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"Okay everyone," Jessie began once all of the girls, apart from the peas, were gathered under the bed. "This is a game I like to call 'Last Gal Wins All'"

"Don't the guys play that all the time?" Mrs Potato-head asked. "I mean, they did at Andy's and you were always jealous because you couldn't play."

Jessie bit her lip.

"Yes, well it seems that they play 'Last Gal Wins All' sometimes. But they do play a similar version to the game."

Jessie had only played 'Last Guy WIns All' once and after the incident at the end, the guys were never going to let her play again.

So she thought she might as well have some fun of her own with the girls.

"Does everyone know how to play?" Jessie asked.

Dolly folded her arms across her chest.

"Jess," Dolly began. "We're the ultimate gender. Of course we know how to play."

"Okay, since I came up with this version, I get to start."

Jessie looked around for her first victim.

"Ahh, Dolly," Jessie began, with a smirk. "Truth or dare?"

Dolly considered to a moment, to think which one would nack fire on her the least.

Jessie smiled even more.

"I dare you to walk up to Chuckles and ask where he got his mask from." Jessie said, before chuckling slightly.

Dolly's eyes widened.

"Wouldn't that upset him though?"

Jessie rolled his eyes.

"Have you ever noticed the guys doing really random things around us or to us at really random times?" Jessie asked and Dolly nodded. "That's them playing their game."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure," Jessie told her.

"Fine," Dolly muttered.

After a few minutes Dolly came back.

"Did you do it?" Jessie asked and Dolly nodded. "And...?"

Dolly sighed, before she grinned slightly.

"He asked me where I got my wig from."

"Mrs Potato-head," Dolly began after she had chosen her victim. "Truth or dare."

Mrs Potato-head never was quite the adventurous one.

"Truth."

"When you and Mr Potato-head met, were you instantly attracted or connected to him?"

If it was possible for Mrs Potato-head to blush, she would've.

"Well...uh,"

"10...9...8...7..." Jessie counted down.

Mrs Potato-head really could not answer this question. She kept stuttering over her words.

"4...3...2...1...0," Jessie said excitedly, evil smirk on her face. "You're out!"

Mrs Potato-head left.

Dolly turned to Jessie, before Dolly smirked.

Trixie was growing extremely anxious. What if they asked about Rex?

"I'm going," Trixie exclaimed as she ran from under the bed, leaving Dolly and Jessie on their own.

The game was on.

"Jessie," Dolly began. "Truth or dare?"

Jessie looked Dolly straight in the eyes. The cow girl was more determined than ever.

"Dare."

"I dare you to run around the room yelling that you are a hormonal teenager and that you love Justin Beiber."

Jessie's eyes widened. She felt like throwing up.

"What? You had to choose Beiber?"

Dolly nodded.

"Hmmm hmm," Dolly murmured, before her smirk grew larger. "Unless I win of course?"

No, Dolly wasn't going to win; Jessie was going to lose.

"No, I'll do it."

A/N Ewwww, I'm not touching Jessie after her dare. If you haven't guessed I do not like Beiber.

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