Disclaimer: I do not own Toy Story.

A/N I would like to thank everyone that has reviewed, sent a suggestion, added this story to alert, added to favourites or has even taken time to read it. What would I do without y'all? Over two thirds of the way there! Not stopping now! Poll for this story on my profile.

I would also like to thank caralina100 for the list of ideas, of which I am currently working on. But the inspiration for this idea developed from caralina100's suggestion on the toys messing with an Itouch and the idea that my sister 'accidentally on purpose' gave me. Hehehe, she never thought I'd use it, but you'll see what in a moment or two. A/N

"Oops," Jessie murmured as she messed with Ms Anderson's Itouch.

Woody was walking by the front room table, and he rolled his eyes upon noticing her.

What has she done now?

"What is it now Jess?" Woody asked whilst climbing onto the settee.

"I think I've just accidentally booked myself on a flight to...Tala-coop-packe." She said, finding it extremely difficult to pronounce the name of Tlaquepaque.

"Huh?" Woody asked before leaping over to the table. He took one glance at the Itouch screen. "It's pronounced Tuh-la-kuh-pah-kee."

"Oh," Jessie muttered, feeling rather like an idiot. "Where is it?"

"Uh...it's in Mexico...I think,"

Jessie's face abruptly brightened and she gasped.

"Can we go Woody?" She pleaded. "Please?"

"No, of course we can't."

This caused her to pout and fold her arms over her chest. But she then gasped again and held up her index finger.

"But what if we-?"

"No," Woody said simply.

"You're mean," Jessie commented. But her annoyance didn't last long, before she looked down towards the Itouch again and began to mess with it.

"And you're annoying," Woody remarked, but luckily, Jessie was too distracted with the device to hear what he said. "Where did you even find it anyway?"

"Huh?" Jessie asked, her gaze completely focused on the screen.

"I said 'where did you find it'?" Woody asked.

"Oh," She murmured. "I found it on the table. Mum must've left it here by accident."

"And you haven't taken into account that she might come back to get it?" Woody asked.

"Why?" Jessie asked. "They have a phone at Sunnyside."

"Okay. Where then?" Woody asked, folding his arms across his chest.

"Behind the front desk," She told him. "I saw it there last time."

Damn it, Woody mentally exclaimed.

"Well..." Woody began, trying to think of anything he can he could use against her. "What if Mum notices that someones messed with the Itouch?"

"I'll be careful," Jessie abruptly answered.

"But what'll happen when she notices the bill afterwards, because someone was on the internet?" Woody asked, before smiling. He had her there.

"Oh," Jessie answered. "Oh well, I can mess with other stuff."

She turned the Internet off, and began to look at the home videos, causing Woody to roll his eyes.

"Just give me that," Woody ordered as he took hold of the phone. Jessie gaped at him in horror.

"No Woody!" She exclaimed. "I'm on it! Find something else to do."

"No," Woody answered. "You shouldn't be messing with it."

"Okay then," Jessie said with a mischievous smirk. "You can have it if you want."

She let go of it, catching one of the buttons on the side of it in the process. The sudden action caught Woody off gaurd, causing him to lose his balance. Yelping, he fell backwards onto his backside, dropping the Itouch.

"Jessie!" He yelled, staring at the phone in horror. "What have you done?"

"You told me to give it to you, so I gave it to you."

"But now look what you made me do!"

"What I've made you do?" Jessie asked. "You're the one who dropped it."

Woody glared at Jessie.

"Well you better hope that it isn't broke."

"Blah, blah, blah," Jessie mocked.

"I'm serious Jessie." He stated firmly. "If there is one scratch, and I mean one scratch, on that phone, you are in serious trouble."

Jessie rolled her eyes.

"But it wasn't me who dropped it,"

Woody ignored her as he knelt down to pick up the Itouch. He scanned the screen thoroughly, with complete anxiety, but he sighed in relief when he saw no marks.

