Hey guys, just wanted to give a little info to stop confusion. Hope I did okay.
Evelyn Pride - Woody's Mother
George Pride - Woody's Father
Kestra - Woody's Parents Horse.
Baba - Pet name for Woody
Woodrow Pride aka Woody (as we know him, But I'm sure you knew that anyway!)
Today was the day, today was the uttermost wonderful most glorious day, beautiful sky, bright shining sun, lovely picturesque moment with Bonnie going off to daycare, Woody's parents walking down the drive…
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"You worry too much!" Buzz nudged him slightly in the ribs.
"Buzz, my parents their…Their…Odd."
"You're a lot like them then?"
"Buzz!"
"Hey! I'm just kidding; seriously I'm sure everything will be fine…"
"Oh god I hope Jessie doesn't embarrass me…" Woody covered his eyes pacing.
Buzz grabbed him, pulling him in for a kiss. "Whoa there cowboy."
"Buzz…" Woody pouted. "Hey Buzz look an alien!"
Buzz stared at him.
"I fell for that once, I'm not that stupid."
"Hey I had to try." Woody laughed, wrapping his arms around his space ranger. He, Buzz, Hamm, Slinky and the rest of the toys were stood in Bonnie's room in front the door, waiting anxiously.
Jessie and Buttercup had gone to greet the guests.
"So Woody, you gonna tell them or do you want me?"
"No!"
"Huh?"
"I don't want them to know, EVER."
"But…"
"Buzz…"
"Hey I'm the one that should be hurting here…"
"Buzz listen their old, fragile, poor, desolate lifeless toys, they wouldn't want to know about us! That would be like telling a joke with no punch line."
"WOODY!" A woman shouted, bounding in on Bullseye, waving her gold hand stitched hat around her head, her brown over grown top with patches perfectly stitched on to it flowing in the wind, her brown and gold cowgirl trousers and boots shimmering in the sunlight…Jumping off of Bullseye and running full speed at Woody, picking him up and swinging him around like a rag doll before dropping him about a half a meter away, neatly into a stack of building bricks.
"Where's that boy of mine!" Woody's father came bounding in on his own horse – Kestra – Woody's father had a red and gold hat on, a big bushy beard, was fairly tall, not thin but not fat, he had a long dark brown coat on that came to his ankles and stopped only to reveal his shiny white boots with golden spurs. He had a black shirt and brown trousers, also complete with a brown, gold and silver gun belt complete with gun that was permanently sowed into it's holster for safe keeping.
He leapt off of his horse, grabbing it by the reins, tossing them to Jessie. "You my girl are one heck of a woman!" He winked.
Jessie had easily caught them and Woody's father made his way over to his wife, taking her around the waist and swinging her around a full 360 degrees before plotting her back down.
"What have you done with him then?" Woody's father was up front about it.
"Err…" Hamm looked to Buzz who was helping Woody out the pile of bricks.
"Hey you okay?" He asked, Woody mumbled incoherently.
"I'll take that as a yes." He laughed and pulled his cowboy to his feet.
"There he is!" Woody's mom got excited and bounded up and down. "Our precious little Baba."
"Baba?" Hamm said trying to keep a straight face.
Buzz didn't dare to laugh, he wanted to so badly though.
"Mother, father…" Woody approached them with caution, what Woody hadn't told Buzz was how strict his father had been, that life with his mother was wonderful, his father…Was a whole new story.
"Baba!" Woody's mother went to grab him again but Woody stepped back in time.
"Mom!" Woody held his hands out.
"Aww Woody it's so good to see you…After all these years and you're still my little Baba!"
"Pfffffft…." Hamm sniggered in the background, Woody was dying.
"Mother…It's really…nice to see you too." He took her hand and held it between both of his for a moment before his father pushed in between.
"Woodrow." His father said sternly. "How have you been?"
Woody stared at him for a long moment, for some reason he looked a lot taller and even Woody had to crank his neck back to look up at him. "Well? Come on my boy!"
"I err…" Woody tried, Buzz noticed the hesitation, he wanted to step in but Slinky held him back a second.
"I err…I'm good father thank you and yourself?" He glared down at the young man, gripping his hands behind his back.
"Very well son."
"That's…"
"Have you been practicing your lasso?"
"Well…"
"Well?" He interrupted Woody again very sternly.
"I tried to keep up with it but I just…"
"Haven't had the time!" His father finished for him. "Woodrow you wound me, here I do my best to bring you up, RAISE YOU I DID, RAISE YOU like a good fathering cowboy father should and you wound me so!"
"Father I…"
"No!" He interjected, Buzz was getting annoyed with him, Woody wasn't fighting back and that made him even more annoyed. "No excuses Woodrow, you are my son and you WILL be practicing your lasso whilst I am here."
"Father!" Woody was about to put his ten cents in when he abruptly stopped, his mother eyeing him and shaking her head without her husbands notice.
"Yes? Spit it out boy!"
"Father…Nothing would make me happier." Buzz nearly fell over.
"That's my boy!" Woody's father laughed, Woody lowered his head in defeat, though it didn't last long, Woody's mother soon straightened him out.
"Now Woody, we've met this darlin' little chicken over here and her wonderful horse, why don't you introduce us to your friends!"
"Of course…" Woody turned and began reading off all the names of the various toys.
"And this is Slinky, Hamm and last but not least…Buzz…Buzz Lightyear."
"It's so wonderful to meet you all, Mr. Buzz Lightyear." She held out her hand, he shook it gently, turning to Woody's father but the man ignored the offered hand.
"Everyone this is my mother and father. Evelyn and George Pride."
They all spoke amongst themselves for a moment, Buzz pulled Woody to one side.
"Hey you okay?"
"Yeah…I'm fine Buzz."
"You don't look fine Woody."
"No seriously, I'm okay with this, I thought it was gonna be hard but it's not that bad."
"Woody, do me a favour and don't lie to me."
"I'm okay Buzz!"
"Woody!"
"Look Buzz just stay out of it okay…"
"I don't like the way he spoke to you."
"He's my father."
"Doesn't sound like a father to me."
"Drop it." Woody said seriously.
"No Woody, can't you see he's manipulating you? Why did you let him walk…" Buzz stopped when they were interrupted.
"Am I bothering you boys? You're probably talking about manly cowboy-space ranger things!" Evelyn was a lovely bubbly woman with a bright personality.
"No mother we're done here." Woody looked at him sternly and Buzz said nothing, as Woody turned away Buzz made eye contact with George, the man was staring him out and Buzz knew it wouldn't be long before he rubbed Buzz up the wrong way.
"Woodrow darling would you allow Jessie to help us to our room? She is a lovely young thing isn't she?"
"She's nice mother but…"
"She really is Baba, now come with us and let's catch up on the good times huh?"
"Yes…Of course Mother." Woody took the reins of Kestra from Jessie as their extremely tiny amount of luggage was tied up on to the horses back. Jessie moved to stand by Woody's mother, the two giggling as they made off in front leaving Woody alone with his father as they trailed behind.
Looking back for a moment at Buzz, Woody felt like running into his arms and holding on to him for dear life, but his father would literally kill him if he knew…
'I love you…' He mouthed, Buzz mouthed an 'I love you too' back and they finally disappeared around the door.
Gosh this chapter was really hard to write! Hope it worked out for you all, it'll get better hopefully...