Disclaimer: Another chapter up and running. I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed, faved or put this story on alert, it means a lot to me. Unfortunately, since Pixar bidded a higher price on eBay for it, I do not own Toy Story. I randomly came up with this one when I was in my step-dad's car and we stopped at a red light. Enjoy:)

"Daddy," Bonnie whined. "I'm bored. Is there anything I can do?"

Bonnie was stood next to her farther, who was sat down on the sofa reading the days newspaper.

He sighed, thinking about if there was anything that he needed to do today, so he can take Bonnie with him.

He then had an idea.

"Yes," Her farther began. "You could come to the shops with me and help me pick out something for your mum's birthday."

Bonnie smiled, before she threw her arms around her dad's neck.

"Thank you daddy," She said. "Can I take my toys with me?"

"You can take three," Her dad began to tell her. "At the most."

Bonnie frowned and huffed.

"Or take none of them," He offered sternly as an alternative.

"Fine," She said, just as she was about to walk up the stairs.

"Be down in five minutes Bon Bon," Her farther said, calling her by a nickname, he knew she loved. "So we can go."

Bonnie then, hurriedly, ran to her room and picked up the first three toys that came to her mind

They were indeed Woody, Buzz and Jessie.

She the rushed down the stairs and shoved her shoes onto her tiny feet.

She attempted to tie the laces of her shoe together, without success. The five-year-old frowned when she realized she couldn't do it.

"Daddy," She asked innocently, as he walked through the hall. "Could you tie my shoelaces please?"

"Of course I would honey," He smiled and he knelt down, facing his daugther and he tied her shoelaces.

"Thanks Daddy," Bonnie said when he finished.

"Come on then," He told her, pulling Bonnie to her feet. He opened the front door, and helped Bonnie outside, before going out himself and closing the door behind him.

Bonnie skipped happily to the car, as her dad dug the keys from his pockets. He unlocked the car and hey both got in.

The engine roared to life when he turned the car on and he drove the car out of the driveway.

They rove for around twenty minutes, until they parked in a store car park.

"Can I bring my toys in?" Bonnie asked.

"No," Mr Anderson answered.

"Oh, why not?" Bonnie complained with a huff.

"Because you might lose them," He answered.

Bonnie gave a huff.

"Fine," She muttered.

They then got out of the car, before they walked out to the shop.

The toys came to life instantly.

"How long do you think they'll be in there for" Jessie asked.

Woody shrugged his shoulders and exchanged a wink with Buzz.

"I don't know," Woody began. "Hopefully it won't be too long."

However, Buzz was observing a device outside of the car, that he had never remembered seeing before.

"Hey guys," Buzz began. "What's that?" He asked pointing to a traffic light, it was now on green and he could only stare in awe as the cars drove through it.

He was now remembering a time, over ten years before, when he had to direct some of the toys across a street, but he hadn't remembered seeing that. He had simply waited for the traffic to die down or stop on their own.

He stared in disbelief at the traffic light as it turned red, and all of the cars seemed to stop.

It was as if the light was forcing them to stop.

"Don't be silly Buzz," Jessie told him. She, of course knew what it was, who didn't? "It's a tr-"

She was interrupted by Woody.

"Whoa," Woody said as the light turned red and the cars seemed to stop, for some unknown reason. "They just stopped when it turned red. Why did they stop?"

Jessie sighed to herself, surely, they must've known about traffic lights by now.

It was then that Jessie remembered that someone had mentioned that Buzz and a few other toys had gone to the city to try and rescue Woody from Al's. They must've came across dozens of traffic lights, unless of course, they didn't notice them and waited till the traffic died down, before taking the risk of crossing the road.

It was then that she realized that, that probably was what they did.

"You seriously don't know what that is?" Jessie asked and they both nodded their heads.

"Wait?" Jessie began. "You don't know what that is?" How could Woody not know what it was. He almost knew everything, well he acted like that.

They shook their heads.

"It's a traf-" She began, but wasn't able to complete her sentence.

