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"Why is Bonnie away from home so many weekends?" Jessie asked Woody, they were both watching a re-run of an old western film, that they had no idea what the title was, on the sofa.

"I think that Bonnie, mom and dad went to her auntie's for a few days," Woody stated.

"But why, she must've been there a thousand times before," Jessie pointed out.

"Not necessarily,"

"Huh?"

"We don't know how many times they've been there Jess," Woody began. "It's her grandparent's that they visit so often."

"Oh, I thought it was her aunt," Jessie claimed innocently.

"No, it was definitely her grandparents."

"Oh yeah, I remember now, it was Emily who always saw her aunt."

Woody almost sworn he saw her face drop for a brief moment, but her face had returned to its usual state before he could clarify it. He let it pass.

"I'm bored," Jessie complained. "And this western is too old to be considered a movie."

"Same thoughts," Woody answered and he flicked the television off. "Have you got any thought on what to do?"

Jessie considered her question for a second, before she shook her head.

"Beat me," She stated.

Now it was Woody's turn to think of something to do.

"I think Buzz is helping Trixie and Rex on their game, wanna go watch?"

Jessie's eyes widened in surprise. She had almost completely forgotten about that.

Buzz still owed her. He owed her big time.

"I think I know what we can do," Jessie urged. "Well, I've got an idea, but I haven't thought it out properly yet."

A mischievous smirk grew on her lips. Woody rolled his eyes.

He sure did know that smirk.

"Who are you wanting to prank?" He asked simply, with a smile.

"Take a wild guess." Jessie said and she leant her chin on her wrist.

"I'd rather not," Woody said. He was telling the truth. Sometimes he just didn't want to know what went through her head.

"Did I say you had a choice?" Jessie asked, her evil grin growing wilder. "And you're helping."

Yep, he truly did know that smirk.

Sometime later, all of the toys gathered in the room, they were all bored stiffless and were wanting something to do.

After a few minutes of discussion, Jessie subtly exchanged a wink with Woody and he nodded.

"How 'bout we watch a horror?"

This caused a stir in the crowd for several moments and one by one, most of them agreed apart from the three aliens, the peas and Mrs Potato-head, who was going to look after them.

They eventually all gathered around the TV.

"Watch should we watch?" Jessie asked, nodding at Woody.

"How about Jaws," Woody said, looking through the pile.

"I agree!" Jessie yelled.

The others were reluctant, but they soon agreed.

"I don't know if we should watch that," Buzz stated. "It may offend some of the others."

"Buzz," Jessie began mockingly. "It's a PG. Unless you're a scaredy cat?"

"Know," Buzz said, shaking his head anxiously. "Of course not."

Buzz had never told anyone this, but he hated horrors and it sometimes kept him up for nights.

But Jessie and Woody could sense that he was.

They watched through Jaws IV for the duration of the film. Buzz had to force himself to stay calm, since he had found himself once or twice nearly jumping out of his suit.

He would never admit it, but he absolutely hated the film and thought it was terrifying.

After it was finished Hamm frowned.

"That was the most terrible film I've ever watched. It looked like one of the guys were wearing a mask at one point. The effects were horrible."

"How about we watch another what?" Jessie asked and the others nodded, she made her way to the pile. "How about something a bit more creepy. 'It' maybe."

"It was originally a book by Stephan King, brilliant." Woody commented.

Buzz wanted to say no, but he knew he would be teased for it.

They watched that and Buzz seemed as if he were in a trance afterwards.

"I feel disgraced," Chuckles commented. "Clowns wouldn't act like that."

Buzz almost fond himself unable to look at Chuckles.

He was absolutely terrified of those films now.

"It's getting late guys, we should get some sleep." Woody suggested.

Buzz couldn't sleep at all that night. He slept right on the edge of the bed, right next to the lamp.

The Jaws tune played repeatedly through his head over and over again.

He eventually found himself giving up trying to get some sleep. He felt too scared of the dark.

He was caught off guard, so when he turned the lamp on, he screamed.

He had screamed because the toys had all carved masks in the shape of a clown with fangs.

They burst out laughing.

"Three down," Jessie told him. "One more to go."

A/N Haha. I remember watching Jaws and I was appalled by the effects. And when I watched IT I was five, so I was completely scared of it. But I'm not now:)

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