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? Four fifths of the way there! Not stopping now! A/N
Monday was a very curious matter indeed.
Just the mention of the day itself can bring someone's day, of which had previously been bright, down to the gutters; where it would depressingly mope for who knows how long, maybe just waiting for the day to slowly pass by?
However, some others may find that the day brings brightness to the world and simply just cannot wait for the day to pass by.
For example, Mr Pricklepants absolutely dreaded Monday's.
"Get up you lazy atrociousities!" The Porcupine order, unsure if what he had just said was even a word or not. But this wasn't what mattered: What mattered was the fact that he had four days to come up with and rehearse a new play. "I need everyone in tip-top shape for rehearsals."
Even though he had no idea of what the play would be like, he was aware of the fact that it'd probably take him ten minutes to come up with and write out a play.
By now, he was stood before all the sleeping toys as they were in a deep state of slumber.
"Wake up you imbeciles!" He ordered as he went by each and every toy individually to shake them awake.
Hamm could only sigh.
"What do you want now Pricklepants?" Hamm asked expectantly as he fought off a yawn.
"I need you all up now!" Mr Pricklepants stated, as he tried to keep himself calm. But it just wasn't working.
"What's the panic for?" Buttercup asked, trying to force the hint of annoyance away from his voice.
"What's the panic for?" Mr Pricklepants imitated in shock. "What's the panic for? What do you mean 'what's the panic for? We have four days to prepare a rehearsal for our next production.
Hamm moaned in annoyance.
This was the main reason why he, as well as Totoro, the Pea's and Buttercup, hated Monday's
However, there were also some toys that just couldn't wait for Monday to roll by, bringing a fresh start to a wonderfully bright week; toys who favoured Monday more than any other day of the week.
And one of those toys was Mrs Potato-head, who always managed to spot a bright side to everything.
Mrs Potato-head woke up that morning on Bonnie's bed with an enthusiastic mood.
Oh how she just loved Monday's: A fresh start to an amazing week.
She had always loved Monday's. Maybe it was because it had been a Monday when she Molly Davis opened her box? Or maybe it had been because she had met the love of her life, her husband, on a Monday: The Perfect Match.
And, unsurprisingly, this was also the reason why the 'grouchy' Mr Potato-head loved Monday's as well. Since Monday had been the day that changed his life completely.
However, to some toys, Monday could lead to be a massive havoc, having passed from a peaceful weekend to a busy week. And only lead for more arrangements to be made as they dealt with energy-struck toys.
Yes, one of these toys did turn out to be Sheriff Woody Pride.
"Oh, where is that Lightyear when you need him?" Woody asked expectantly, in slight annoyance as he rushed through the arrangements for the weekly meeting. God how he dreaded Monday's.
"Whatcha doing Sheriff?" A voice suddenly spoke up, almost causing Woody to jump right out of his western attire.
"It's pretty darn well obvious Jess." Woody pointed out in annoyance as he used a marker to make notes on a mini white-board.
"No it ain't," Jessie remarked playfully.
"It is."
"It isn't." Jessie shot back, before an evil smirk etched at the corners of her lips, knowing that she was tugging at the strings of Woody's patience fully well. And boy was she enjoying it.
"Will you just leave me alone to sort out arrangements?" Woody asked, his tone full of annoyance as he rolled his eyes.
"Will do," Jessie answered cheerfully, the evil smirk growing wider on her face as she took a few steps away. But not before swiping the hat clean off Woody's head.
However, Buzz and Dolly had been watching over the chase between Jessie and Woody as the Sheriff desperately pursued the Cowgirl for his hat.
And, even though Woody dreaded Monday's, Buzz, Dolly and Jessie freakin' loved this day of the week!
Monday was also a day to be bouncing up and down for. Well...especially in Slinky's perspective.
"Argh," Chuckles began to complain. "Will you stop following me around?"
"But I like following people around." Slinky answered, acting very much like an obedient dog.
However, Chuckles only became annoyed when Bullseye followed Slinky's actions, following the clown around wherever he went.
But it eventually became too much for Chuckles to handle, causing him to snap
"Just leave me alone!" Chuckles demanded in annoyance. How long can they possibly keep this up for?
"But we like doing this."
Chuckles could only sigh and roll his eyes.
Even though Bullseye and Slinky loved Monday's, Chuckles completely dreaded them.
But, Monday was also a day when many kids went to school and also a day when many adults went to work.
And this proved to be a major disadvantage when it came to Xbox live.
"We've been waiting in this game room for half an hour." Rex complained as he impatiently waited for others to join the gaming room.
He hated days like this. It was quiet as an under-used cemetery. And whenever they did join a game, the connection either went loose, or the game was glitched,
"Tell me about it," Trixie answered with a sigh.
"It's so boring,"
"I know."
This was mainly why the two of them hated Monday's.
Even though many people hate Monday's, the day can lead up the anything. And it is the start if another week; where many surprises can await.
Yeah, this was the reason why the opinions on Monday varied.
A/N Okay, so this is a very badly written chapter, but oh well...
I usually dread Monday's as well, usually because we have a double lesson of art at school (Depending on what rotation we're on), but I love Easter Monday. We get a day off school:) Even though my school have already had the last two weeks off:)
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Nine tenths of the way there! I don't know whether I should be happy, or slightly depressed that the fic's coming to an end soon. Oh well...
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