Disclaimer: I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed, faved or put this story on alert, it means a lot to me. Unfortunately, I do not own Toy Story. Over a quarter of the way there! Not stopping now! I would like to thank Jade Zimmer, again, for giving me the inspiration for this idea. Even though I have twisted it around a bit, it still involves the body switching.

The toys gathered around an arguing Jessie and Woody in the center of Bonnie's room. Bonnie had been sent over to a sleepover and Ms Anderson was going out for the night with her friends. Mr Anderson was at work for the night and wouldn't be back until eary morning.

"Why do you have to ruin everything Jessie!" Woody demanded. He was beyond utterly furious with her. "Why does everything that almost gives us away have to involve you?"

How could she have been so stupid?

"Are you blaming me for this Woody?"

"Well who else is stupid enough to get themselves stuck in a wash basket and not escape in time to avoid being washed in the washing machine?"

The only half-good thing about trapping herself in a washing machine was that she came out of it smelling like citrus.

Jessie bit her back of her lip hard, to force herself to resist the urge of leaping on Woody and strangling him.

"It's not my fault Bonnie dropped me in the wash basket without her noticing!" Jessie exclaimed.

Woody folded his arms across his chest and gave her a stern look.

"Oh so now you're blaming Bonnie for your slackness? You fell in there and almost gave us away, because you were messing around and you had not come back to this room when you were supposed to," Woody stated. "I can't believe how selfish you are, blaming a five-year-old girl for your stupidity."

Jessie's hands curled into fists as fury drastically built up within her.

"Woody I've told you this already! Bonnie picked me up off the floor with her clothes in her hand and she went to the wask basket, but she accidentally dropped me in there as wall, because she was in a rush to get her things packed for her sleepover."

Jessie shot Woody a death glare.

"And where you when Bonnie picked you up, were you in here, no you weren't," Woody snobbishly pointed out. "You were in the hallway. You know what? Sometimes you are really stupid."

Jessie folded her arms across her chest and shot Woody yet another death glare.

"Do I know what? Do I know what? You know what Woody?" She began mockingly. "I'm fed up of you. I hate that you feel as if you can bully people into making them feel small, as if they're worth nothing. I hate the fact that just because you have the mind of a Sheriff and were made to act like one, you think you can just boss everyone around. I'm sick and tired that just because of your stupid plastic badge, that you can act like a jerk and not have anyone complain about it. I'm fed up of you making me feel small and I'm fed up that when something goes wrong, you automatically blame me. I'm fed up of you!"

"Well you're no walk in the park either!" Woody yelled, it took all of his will power to not jab her in the chest with his index finger. "And d'you wana know why. Because you're annoying, stupid, loud, you're always getting yourself into trouble and you have to wreck everything! I don't know what the hell was in my mind when I offered you to come to Andy's with us."

This caused several of the other toys to gasp.

Jessie bit her lip even harder.

"You know what? You're such a jerk," Jessie yelled. "I hate you!"

"Well that's nice to know," Woody began sarcastically. "Because I hate you too."

"You think you can just boss everyone around, and not have to worry about what they really think. You probably enjoy having the authority to bully everyone."

"You think being the leader is easy?" Woody asked. "Cause it's not. I'd like to see you have a go of it. I'd love to see you try. You'd probably give up after half an hour," Woody told her and he then remembered something he could say to her. "And do you know what else I hate about you. I hate the fact that you act like such a baby over the dark, tight spaces and all your other fears. Those childish habits annoy the hell out of me."

"How could you say that Woody. How would you feel after being in a box for the best part of twenty-five years!"

"Well I wouldn't be acting like you, because I'm not childish, unlike you."

That was it. He had crossed the line.

With her right hand, Jessie slapped him. This caused him to fall over backwards.

Jessie cut her way through the crowd and stormed away.

She was beyond furious with him.

Woody stood up and scowled in Jessie's direction.

He then noticed that everyone's eyes were on him.

"Woody why did you-?" Buzz began but he was interrupted.

"She deserved it, she's nothing but a selfish brat."

He ignored the complaints and comments of the other toys as he also stormed away.

Woody and Jessie felt furious when they were forced to watch a movie later on in the evening.

The others had wanted to watch Freaky Friday, even though Jessie and Woody wanted to be nowhere near each other and they were both forced to watch it. They sat as far away from each other as they could, refusing to look at one another.

Even though the current situation Woody and Jessie were in, they both thoroughly enjoyed the movie and they both wondered if that had actually happened to anyone before. It was bound to have happened. No person could've come with that on their own, or at least Woody and Jessie thought this.

Buzz was becoming annoyed that Woody and Jessie were refusing to have any sort of contact with each other.

He wanted to slap some sense into the both of them.

He had to find some way he could force the two of them to be in the same room as each other, or at least witin ten feet of each other.

It was then that an idea struck him.

And he knew exactly who to go to to ask for help to do it.

He went to speak with Dolly.

Once he told her what he had planned she nodded, indicating that she was going to help.

But first of all, they needed to trick Woody and Jessie to be in the same space.

"Have you got any idea how we'll do it?" Buzz asked. "They won't stay within the same ten feet of each other, never mind the same space under the bed."

Dolly thought this through.

"We'll just have to trick them," Dolly told him. "You can convince Woody to go under the bed, and I can trick Jessie."

"Uh...I don't think that would go so well, especially after what happened with the Slumber party incident."

"Oh, you're right, then you take Jessie, I'll take Woody," Dolly instructed and Buzz nodded. "But whatever you do, don't tell them what we're going to do until they're both under the bed and don't tell Jessie that we're taking Jessie under there."

Buzz nodded, before they gathered up Woody and Jessie.

Buzz knew that this could either go one way or the other.

Buzz and Dolly eventually managed to trick Woody and Jessie under the bed. Woody and Jessie were both unaware that they'd be meeting each other.

Their eyes widened when they saw each other under the bed.

Woody and Jessie tried to storm away, but Buzz had a strong grip on Jessie's arm and Dolly had managed to pin Woody down.

This surely would go one way or the other.

A/N Thanks again to Jade Zimmer. All the suggestions that are sent help me get closer to mu goal mark! Everyone who reads, reviews, faves, place the story on alert or send suggestion are helping me get closer to 100.

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