Bonnie's birthday party had been on a Saturday, so there had been absolutely no rush to wake up the next morning. The sun filtered lazily in through her windows, waking her up slowly and sweetly.

When the little girl sat up, her gaze immediately went to the little crowd of toys on the floor where her mother had left them. Her mother had indiscriminately placed the old with the new last night, so it looked like all the toys were already good friends. She was considering the odd fact that her cowboy's head was resting on the stand of her Bo Peep lamp when an idea for a game struck her.

She pushed the covers off of her and landed a little heavily on the balls of her bare feet, making a small thump when she landed. She scurried to her little toy-pile and scooped up the cowboy, and then knelt down to carefully detach the shepherdess from her stand. And, holding them both up, she put on her very best Narrator-Persona.

"Well howdy there, Miss," she said in her best Manly-Cowboy voice, bouncing Woody up and down a little. "You're new in town, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, Mr. Sheriff," she had Bo Peep reply in the silkiest, most refined southern accent she could achieve. "I just came in with my friends Kelly and Pikachu. Everything looks really swell here, hee-hee."

Woody tipped his hat. "Well I must say you look pretty swell too, ma'am."

Bo Peep giggled. "Oh, Sheriff, you're so sweet."

"Well you have to be, being an elected official like me."

"Oh, you're an elected sheriff, Sheriff?"

Woody shrugged unevenly. "More or less. And you can call me Woody, if you like, ma'am."

"Well, then you can call me Bo, if you like," said Bo Peep, dipping her head politely.

"I'd certainly like," said Woody, all smooth-talking and suave.

Bonnie stopped her game momentarily to giggle at the flirty scenario she'd created, and was about to keep going when she heard her mother's voice from the kitchen: "Bonnie? Are you awake, sweetie? C'mon, honey, I made eggs and bacon for breakfast!"

Bonnie made a gleeful little noise and set her dolls back down on her bed, leaving them so their little hands were touching. They looked kind of cute together, she thought. She was very happy about getting the Bo Peep doll for her birthday. But her thoughts were cut off again when she got a whiff of the breakfast her mother had made, so she ran out of her room, laughing.

Woody and Bo Peep lay where they were for a few minutes, silent and comfortable. Without even looking over at her, Woody wrapped his long fingers around Bo's porcelain ones. She did look over at him then, smiling her perfect smile. He gave her a sidelong look and then laughed nervously when he met her sweet gaze. He was sure he was blushing.

"Eh-heh," he said quite eloquently before clearing his throat and trying again. "Well, uh, you certainly haven't lost your touch," he decided on saying, even though he was sure he sounded awkward and stupid.

Well, even if he did, it didn't show on Bo's face. She gazed at him with her painted eyes like he was the sunrise after years in darkness. "You either, cowboy," she murmured. She slipped her hand from his to touch his face. "But then, you've always been a natural, haven't you?"

He ignored her praise, wanting to stammer as little as possible right now. He'd been embarrassing enough last night. "I still can't believe Bonnie's mom found you! Bonnie's mom of all people! I was sure you belonged to someone else by now!"

Bo shrugged. "I'm an old-fashioned doll," she offered. "Not a lot of parents trust their kids with toys like me. Apparently being a lamp doesn't make you seem all that durable." She sounded oddly amused, but maybe that was just because she was happy.

"Well, even if you're not durable, Bonnie's gonna take great care of you, Bo. She's a good kid. As good as Andy."

"So you're happy, Woody?"

That made the cowboy pause. Bo was the one who'd been stuck at a thrift store, and she was asking if he was happy? What about her? Was she okay?

"Yeah!" he said, sounding a little shocked, speaking a little too loudly and half-sitting up. "I mean, especially now that you're here! And you're gonna be happy here too, Bo, I promise."

Bo just smiled like always she always did, gentle and calm. The smile was so familiar and timeless to the cowboy that it was hard to really wrap his head around the fact that he hadn't seen her in so long. Their time apart didn't seem real.

"Oh, Woody. I already am."

Breakfast wasn't a long ordeal, since Bonnie was so energetic and therefore a pretty quick eater. When she came back, she saw the cowboy and shepherdess still lying on her bed together, and she thought again what a cute couple they made. She'd have to make sure they had a nice, sweet, old-fashioned romance and got married before too much time passed. They were made for each other, as far as she was concerned.

(A/N)

Hope that rounds it off a bit for you, guys! I must say, I'm pretty happy with it. :D

Much love,
Miyazaki A2