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Dolly hardly made verbal contact with Woody over the next few days; she was too embarrassed to.

Ever since Dolly had lost the game 'Last Gal Wins All' the other day, she always blushed furiously around Woody. One question remained looming aroud her mind: Did Woody take what she told him to heart?

A part of her severely hoped that he didn't, but another part of her wished that he had. She wanted Woody to know that she had a slight crush on him, but she didn't want to face the inevitable awkwardness that it would cause.

So that was why she blushed every time Woody smiled at her. The susence of whether Woody took the whole situation to heart, or just thought it was a part of the game, was killing her.

Why couldn't relationships just be simple?

Dolly sighed as she sat against the edge of Bonnie's bed, taking a deep breath and resting her head against the smooth surface of the wood.

It was then that she realized something.

No-one should ever mess with Jessie; that cow girl will get, everyone who has wronged her, back...and hard.

It was this that got Dolly wondering.

Why had she only just realized that now?

When Bonnie left for school that morning, he instantly went over to Slinky to play a board game.

On one of Slinky's turns, the cow boy found himself looking over towards Bonnie's bed and that was when he saw Dolly sat against it, looking pretty depressed.

Woody then found his mind drifting back to the other day, when Dolly told him that she had a crush on him. She had seemed too nervous whilst admitting it to seem as if it was just a game; as if she was spilling out all her feelings towards them, but had somehow managed to merge into one sloppy and stuttery mess.

Yeah...it certainly didn't seem as if it was just a dare. But instead seemed as if there was some type of meaning behind the words, discreet, but definitely some form of meaning that made it protrude above everything else.

"Eh hemm," Slinky interrupted, removing Woody from his trance. Woody swivelled around, before blushing at being caught staring at Dolly. "It's your turn Woody."

"Oh yeah," Woody muttered. "Okay." He said before throwing the dice and moving his marker.

"Say Woody," Slinky began. "You don't seem like your usual self today. Is anything the matter."

"Yeah I'm fine...it's just..."

"What?"

"Well, the other day, teh girls were playing something along the lines of truth or dare...and Dolly came up to me and said that she had a crush on me," Woody began. "And I don't know what, but I think she might've been telling the truth."

Slinky's eyes narrowed a bit in thought. There had been some gossip, over the last few weeks, that indicated that Dolly may have a crush in the Sheriff, but no-one had gone as far as to so admit it.

"And? What would it mean for you if she does?"

"Oh I don't know," Woody stated, before lying. "I was just curious s'all."

"Do you have a crush on her?" Slinky abruptly asked and Woody's eyes widened, before the Sheriff tried to subtly hide the fact that he was inwardly blushing.

"No, no, no, no, no," Woody exclaimed hurriedly. "I wasn't saying that at all. And besides, she probably doesn't any way...and I have Bo."

Slinky frowned in concern.

"You had Bo," Slinky corrected, causing Woody's breath to catch in his throat.

Woody swallowed a gulp.

"Yeah..." Woody muttered. "I think I'm gonna go and check on everyone else."

Slinky nodded and Woody stood up.

Woody was mentally arguing with himself.

What if she really did mean it? The hopeful side of him wondered.

And what if she doesn't? And besides, you have Bo.

I had Bo. The hopeful side of him corrected.

Woody sighed. Ever since Bo had been sold in the yard sale, everyone else had been urging him to move on. But he had always been reluctant.

Would now be a good time?

"Hey Dolly," Woody greeted as he walked up to her. "How are you doing."

Dolly's head jerked up and, despite her current embarrassment, she smiled.

"Fine," She answered.

"So I was um...wondering if..." Woody began trailing off. He mentally slapped himself. Why couldn't he come up with the right words?

Upon noticing the scene between Dolly and Woody, Jessie smiled.

It was then that she realized what Woody actually meant by what Woody said the other day during her Bieber dare.

And since she was Jessie, she just had to yell it out at the worst time.

"Woody has Bieber Fever!" Jessie exclaimed and there was a brief silence, before the room bellowed with laughter.

Woody's jaw dropped open and he sighed, before rolling his eyes.

Wood was just about to ask Dolly if she really had a crush on him, but he was rudely interrupted by Jessie.

He had been so darn close.

A/N Haha, poor Woody. Just so you know, I've been asked whther Woody would take it seriously or not. So...I was just wondering. Do you reckon I should make Woody and Dolly an item by the end of this fanfic? I don't really think that Woody and Dolly would be into all that making-out stuff, but I do think they could maybe be close that way, if y'all know what I mean?

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