"Look," Buzz pointed out. "It's changing to green."

"And now their moving again," Woody said, indicating the moving traffic.

"They're supposed to go when it turns green," Jessie told them. "It's a traff-"

"It's turning red," Woody pointed out.

"And they've stopped again," Buzz began. "Why do they stop when when it turns red? Unless..."

"Unless what Buzz?" Woody asked.

Fear suddenly shadowed his eyes.

"Unless, the light is controlling them," Buzz began and his eyes went wide. "Oh no, I only thought he was fictional."

"Only thought who was fictional?" Jessie asked out of curiosity. She was wondering what Buzz was talking about.

"Zurg," Buzz hissed. "He's using that mysterious red light as a transmitter to receive peoples brainwaves, for a brief moment and he'll scan them to receive any information. Before sending them back."

"That's impossible," Jessie mocked.

Buzz snapped a hand up to her mouth.

"Don't mock him, or he could steal the brainwaves of people for good," Buzz told her. "Causing them to enter a coma."

Jessie rolled her eyes.

"Wait you think it's Zurg?" Woody asked, before giving Buzz another wink, when Jessie wasn't looking. "I thought it was a magical red genie."

Buzz let out a fake gasp.

"It could be Zurg, disguised as a genie!" Buzz began, before he aimed his right arm at the light. "Everyone get down."

"Buzz what are you doing?" Jessie asked, she had no idea what was going on between her friends these past few moments, it's like they've gone mad.

"I'm going to try and use the ray of light of my light-bulb lazer to intervene with the process.

"Buzz, why are you acting so weird?" Jessie asked. "Why are you both acting weird?"

"Get down," Buzz warned and he pressed the button of his lazer.

His posture suddenly erected, and his position stiffened.

"Buzz?" Jessie asked. What in the world was going on with him?

She moved her way around him in the front seat.

Buzz was completely stiff, he then fell backwards, falling over the edge of the seat and onto the floor.

Jessie turned to look down at Buzz.

"Buzz?" Woody asked, with a smile on his face. But since Jessie was in front of him, she was not able to detect it.

"Buzz?" Jessie yelled in fear. She had no idea what was going on with him.

She jumped down to the floor and knelt beside him. His eyes were closed softly and his posture was still and stiff.

"Buzz!" Jessie yelled in fear, trying to shake him into consciousness. Her mouth hung open and she felt like she was going to cry out of confusement.

What in the world happened to him.

Woody let out a chuckle, as he slapped his knee.

Jessie looked up to face him, and he was laughing his head off.

Something definitely wasn't right.

"What's so funny?" She asked and she looked back down to Buzz.

There was a large smirk forming on his face.

"Gotcha!" Woody yelled. "You fell for it. You actually believed we had no idea what a traffic light was?"

"I-uh, yeah-but-you," Jessie stammered, utterly speechless. She had fallen for one of their pranks.

Buzz smiled and his eyes were full of pride as they opened.

"What world are you living in?" Woody continued.

"That was not funny," Jessie said sternly, with a frown on her face as she folded her arms.

"Sure it wasn't Jess," Woody said in a sarcastic manner.

"Well it wasn't." Jessie told him.

Buzz was now beginning to feel regret. What if they had pushed it too far.

"Jess," He began. "Are you mad."

"Oh, well I dunno," Jessie began, when an idea came to her mind. She forced a smile from her lips, for the moment. "It's just a shame you have short legs."

"Huh?" Buzz asked.

She gave an evil smirk and his eyes went wide.

He only just managed to roll out of the way, before she suddenly dived to the ground, where he had just been.

"Run Ranger, run," She taunted. "Oh ya better hope ya can run. You too Sheriff."

And, of course, it hadn't been long before she managed to tackle them both to the floor.

She smirked as they squirmed under her like little girls.

A/N I don't know what I think about that one. I have to admit, I don't know what I was on when I wrote that. Feel free to send a review or a suggestion if you

In case I don't update before hand, I'd just like to wish all of my readers a happy new year.

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