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Bullseye felt oddly curious that morning.

He was staring at the yellow pad that looked oddly like a notebook. His head was cocked to the side like a confused little puppy. He had no idea what it was.

It was then that an idea occurred: Maybe if he bit it, he'd know what it was?

He opened his mouth wide. When his teeth were just about to graze the paper, he stopped, eyes widened. What if it was poisonous?

Taking a cautious step forwards, he then sniffed the yellow paper and he was shocked to find out that it smelled strangely like fresh wood.

Merely to satisfy his own curiosity, Bullseye bit one end of the first sheet of paper and stepped backwards. He was somewhat shocked to find out that it didn't rip off, but it instead peeled off. Out of anxiety, his head jerked up and he let go of the paper, only for it to fly up and glide down, before landing on Bullseye's snout. Bullseye eyes widened before he shook his head in a violent attempt to get it off. But it was stuck.

Upon noticing this Jessie smirked. Bullseye sure did know how to follow his curiosity. But, in some cases, he could certainly regret it.

Bullseye tried to use a hoof to peel the note off, but it just creased the paper which annoyed him even more.

Jessie couldn't help but chuckle at this.

She climbed onto Bonnie's desk and walked over to Bullseye.

"Bullseye," She said, before chuckling. "How in tarnation did you manage this?"

Bullseye looked at her pleadingly.

She smiled at him soothingly, and carefully peeled the note off. Grateful, Bullseye rubbed his head against her chest.

"What were you doing messing with sticky notes?"

Bullseye neighed.

"Ya what? You didn't know what they were?"

Bullseye shook his head.

"Well," She began. "Sticky notes are little pieces if paper which you write notes on, and you stick them..." She trailed off before she smiled, having just thought up of an amazing idea.

"Ha Bullseye," She exclaimed excitedly. "I've got an idea!"

Bullseye perked slightly, interested as to what she had to say next.

She told him.

"Hello Woody," Jessie said happily as she skipped up to him, causing him to jump in surprise.

"Wh-oh...it's only you," Woody muttered, not turning around to face her.

She slowly rose a hand towards his back.

"Say Woody," Jessie began. "Are ya wanting help with any thing?"

Woody's eyebrows rose slightly. She sure was in a helpful mood for once.

"Uh...no," Woody told her, oblivious to the fact that she had stuck a note on his back.

"Okay then," She said cheerily. "I'll be going then."

Woody sighed as he worked through the arrangements for the weekly meeting.

Mr Potato-head began to walk past him and when the spud did, he let out a laugh, causing the Sheriff to wonder.

Meanwhile, Jessie walked up to Hamm, who was looking out of the window.

"Say Hamm," She began. "Y'know how you said that I shouldn't be elected as president when we performed that parody of High School Musical?"

"Yeah," Hamm answered. "What about it?"

"Did ya really mean it?"

"Yeah,"

"Okay then," Jessie said and she began to walk off, but not before sticking a note on his back. "No free hats for you then."

Hamm rolled his eyes, oblivious to the fact that he had a note on his back.

Bullseye trotted next to Jessie and he neighed in amusement.

She managed to stick a few more notes on people before the notes were noticed: Mr Potato-head had a 'I'm grumpy' note on his back and Mrs Potato-head had a 'I married grumpy' note pasted onto her back. And she had also managed to paste a 'I heart Trixy' note on Rex's back.

But after that, Woody felt a weird sensation on his back. It felt like something was stuck there. He reached around and pulled off the sticky note, frowning at what he saw.

"Hey!" He exclaimed. "Who stuck this on my back?"

This caught everyone's attention and they took one look at the sticky note, before they all burst out laughing. His eyes narrowed. He scanned the toys faces for any sign of guilt. When he couldn't find a trace, he instantly turned to Jessie.

"Jessie, why did you stick this on my back?" Woody asked.

"What? You think I did that?" Jessie asked with an innocent expression.

"Yep," He answered. "Since you're the only one I know who draw their U's like horse hooves."

Jessie's eyes narrowed.

"Lemme see that," She demanded, ripping the piece of paper out of Woody's hand, before she giggled. "Oh yeah, now I remember."

"You're completely irresponsible," Woody commented. "You need to get rid of all these notes before Bonnie gets back."

She took another look at the note in her hand, and giggled when she saw the words 'Cactus Admirer" written on it.

"Oh, come on, Woody," She told him. "It was only a joke."

It was then that she came up with another idea.

"And besides, you're still wanting to get Buzz and Dolly back for their little trick with the body-switching they pulled on us a little while back, aren't ya?"

Upon the mention of this, Woody instantly perked up. The truth was, he did.

"Yeah," He answered.

"Well I thought of a way to get them back," She told him.

"Go on..." Woody told her, becoming interested.

She told him.