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"Buzz," Woody whined. "Can we please exchange partners?"
"What?" Buzz asked as he turned his head towards the Sheriff. "Why?"
All the toys that were taking part were gathered around the center of the room waiting for the match that would take place first to be chosen.
They had marked a large square on the floor to indicate the four edges of the ring. They, unfortunately, were not able to find a real ring.
"Because she'll beat me up. You know she will Woody, she knows my weak spot."
"So does everyone," Buzz pointed out. "She's wrestled you enough times for them to figure that out."
"Yeah," Woody said. "But you know she'll go ten times harder on me than she will with you."
"Well..." Buzz murmured, but he was interrupted before he began to speak again.
"The first match up is Buzz and Totoro," Hamm announced.
"Sorry Woody," Buzz murmured.
"No Buzz wait!"
But it was too late, Totoro and Buzz were already in the ring.
"Oh damn it!" Woody exclaimed.
Hamm then rung an imaginary bell. He was going to be a referee for this match.
The match didn't last long, since Totoro became nervous and fled the ring.
"One!" Hamm chanted. "Two...three...four...five...six...seven."
Totoro still wasn't going back to the ring, so Hamm continued.
"Eight...nine...ten. Count-out!"
Totoro frowned, before he walked away.
Hamm then did his best to lift Buzz's arm.
"The winner! Buzz Lightyear!"
Chuckles was against Mr Pricklepants next. The clown tried to charge at him, but he was stabbed by his spikes.
"Oww!" Chuckles complained. "They hurt."
Mr Pricklepants smiled, glad that he had his secret weapon."
"And the winner is Chuckles!" Hamm announced, causing Mr Pricklepants eyes to widen.
"What?" Mr Pricklepants exclaimed. "I didn't lose. I was winning fair and square, he didn't even pin me."
"He didn't have to," Hamm stated. "You used your spikes as weapons and in a regular match of wrestling, using a weapon gets you automatically disqualified."
"Well that's utterly preposterous," Mr Pricklepants stated. "My spikes are a part of me, they can't be a weapon."
"But they still are," Hamm said. "And you used them to your advantage. And they're sharp and pointy, so therefore they must be a weapon.
"That's completely ridiculous, they are a part of me."
"Do you ever see people using their teeth in wrestling?"
"What?"
"No, you don't and that's because it's against the rules, just like using your spikes."
"B-but..." He began to stammer before trailing off, he saw no win in this. "Fine! But this is utterly against British regulations."
Hamm rolled his eyes.
"Uh huh," Hamm muttered.
"Next up, Mr Potato-head and Rex!" Hamm yelled.
"Oh just great," Mr Potato-head remarked. "You pair me with the guy who's afraid of dust."
"I'm not afraid of dust," Rex defended before whimpering slightly. "It just clogs up my lungs."
"You don't have any lungs," Mr Potato-head said as they made their way onto the marked square.
"Yeah, well you don't have any..." Rex said before he trailed off. "Ah! I can't think of anything!"
Mr Potato-head groaned.
"You just had to pair me with Rex, the easiest win ever,"
"I am not an easy win! I mean I am. Ah! Stop confusing me."
This caused everyone to roll their eyes.
"Lets just get it over with."
"Three...two...one! Go!" Hamm yelled over the crowd, ringing an imaginary bell.
"Ah!" Rex exclaimed, having a panic attack. "What's happening?"
He span around, hitting Mr Potato-head with his tail in the process, causing the spud to gasp and fall backwards, caught off guard. Once he noticed that Mr Potato-head fell over he yelped.
"Are you okay?"
"Just be careful you big oath!"
Mr Potato-head then began to struggle to his feet and he was about to tackle Rex to the ground, but Rex attempted to dodge this, hitting Mr Potato-head with his tail in the process.
Rex froze in his tracks, scared to do anything else, but what he didn't realize was that his tail was lightly brushing against Mr Potato-head's chest. But Hamm did see this and he instantly lowered to the ground.
"One! Two! Three!" Hamm yelled. "And the winner is...Rex!"
Rex gasped in surprise. "I won? I won!"
Meanwhile, Mr Potato-head was in a state of disbelief and he continued to be in one, until Jessie spoke up.
"Ha! Potato-head just got owned big time!"
Mr Potato-head glared at her; he always hated her abrupt remarks.
"Next up!" Hamm yelled. "Buttercup and Bullseye!"
Bullseye and Buttercup then walked over to the ring and they waited for Hamm's call, before beginning to fight.
It started off with Bullseye diving on Bettercup. But the match didn't last long at all, since they both became too competitive when Bullseye bit Buttercup's horn, but at exactly the same time, Buttercup was jabbing at Bullseye's mouth with his horn.
"And you're both disqualified," Hamm declared and they both frowned, before leaving the ring.
"Next up," Hamm began. "Is me and Slinky."
All the while Hamm was thinking of how easy it'd be to beat all the other competetors.
During Hamm and Slinky's match, Woody was the referee and the feeling was neutral when Hamm won.
But he was worried about his match; he had to play Jessie.
He could only hope that she didn't beat him up too much.
Waiting for Jessie to enter the ring, Woody felt anxious. She smiled as she took her position. This sure would be an easy win.
Their cue went off and Jessie, wanting to pull Woody's leg, allowed Woody to take the first move, so he tackled her to the ground. Jessie, easyily twice as strong as Woody, kicked him off her, before abruptly shooting to her feet.
Hamm was gobsmacked at how easily she was demoloshing Woody.
Jessie wait for Woody to stagger up, before she grinned suspiciously.
Uh oh, Woody knew that look.
"Yeehaaw!" Jessie yelled as she tackled Woody onto his back.
Woody gasped as he landed, face-first onto the floor. Jessie took both of his wrists in her hands, before she dug a foot in his back and pulled with all of her strength. Woody really hated this lock.
He struggled for a few moments, to an extent where he felt like the seams in his shoulder were going to rip out.
"Gine up?" Jessie asked feeling victorious.
"Yes!" Woody gasped.
"Then tap out," She told him.
"What?" Woody exclaimed. "How can I do that? You've got my hands."
It was then that Woody came up with a brilliant plan, he could trick her into think he was giving up before pinning her down.
"Then lick the floor three times," Jessie ordered with a smirk.
"What?" Woody asked in disbelief. "Hamm say no to her!"
"I think it's a good idea," He remarked.
Woody groaned, his arms hurt like mad.
"Give up?" Jessie asked.
"Yes!" He exclaimed.
"Then do it." Jessie said with a seductive smirk.
Woody sighed, before licking the ground three times.
"Yes!" She exclaimed.
"And the winner is...Jessie!" Hamm exclaimed.
Evenm though he seemed like he didn't care; he did.
There was no way he could face her, she'd break him. But at this state, it looked like she was getting through to the finals.
He had to think of a way to make sure that she didn't, so he'd win.
And he just so happened to have an idea.
A/N Just a sec *Watches part of Toy Story 2 for five minutes* Oh yes! You go girl! Oh sorry, I was just watching the bit where Jessie beats him up. Just like she did now...you go girl!
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