"You got lucky this time Jess," Woody told her, before looking back down at the device. "So...what does this icon do?" Woody asked indicating a strange icon on the Itouch.

Jessie took one look at it, before frowning. "I have no clue. Press it."

Woody did, his eyes widened when he saw that nothing was happening. He pressed on it again: Nothing.

"Press on another one," Jessie told him and he did.

"Nothing's happening," Woody stated, before his assumptions took control of him. "You broke it!"

"How was it me? You were the one who dropped it!" Jessie exclaimed firmly.

"That's 'cause you made me."

Woody anxiously shifted from side to side. They had to find a way to fix the problem; or they'd be in trouble.

"I only did what you told me," Jessie pointed out solemnly.

"That doesn't matter right now okay?" Woody asked. "We just have to find a way to fix the problem.

Woody thought over what they could do for a few moments, but sighed when he realized that he had nothing.

"How 'bout we go to Hamm for help?" Jessie suggested. "He's always good with stuff like this."

Woody's hopes were risen by this.

If he hadn't been extremely annoyed with her at that moment, he would've jumped for joy while before calling her a genius.

Hamm sighed when he noticed Jessie and Woody approaching.

"What have you broken now Jessie?" Hamm asked, observing the Itouch that she was carrying, with quite a struggle.

"Hey!" Jessie protested. "It wasn't me who broke it. It was Woody."

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

The piggybank sighed again,

"What's the problem?" Hamm asked, moving forward on the desk.

"The buttons don't work," Woody said.

"What do you mean by that?"

"They don't work. Whenever we press them, nothing happens."

"Did you make sure that the 'lock' button hadn't been flicked on?" Hamm asked.

"Huh?" Jessie asked. "What's that."

"Turn the Itouch on it's side," Hamm told her and she did so. He rolled his eyes. "It's other side."

"Oh," Jessie murmured as she turned it onto it's other side."

"Now there should be a switch labelled 'lock'. Have you found it yet?"

"Yeah," Woody answered. "Now what do we do?"

"Switch it to off."

They did so.

"Now try it," Hamm said.

Woody pressed his hand against the same icon he had before. This icon brought him to an entirely different page, named 'Music Library'.

Jessie's face brightened at this and she instantly reached over Woody to press on another button.

'Music by artist'

"Who's Kesha?" Woody asked.

Jessie and Hamm stared at Woody oddly.

"You don't know who-ooh!" Jessie yelled, jabbing at the screen again. "I love this song!"

"No Jessie," Hamm complained. "You can't seriously even like this song."

"I don't like it." Jessie told him. "I love it!"

Hamm rolled his eyes.

'Tik Tok' began to play and Jessie sang along to it.

"Wake up in the morning feeling like P-diddy,"

"Jessie turn it off!" Hamm yelled.

"Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city!"

Woody covered his ears with his hands. He had never heard of this song before, but boy did he hate it.

Jessie continued to sing along to it.

"Woody turn it around!" Hamm ordered, but Woody didn't leave it.

"Ooh," Woody murmured. "I love this song."

Woody turned it on, and as he did so, Jessie had to contain herself from throwing up.

'Baby' by Justin Bieber began to play.

"Bieber Feber!" Jessie yelled.

"What?" Woody asked. "I just like this song."

"No, no, no, no, no." Hamm said, and he changed the song.

'Love me do' began to play.

"That's it," Jessie said and she walked away. "I'm not listening to that, it's boring."

Woody smiled at Hamm.

"At least we got her away now, hey?" Woody asked.

Hamm nodded and changed the song. He knew Woody would hate this one.

'Bad Romance' began to play.

"See ya," Woody quickly said.

Hamm chuckled to himself.

Now he could have as much fun with the currency converter as he wanted.

A/N *Gasps* Woody! How could you! It's not possible to like Justin Bieber, yet hate Lady Gaga?

So, the part where Jessie sings along to Tik Tok, was the idea that my sister gave me. Mwhahahahaha! She never thought I'd use it.

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