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Bonnie munched on a bowl of Cheese Puffs, as she watched TV in her bedroom.

"Bonnie!" Her mother yelled. "We have to pop out to the shops for a moment."

Bonnie frowned slightly, before she huffed.

"Oh...do we have to?" Bonnie moaned in annoyance.

"Yes," Ms Anderson answered simply.

Bonnie huffed, before walking out of the bedroom.

Once they were sure she was gone, the toys came to life.

Bullseye instantly noticed the bowl of cheese puffs on the bed and he smiled, before shuffling excitedly from foot to foot.

Woody noticed this and he abruptly knew that it was not a good sign.

"Don't you dare get any ideas Bullseye," Woody warned, instinctively remembering the time where Bullseye had licked the powder of cheese puffs, off Al's fingers.

This thought sent a shiver down the Sheriff's spine.

Bullseye frowned, before proceeding to give Woody the puppy dog eyes.

Damn it! Woody mentally yelled. He could never win an argument with Bullseye, especially when he gave him that look.

"Oh," Woody began to mutter. "All right, but only one."

Bullseye's eyes widened,as if begging for more.

"I said one, and that's my final offer. And don't take one if there are only a few left."

Bullseye smile before he jumped on Woody and licked his face.

"All right, all right, all right Bullseye," Woody said, barely containing his giggles. "Y'know I'm ticklish."

Bullseye obeyed Woody's instructions, before he began to gallop towards the bed. Bullseye smirked to himself, believing that he could get away with taking more than one cheese puff.

But it turned out Woody knew Bullseye too well.

"And only one," Woody said, folding his arms across his chest. "I'll be watching."

Bullseye frowned slightly, knowing that the puppy eyed trick would work no further.

Bullseye did his best to leap on the bed, and climbed up onto the covers. He then walked over to the bowl, before using his mouth to take out one cheese puff. There were loads left, so Bonnie wouldn't notice if there was one missing.

After Bullseye picked it up, he happily galloped towards Woody.

"You better take your time with that," Woody suggested. "Cause that the only one you'll get."

Bullseye nodded.

And boy was he going to save it.

Bullseye placed the cheese puff on the ground, before he nudged it forward with his snout.

He was first of all going to head over to Mr Pricklepants, who was rehearsing his lines for a play.

But his path was interrupted.

"Ooooh," The three aliens mumured in unison. "The cheese puff..."

And, before Bullseye could do anything about it, the three aliens picked up the cheese puff, and held it above their head.

Well, they needed something else to respect from now on didn't they? Since they had payed Mr Potato-head back, when saving all of the toys from the incinerator.

So they decided to pay back the cheese puff.

"All hail the cheese puff," They said in unison, their voices were echoing.

Bullseye scowled.

No, that was his cheese puff!

Bullseye snatched it off them, with his teeth, barely denting the rough texture of it.

It was his cheese puff.

But he pulled a little too hard, and the orange crisp, flew over towards Mr Pricklepant's.

It didn't just fly over to the hedgehog, it became stuck in his mane of spikes. But Mr Pricklepant's was completely oblivious to it.

Bullseye snaked his way over to Mr Pricklepant's, not wanting to attract his attention or receive a snobby comment.

Bullseye snuck behind the hedge hog, and began to lean slightly forwards. His mouth opened slightly, and he was barely a centimeter away from it, when Mr Pricklepant's turned around dramatically, with one hand to his chest, in a bowing gesture.

"'Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming'" Mr Pricklepant's rehearsed, his voice strong and loud.

But when he turned around, he collided into Bullseye and the horse stumbled to the floor.

Mr Pricklepant's frowned.

"What are you doing?" His voice continued to have a strong British accent. Sometimes Bullseye wondered if Mr Pricklepant's put it on. "I'm trying to rehearse for the part of Flute, in 'A Midsummer Night's Dream'. Now you've completely made me lose my place."

Bullseye instantly scrambled to his feet, before he began to circle the hedge hog. But every time he came close to the cheese puff, Mr Pricklepants would move.

"What in the world are you doing?"

Bullseye continued to circle and sniff around.

Mr Pricklepants' eyes widened. He was still oblivious, to the cheese puff stuck in his mane of spikes.

Bullseye then became fed up, so jumped on Mr Pricklepants' back and picked up the cheese puff with his mouth, before running away.

It was then that Mr Pricklepants realized that he had previously had a cheese puff stuck in his mane.

"Yuck," Mr Pricklepants exclaimed, standing up. "Now I definitely need to wash my hair with Head and Shoulders shampoo."

The hedge hog stared at Bullseye, as the horse climbed onto the computer desk, cheese puff in mouth.

If that wasn't cheese puff madness, then he didn't know what was.

A/N Will be continued, next update, unless I clarify otherwise.

Guess what! I got more stuff! So if this chapter seems like a ramble of crazed thoughts, it's because I got more stuff. But I'm running low, so I need to but some more.

As some of you may or may not have noticed, I'm not updating as much as I usually do. I'm not really running low on ideas, it's transferring it to the screen that's the hard part. Sometimes it will just fly on, but sometimes it'll take me days. So, if you can, suggestions are very helpful. I may not be able to use it, but I'd appreciate the fact that you're taking your time to help with the fanfic.

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