IDEA #6

Last Update: 06-01-12

****Toy Story, Story****

A/N: This is a story idea about: Explained in the first paragraphs and following two sentences.

Word Count: 1,446

It's not complete at all but it would be a good idea in my opinion if I ever get the chance to write it.

When Andy started abandoning his toys to the toy box at the start of his teen years, the toys themselves began to wonder whether this would be the beginning to a horrible end: death by garbage plant. Andy's a good kid but even the best of the best have to grow up at some point. He would soon be done with them and they wondered if that meant a terrible fate by trashcan.

But there was still hope...

Especially when their salvation came in the form of a strangely dressed girl.

...

"87%. Not bad." Andy commented to himself, holding the guitar controller loosely in one hand, the strap hooked around his body and over his shoulder, looking at the TV screen.

The doorbell rang around the house and Andy could hear his mother rush to open the door. Then came some low whispers - at least it sounded like whispers to him.

He clicked continue and prepared himself for the next song before the encore, Barracuda. Just as the notes were starting to appear, his name was called out.

"Andy! You have a friend here to see you!"

"A friend?" he didn't remember inviting someone over or anyone saying they would come by. He quickly paused the game and set down the guitar, slowly making his way out of his room and downstairs.

The moment the door was closed behind him, the toy box appeared to open by itself. Two miniature green eyes peeked out from the crack of an opening. They searched from one side of the room to the other before disappearing.

"All clear!"

The toy box flew open and toys came to life, hopping over and out onto the bedroom floor. The was a cowgirl with orange yarn for hair, green eyes, and a stumbling space ranger toy being dragged by her hand. The space ranger toy happened to be a once very popular Buzz Lightyear of Star Command action figure. Complete with buttons to operate the voice box and jetpack wings. Following them were a slinky dog, a Mr. and Mrs. Potatohead set, a ragdoll horse, a pink piggybank, some mini soldiers, etc.

"Hey fellas." a voice from atop the computer desk called out and the toys on the floor looked up to see a ragdoll cowboy with a sheriff badge looking down at the them. The cowboy jumped down from the desk to the desk chair, and then continued down to the floor. He put his plastic hands to his hips, "We don't have much time before Andy comes back. I'm pretty sure he'll be bringing his friend up here...is everyone okay?"

"We're spending day and night in a dark toy box and haven't been played with for years...we're just peachy, sheriff." the Mr. Potatohead answered back sarcastically.

"Don't mind him Woody! The potato with a hat and eyes is just grumpy about his lack of 'personal space'." the cowgirl reassured the cowboy.

"Got it Jessie. Don't worry guys. One day, Andy is gonna have a stroke of imagination and will want to relive his childhood days again. Then he'll play with us, I just know it." Woody said with a hopeful - yet still doubtful under the skin - smile.

"That's my sister's room. And this...is my room." the toys heard from outside the door and they rushed to their original positions, most jumping into the toy box, while Woody was quick to climb back onto the desk and lie limp against the red desk lamp.

The bedroom door opened and Andy walked in, holding the door open for his friend. What Woody didn't expect was for a girl to walk in.

The girl was nicely tanned, not exactly dark skinned, but not pale skinned either. Possibly Hispanic. Her dark black hair was braided against her head, but came loose towards the back to be held in a funky bun and spread her hair out like a fan. She's wearing a SpongeBob that has been cropped at the sides and then re-tied with pieces of the fabric that wasn't completely cut off. At the top at the collar, the shirt had been cut straight down a few inches to feel more loose and open. The shirt is also cut short to just as few inches under the bust line. But for modesty's sake, the girl is wearing a bright, orange camisole underneath the shirt that is tight to the skin, showing her slim waist. Her Jean shorts come to just a few inches above mid-thigh. Her purple knee-highs clash against her out-of-place her black hiking boots. With feathers sticking out of her bun to fan out along with her hair and her forearms almost completely covered in wristbands, she definitely makes for an interesting character to look at. The girl moves her bangs - side bangs which are the only loose hairs towards the front of her hairdo that are not braided down tight - out of her eyes and looks around.

"Nice! But needs more movie posters." she comments before hopping onto the bed, her legs crossed in front of her.

"That it, Dani? Don't think it needs more ocean themed decorations?" Andy sarcastically asked, sitting next to her on the bed. The girl next to him, Dani, playfully shoved him. The toys in the box slowly lifted the lid and peeked out at the teens on the bed, while Woody kept an eye on them from his perch on the desk.

"Silly Andrew! Oceanic accessories and decorations are a trademark of Danielle Estrella! Not you Davis. If I remember correctly, your sister said you're more Wild, Wild West with a touch of Space Action. I don't think dolphins and seashells are really your style." Dani, or Danielle, smiled before leaning over to peck Andy on the lips. Woody was almost shocked out of his boots. He was expecting Andy to be all red-faced and embarrassed about his first kiss coming from this girl that has barely even been here five minutes.

So imagine his added shock when all Andy did was smile before standing up.

"Well I know of something that fits both of our styles..." he stood up and walked over to the TV to pick up the guitar from the floor, "Up for some Guitar Hero?"

Dani jumped up and scurried over to Andy's side.

"Guitar Hero? Is it number three? I have my memory card with me! I play this game so much that it's not even funny. I'm only half way down the list for Career on medium." she put a hand on the guitar, "May I?"

"Go right ahead." Andy said, pecking her cheek before handing her the guitar. She put the strap on and held the guitar confidently in her hands. She exited the game to go to the main menu and bent over to slip a memory card into the slot after taking out Andy's.

"Hold this please." she held out his card and selected Career on the screen.

"Tsunami? That's the name of your band? Must you adore the ocean so much?" Andy asked, resting his forearm on Dani's shoulder. She smirked but didn't comment. After more teasing from Andy about the blue-green hair and shark guitar of her character, Dani picked a song called "Miss Murder" (A/N: Real story, I have this song on my iPod, but it's spelled Miss Murderer instead. I didn't notice until I recently played my own Guitar Hero game and it didn't have the extra '-er' at the end.) and began to play.

Andy sat aside as his four month long girlfriend did not miss one note of the song, on medium no less. He smiled as she sang along and hopped a bit as she played. He always knew she was in love with almost all genres of music. She would have loved heavy metal if it didn't give her such a headache after listening for too long. Sometimes throughout the song, she would pause to turn around and grin at him, her hazel green eyes shining before she would turn back to the game in excitement.

"100%! Yes! That's what I'm talking about!" Dani cheered as she jumped in place before something caught her eye.

"Are my eyes deceiving me or is that actually a Woodrow 'Woody' Pride doll from the classic show, *Woody's Roundup*?" she asked in awe.

I like this girl! Woody thought.

"That he is! I also have the Jessie and Bullseye dolls." Andy explained as he walked over to the table and picked up the old doll. Woody inwardly sighed at the familiar feeling of being wrapped in his owner's warm and safe hands.

"No Stinky Pete?"