New Year's Eve

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Woody smiled to himself as he looked down at the tape within his hands.

It was a video-tape of the latest football championship game. Andy had recorded it. What could a more perfect way to end 2007?

Woody was now stood in front of Andy's TV and he hugged the tape. Overcome with sentimentality, he pecked the tape.

What he hadn't realized was that a very curious piggy-bank watched the entire thing.

"Hey Woody, I never knew you were cheating on Bo," Hamm remarked.

Woody blushed and placed the tape back on top of the video player.

"What's that you got anyway?" Hamm asked.

"It's the championship game," Woody answered.

Hamm's jaw dropped open.

"Really?" Hamm asked. Although he wasn't much into sports, Hamm loved he championship. He would always make the other toys place bets on the outcome, and he loved the power this gave him. "Andy recorded it?"

"Umm hmm," Woody answered with a nod.

"Well, put it on then," Hamm instructed.

"Not now," Woody said. "I want it to be a way to end the year."

Hamm sighed.

"Woody, that's just weird."

"That's not weird!" Woody protested. "Andy is usually here for New Years Eve, so we can never celebrate it ourselves. I want it to be special."

"Don't you think you're being a bit overly-sentimental?"

"Of course not!" Woody protested, but he was blushing. Perhaps he was being a bit sentimental, but that didn't matter to him. "We don't know how much longer we'll be together. Andy's getting older every day and I...I just wanted it to be special for us, okay?"

Hamm looked at him seriously for a few moments, as if desperately trying to fault Woody's logic. Eventually, he realized he had no basis for teasing Woody any more. Woody was right - they didn't know how much longer they had left.

"Well, we better watch it then," Hamm sighed.

Bo twisted her cane around and passed it from hand to hand as she searched Andy's room for Buzz.

She eventually found him helping Rex on the 'Buzz Lightyear of Star Command' game.

Rex threw the controller down in a huff.

"I beat Zurg once," Rex pointed out. "Why can't I beat him again?"

"You will do eventually Rex," Buzz encouraged, putting a hand on Rex's shoulder."You just have to put your mind to it. Really put your head in the game!"

"But I've been putting my mind to it for ages," Rex said, before holding up his arms. "But that won't make my arms any longer."

"Hello, boys," Bo greeted, almost causing them to jump out of shock.

"Oh, hi Bo," Buzz muttered, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

There was something in particular Bo wanted to ask him, but she felt too nervous to ask him directly, so she tried to think of a way to workaround to the subject she really wanted to talk about.

It was then that she remembered what Woody had been so obsessed about before.

"Did you know that Andy recorded the championship game?" Bo asked and Buzz's eyes widened slightly.

"He did?"

"Yeah, he wants us to watch it later with him before the ball drops."

Buzz's face lit up.

"And speaking of the ball dropping..." Bo continued, trying not to make what she was doing obvious. "Do you think you'll be sharing a New Year's Kiss with anyone?"

Buzz eyes widened in shock and he hesitated before shaking his head.

"No Bo, I couldn't, I'm sorry," Buzz began, blushing. "I respect Woody too much."

It was Bo's turn for her eyes to widen.

"No, no, no, dear," Bo said hurriedly, wringing her stick nervously in her hands.. "I wasn't talking about me. I was indicating some one else."

"Who?" Buzz asked and his face fell when he realized - or thought he realized - who she could be referring to. "Mrs Potato-head...? No, no, no! Mr Potato-head'll kill me."

"No, I wasn't talking about her either," Bo said, forcing herself not to roll her eyes.

"You thinking of a Barbie then?"

"No," Bo claimed. She just couldn't force it away this time - she sighed.

This could take longer than she thought.

"Then who?"

"I'll give you a clue," Bo went on. "The person I'm thinking of is cute, excitable, funny, attractive and super-energetic."

Buzz's eyes widened even more, before he gave her a you're crazy look.

"You want me to share a mid-night kiss with Buster?" Buzz asked in disbelief, making a disgusted face. "No way, not happening. The dog breath alone is enough to discourage me."

Bo rolled her eyes.

"You're impossible." Bo said and she was about to turn around and walk away when Buzz caught her arm.

"Wait!" Buzz exclaimed. "Who are you talking about?"

"Who do you think I'm talking about?"

Buzz thought for a moment. But even after thinking, he still looked as clueless as ever.

"I honestly don't know."

"Jessie, of course."

Buzz's jaw dropped open. He blushed at least ten shades of red.

"Why would you think I'd want to share a kiss with Jessie?" Buzz asked.

"Don't pretend like you don't know Buzz. Everyone else does. It's obvious you have a crush on her."

"I don't," Buzz defended.

"You do."

"Do you have any pieces of evidence?" he demanded.

"I can give you three actually: You always stutter around her, you lose yourself in a trance when you look at her and you blushed when I mentioned kissing her."

Buzz cursed to himself.

"Fine," He sighed. "But Bo...you're a girl, right?"

Bo seemed startled by this question.

"Yes, dear. What kind of a question is that?"

"Well...I was just wondering..." Buzz began, rubbing the back of his neck, looking really anxious. "Will you help me?"

Bo had to force herself not to roll her eyes.

At this rate, this could become a daily routine.

A/N Will be continued-next update. Feel free to send a review or a suggestion if you want!