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"Okay Buzz," Jessie began in a hushed whisper as they backed themselves against the edge of the bed. "Are ya ready?"

In one hand, Jessie held an uncapped green marker pen and in the other, she held the black cap.

This sure was going to be one hell of a April Fool's day for her.

However, Buzz was hesitant. But he hadn't even dared to refuse when Jessie dragged him into it. He never wanted to get on her badside, especially since Jessie still had two paybacks against him.

But he might be able to somehow persuade Jessie out of this. He could only hope that he was able to manage it.

"Uh...Jess?" Buzz asked slowly. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah," Jessie answered, before a playful smirk plastered itself on her lips. "Why? Is the 'great' Space Ranger afraid of something for once?"

Okay, now that was just a sarcastic lie: Buzz was afraid of many things; ranging from spiders...to Jessie herself on a bad day.

"No, I just mean that this may be taking it just a little too far..."

"So you're having second thoughts?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no." Buzz murmured hurriedly, in an anxious manner. "That's not what I said at all-"

"You'll do it with me then," Jessie confirmed, her smile abruptly developing into an alluring smirk.

Buzz saw no choice. If he went along with it, then Woody would kill him. But if he didn't, Jessie would kill him...

It wasn't a very hard choice actually: Woody was as weak as a twig. However, Jessie was as weak as a boulder.

The choice was easy. So he then sighed, before muttering: "Fine..."

Jessie's smile twitched ominously as she turned her head around the corner and, just as expected, there was Woody.

"Right," She hissed in a whisper. "Woody's coming. Have you done what I told you to do with the soap bottle yet?"

Buzz bit his lip: He knew that no good would come out of this in the slightest, but this still didn't stop him from following Jessie's orders.

"Yeah," Buzz answered with a nod, before his eyebrow rose. He still had no idea what Jessie was to do in this yet. And he continued to have no utter idea, until Jessie charged from the side of the bed, and towards a surprised Woody.

Diving on him, he fell backwards and grunted when his back slammed against the floor. It really was the element of surprise getting the best of Woody this time.

"Ow! Jess-" He began to exclaim before he choked on his own breath. "What-are-you-doing?"

But he didn't have enough time to react, before she used the green marker to write on his forehead and draw on his face. She gave him a goatee moustache, and beard and wrote the words 'I am Mr Queer' on his forehead.

When she had finished, she quickly capped the marker and suddenly leapt off Woody, but not before giggling like crazy.

"Jessie!" Woody exclaimed when he was finally able to catch his breath. "What did you do that for?"

That was when Woody actually realized that she had a marker and his eyes widened.

"Oh just great," Woody remarked sarcastically. "What did she do to my face?"

Jessie grinned. This definitely wasn't a positive sign.

"Ha!" Jessie exclaimed in victory. "That's what ya get for the other week!"

When he groggily sat up, Woody bit his lip. He should've seen this coming; kicking his butt hard never was enough for Jessie, she always had to find some way to make the tolls favour in her direction.

But by the time he even had a chance to react to Jessie's attack, she was already disappearing from his sight, but not before she yelled: "April Fools Sheriff."

Taking a deep breath, Woody mentally cursed to himself.

He had completely forgotten it was April Fools day. And he then realized something.

He was a right idiot.

Jessie was unable to contain her laughter as she met up with Buzz at the other side of the bed, completely away from the very annoyed Woody.

"Uh...how was that a prank?" Buzz asked expectantly, trying to force the hint of annoyance away from his voice. "That was more like an assault."

Jessie stiffened a few giggles, before straightening up her posture and she clamped her hand to her mouth. She was unable to contain her laughter. The way in which Woody squirmed under Jessie sent her in a state of absolute hysterics.

When she calmed down she cleared her throat, but she was unable to keep the smile off her face as her thoughts drifted back to the previous events.

"That wasn't the prank Buzz," Jessie answered, before she chuckled uncontrollably as she bellowed forward.

"Then why did you do it?" Buzz asked, slightly confused.

Jessie rolled her eyes,

"Buzz?" She asked expectantly, her smirk widening into a broad, mischievous grin. "Why else did I ask you to put syrup in the soap bottle and to place a fluffy towel under the sink?"

Buzz had to think about this for a few moments. But when he realized the answer, his eyes widened.

"You're not seriously going to-"

"Oh yeah," Jessie answered, her voice full of pride. "It sure is gonna be one hell of a sticky mess."

By now it was 11:30 AM

Woody groaned as he helped himself onto the bathroom sink. He might as well try to wash the marker off.

Hopefully, it should come off easily. If not, then he was going to need a whole lot of soap to wash the stains away.

Maneuvering himself around the white sink, he was evetually able to get to the steely grey taps and with all his force, he used both of his arms to turn the tap around. The sparking rush of pure water shot out almost instantly, splashing his attire in the process.

"Damn it," He cursed under his breath.

Well...at least he was lucky that there was a mirror in front of the sink. Otherwise, he'd be screwed.

When he climbed up to the sink, he had ignored the fluffy towel that was put under the sink, beside the toilet. So that, if someone were to fall, the material would cushion their terrifying fall.

It was just too bad that he didn't realize that there was actually no soap in the soap bottle, but rather sticky Maple Syrup instead.

Meanwhile, Jessie stuck her head around the bathroom door and clamped a hand to her mouth at watching Woody struggle with the taps, trying to conceal her giggles.

"I don't think we should be here Jess." Buzz admitted as he took her side, but she continued to ignore him.

"Oh man," Woody murmured in annoyance as he splashed the first handfulls of water against his face. "This is just great."

Looking up to the mirror, Woody's eyes widened in horror. The ink was all smudged.

When he eventually realized that he was getting no-where with the water alone, he reached out for the retractable trigger on the bottle, placed the strength of his entire arm down on it and let the syrup fall into his hands.

'Oh no...' Buzz sighed mentally as he watched this. He was sure Woody was going to find out before the prank was even pulled. But to Buzz's surprise, and dismay, Woody proceeded in applying the syrup to his face and boy was it quite the handful.

However, it wasn't the stickiness or the texture of the syrup that made Woody curious; it was the smell.

"What the..?" He muttered as he took a step back.

Jessie bit her hand to contain her giggles as Woody fell backwards, yelping in the process, and falling onto the soft towel below.

For a few moments, Woody was unsure what to do. Should he be questioning what was happening, or should he just leave it all alone.

Thinking about it, Woody knew he should do something, but...oh it was just so soft...was it one hundred percent cotton?

But he had no time to react, before Jessie burst into the bathroom, laughing in the process, and she then rushed over to him and swiped the hat off the floor. But she burst into a fit laughter when she saw the state of Woody's face. The fluff looked like feathers!

But when she saw a sense of annoyance flicker through Woody's features, she swallowed a gulp and legged it into Bonnie's room...with his hat!

It took Woody a few moments to react. But when he did, he abruptly darted up and ran after her, completely oblivious to the fact that he had fluff on his face. But he was able to feel the stickiness of the syrup and boy did it annoy him!

It wasn't until after he rushed into Bonnie's room, that everyone noticed the state of his face and they couldn't help but burst out into laughter.

But Rex was the one left out, and it was what the green dinosaur exclaimed next that drew the line for Woody.

"Ah! It's the Chicken Man!"

That was it. Woody was getting his payback.

It was now 11:40 AM

A/N Poor Woody. But there is a followup to this chapter, but it may not be posted until after April Fools Day, just to let you know.

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