"Alright, Andy," Ms. Davis said bringing a cardboard box into Andy's room. "Do you have any toys you want to donate?"

"But, mom, I like all my toys," Andy argued.

"Well, are there any you don't really play with anymore?" his mom asked.

"Not really," Andy said.

"Well, look under your bed," his mom told him. Andy crouched down and fished around under his bed. He pulled out a few old, rotting, and rusty toys.

"I can let go of these." Andy said plopping them in the box with a thud. He returned to finding old toys from under his bed. Andy pulled out RC, his remote controlled car, Lenny, a mini pair of binoculars, and Etch but set them aside not able to give them up. "That's about it," Andy said scratching his head.

"Okay," his mom sighed. "We have three more days until the yard sale. I'll let you make up your mind in that time." She walked out of the room leaving Andy to decide what toys he was willing to part with. Andy opened the lid to his toy box and searched through his onslaught of toys. When he came across Snake, Rocky, and Mr. Shark, toys he hadn't played with in at least a year, he brought them to his mom to be put in yard sale box.

"Poor Snake," Woody said. "He was a good friend."

"What about his yard sale buddy?" Jessie asked.

"I don't think he had one." Woody answered. "I don't think any of them did. That's why having a buddy is so important!"

"Woody," Jessie began hoping Bo wouldn't interrupt again. "Do you have a yard sale buddy yet?"

"Actually," Woody said trying not to hurt Jessie's feelings with his answer. "Bo asked me to be hers."

"Oh, okay," Jessie said trying not to sound hurt. "I was just wondering." She laughed nervously before diving into the toy box. By now everyone had probably already partnered up, even Bullseye had a buddy. Everyone except…Buzz. Jessie knew she should have asked Woody sooner. As she was lost in her thoughts, Jessie bumped into Buzz. "Sorry, Buzz," she muttered before moving around him. Jessie then stopped herself. If she didn't want to be sold, she'd have to swallow her pride and ask Buzz to be her yard sale buddy. "Um, Buzz, do you still need a yard sale buddy?"

"Why, yes, I do," Buzz answered.

"Would you like to be mine?" Jessie said bracing herself for Buzz's rambling to begin.

"Sure," he answered simply. "I'll have your back."

"Thanks," Jessie said surprised at how confident and collected he was. She didn't know what or who told Buzz how to act, but Jessie didn't feel uncomfortable around Buzz anymore. She felt like she could actually have a normal conversation with him just like it should be.