Author notes: Hey guys, back with more. Sorry for the delay but like I said, was super busy last week w/ Comic Con and honestly didn't have much time to post anything let alone write. I'll try to post a couple things this week to make up for it. Maybe post something longer as everything I've written lately's been really short.
Also still open to suggestions if you got 'em.

Title: Candy Hearts
Characters: Jessie/Buzz
Notes: Okay, this site doesn't let you post links so I can't link back to the inspiration for this fic, but if you go to deviantart and look up "Jessie Buzz candy heart" it's the only piece that shows up and it's where this idea came from. This piece didn't come out at all like I intended but I'm happy with it anyway. I may end up doing a part two just to finish it up since I cut it off faster than I planned to. It's super fluffy be warned (also set in my slight AU where Bo's in Bonnie's room). ^_~

Why don't you do something for him?
Bo's words echoed in Jessie's head and she quietly cursed the shepherdess. It wasn't as if her advice hadn't been sound. On the contrary, it had been so good that it had been all Jessie had been dwelling on all day. Since the words had been uttered she had been racking her brain for ideas to no avail.

Her mindless wandering had led her to the kitchen and she thanked whatever deity oversaw toys that no one was home. One of the nicest things about Bonnie's house was that with her and her mother at the Daycare all day and her father at work, there was always a long span of time during the afternoon where the toys had free range of the house. The freedom was almost unheard of especially in the later years at Andy's when someone seemed to be home at every hour of the day. Jessie's mind wandered back to the question that had plagued her all morning and she subconsciously began playing with her braid.

She wasn't usually like this, she told herself as she climbed up onto the kitchen table.
She was the rough and tumble cowgirl, one of the boys, more likely to fight you than give you a makeover. She didn't mind it a bit, to tell the truth; the personality type suited her.
But something about him made her so goldarn girly. Whenever she saw him her heart began an annoyingly light pitter-pat in her chest. She'd smile, smile so much her cheeks hurt.
Buzz had managed to surprise her so many times since they had started dating that she almost felt she owed it to him to do something special in return. It wasn't an obligation though- she just wanted to show him she cared- she wanted to let him know that all the random flowers and impromptu dances and late nights star gazing weren't for nothing.

She sighed and lightly kicked at the small purple bowl in the middle of the table. The contents shifted and made a light clinking against the ceramic dish. Curiosity got the better of her and she peered into the bowl. Inside was a collection of small candy hearts with words written on them.

Jessie frowned at the candy. The last time she had seen them had been years ago back at Emily's. Jessie had been bored exploring the various things Emily had shoved under the bed over the years and came across a shoebox covered in pink and red construction paper. She opened up the lid and was greeted with a small forest's worth of paper cards. Some had animals, others had cartoon characters, and even more had simple hearts and flowers. On one side was a small box filled with candy hearts. There was a message written on the box- To: Emily Love: Johnny. Jessie had heard that name several times over the past year; the boy seemed to be all Emily talked about anymore.
She knew it was a different situation, a different kind of relationship but the cowgirl couldn't help but be a little jealous of the boy she'd never met. While she was relegated under the bed, this boy could tell Emily exactly how he felt about her be it through actual words or stupid sayings on candy.

Jessie shook her head, clearing away the memory. She looked back at the dish and her eyes rested on the topmost heart. The candy was purple and simply said be mine. It took a second for Jessie to realize she was smiling. She carefully picked up the heart, weighing it in her hands and giving it a good once over. Her smile grew.

The cowgirl jumped down from the table and raced across the kitchen floor, the candy tucked safely under her arm. In the back of her head she knew it wasn't enough, but it conveyed everything she needed to tell him in the simplest form. Buzz was special, Buzz was different, Buzz was all she needed. Besides, if she dwelled on what to do anymore her brain was likely to implode and she wasn't sure Buzz would like her as much if she were brain dead. Jessie chuckled to herself and hurried into Bonnie's room intent on finding her space ranger.