jessie is happy and is getting what she wants and needs makes me happy. And knowing you're happy makes me happy, too." Buzz finished, patting him on the shoulder.

"Thanks Buzz," Woody said. "Needed to hear that."

"Anytime, pal," Buzz said with a warm smile. "So what are you going to do about Bo?"

"I just don't know," Woody admitted, sounding pained. "Buzz? Do you think that maybe you could talk to her?"

"Me?" Buzz asked, disbelievingly. "Woody, Bo and I were never that close. I wouldn't know what to say to her."

"I know it's a lot to ask, but couldn't you tell her what you told me? Maybe coming from you, it will help her come to terms with everything better?"

"All right, but mind if I talk to her after Darla's fashion show? I don't want to miss it."

"You want to go to Darla's fashion show?" Woody asked, raising a painted eyebrow. "Are you sure you'll be able to handle it?" Woody probed, now teasing him.

"What are you talking about?" Buzz asked, huffing.

"Darla's costumes tend to look pretty scanty-clad on her. Your wings may just pop right off you."

"That is not why I'm going to the fashion show!" Buzz quickly protested. "I think I got her mad at me…again, and I thought that if I told her she looks beautiful in as many outfits as possible in one day, it might make her less mad at me."

"Good luck with that, buddy."

The fashion show was to be held in the big top play-set with Darla's travel trunk wardrobe doll case as a changing room. A makeshift curtain and lions, tigers, and elephants were to keep any peeping toys away. Jessie's job was to announce the names of the outfits Darla was wearing.

Bo nodded to the other toys inside the big top play-set. There was a Hello Kitty plush, some Disney princess dolls, and a few sew dolls that either folded up into cupcakes or muffins. And then, much to Bo's surprise, Buzz was there, too. He waved shyly at her, whilst the other toys exchanged amused glances with each other.

"Now remember to 'ooh' and 'ah' when Darla comes out in a different outfit," Jessie told them, reminding them of what they should do.

Bo was so bored, watching Darla prance around from outfit to outfit and having to hear and 'ooh' and 'ah' at her. What added to it was that Buzz was saying 'beautiful' (Bo convinced herself that Buzz was saying this about Jessie). Together, this was enough to make her want to crack herself.

Finally! It's over! Now Bo could talk to Jessie.

"Jessie," Bo began.

"Yes, Bo?" Jessie asked, smiling sweetly.

"I…" Bo started, suddenly losing her nerve.

"Yes?" Jessie said, good-naturedly.

"I-I just wanted to say I enjoyed the fashion show," Bo said hastily before running off.

"Bo?" Jessie questioned softly as she watched Bo leave, wondering if she should follow her. She decided not to in the end. Bo wasn't ready to talk to her yet and Jessie wasn't going to force her too.

A/N Yes this defiantly going to be a longer story. Don't forget to check out my new poll! A/N