" YOU. ARE. A. TOY~!Oh, you're an action figure! YOU are a child's PLAYTHING! !"
-Woody to Buzz
Somewhere in the far corners of the galaxy, a certain Space Ranger was walking through a town that has seen better days, but still lively. It's safe to assume because of the festival going on. Looking around, it appears the festival is for some kind of celebration for the new Sheriff who was just promoted. A... Woodrow Pride.
He paused, Woodrow...
No. It's not him.
You see, Buzz remembers being a toy. He remembers Andy, Slink, the Potatoheads, Hamm, Rex, Bo, Jessie... Woody. He remembers them all. He remembers the day when Andy went off to college and was given to Bonnie. But what he remembers the most was saying goodbye to his old friend at the fair. Hugging him goodbye.
Woody's not a Lost Toy. Not anymore.
It was hard going to sleep, but eventually-
When Buzz opened his eyes-
He's in Star Command. Being woken up by someone named 'Warp Darkmatter' and getting ready for a patrol.
Going to the locker where his suit is-
Buzz stared in awe at his suit, realized as the real thing. No longer plastic and stickers or that blinking light; but metal, working electronics. This is an actual combat space suit. There was obvious wear and tear, but you see the care that went into its upkeep. All the resewn stitching around the cloth portions. Scratches, dents and wear around the more common settings. An actual contact list, working computer and a log to record what happens. The whole thing was extremely high-end and militaristic. The suit looked like Buzz treated it like his baby. (And considering that as a toy, he was stuck in the suit the entire time… It kida was?)
He could faintly hear Warp telling to hurry up, but could you blame him?! Buzz finally came to terms that he was a toy, only to get smacked in the face that he is now a real… Space Ranger.
This is happening!
He spent that whole morning in a panicked daze and putting on an act near auto-pilot. Pretending to be his by-the-book self from when he thought he was a real ranger before Woody opened his eyes and helped him loosen up. The fact that he was HUMAN and not a toy is what really threw him off.
The next several months went in a blur, but he never forgot his friends. And now that Zurg is defeated, he finds himself with a lot of free time on his hands. The reason he's here today is to avoid his team, who has been trying to set him up on blind dates; worried that he'd be alone.
As he walks along the line of stalls, a name catches his eye, Al's Toybarn . The song: " You Got a Friend in Me " playing on the radio speakers above. He cracks a smile as he sees Al in his chicken costume trying to advertise his toys. Walking up, he expected toys of him and the other Space rangers. But... stopping in front of the display, he noticed Slink. Eyes widening, he looks at every toy. There's Rex, Hamm, Slink, Bo, the LGM trio-
'We are eternally grateful!'
He chuckled at the memory. Especially at Mr. Potatoheads' expense. He also sees handfuls of other toys he's met in their travels as Andy's toys. A cowboy doll catches his eye and he half suspects Jessie. He sees a young man walk up and he hastily picks up a toy of him and pretends to analyze it and 'nodding in approval'. As the young man comes closer, he almost drops his toy self.
It was Andy. The same Andy from that last day. Same clothes and everything!
He's shocked even further by-
Reach for the sky~
Slowly, Buzz looked towards the one catchphrase that was as familiar as his own. A handsome middle aged man in a brown trench coat, hat and the town's Sheriff uniform. He was holding the doll Buzz now recognizes as Woody.
The supposed sheriff chuckled and closed his eyes, as if lost to his own memories. Still closed, he pulled the string again.
You're my favorite deputy!
There's a snake in my boot!
Somebody's poisoned the waterhole!
"Sheriff Woodrow! Welcome!" The Andy look-alike greeted with a smile. The sheriff looked up and faced him, allowing Buzz to get a better look at his face. Buzz clutched his toy tighter and took a small step back.
"Please, call me Woody." The man spoke calmly, now facing Buzz. Words kept escaping Buzz and 'Woody' chuckled and faced Andy. "Forgive me. But I remember having this when I was a boy. In fact, I used to have a lot of these toys. Including the one you're holding." Looking at Buzz again and pointing to the 'Buzz' in his hand.
"Oh! Uh... is that so?" Buzz wanted to hit himself.
"May I?" 'Woody' held out his hand.
"Uh.. yeah sure." Reaching out, 'Woody' grabbed the toy as they brushed their fingers. He's really here...
"Now, what was it he used to say?" 'Woody' pouted with a dramatic thinking face. "Hmmm. What was it? Oh, yeah... that's right. It was:" Looking Buzz right in the eye, "To infinity... and beyond." He smiled.
None of them noticed a camera flash.
" This isn't flying! This is falling! With style ." Buzz to Woody