A/N I would like to thank everyone that has reviewed, sent a suggestion, added this story to alert, added to favourites or have even taken time to read it. What would I do without y'all? A/N
As Rex made his way over to the computer desk in the morning, he came across a very nervous Woody on the way.
But it wasn't the fact that Woody looked nervous that really set Rex on the edge, it was the fact that Woody was anxiously clinging onto a Magic 8 ball that really unnerved Rex. And it didn't help Rex feel any better when he saw that Woody was completely out of view from everyone else, as everyone else had almost instantly decided to watch a movie downstairs. (Well...everyone apart from Rex, Woody and Trixie, who was currently loading the computer up.)
"Will she say yes?" Woody anxiously urged, in barely a whipser before shaking the ball vigorously with all of his strength. To Rex's confusion, Woody then read the message on the ball aloud in quite the state of annoyance. "Please ask again later?"
"Uh...Woody?" Rex began, arching an eyebrow in confusion. "What's the problem?"
At the abrupt sound of Rex's voice Woody leapt up in his spot out of pure surprise, the Magic 8 ball flying out of his hands in the process as he gasped aloud. This of course, only caused Rex to let out a surprised yelp in the process.
"Gah!" Woody exclaimed in shock. "What are you doing there?"
Rex's eyes then went wide as he quietly whimpered (force of habit really). Woody's sudden exclamation had caught him completely off guard, and in a desperate moment as well unfortunately, as he then cowered back in utter fright.
Rex felt as if this had been the fright of his life as Woody's glare of pure shock narrowed into an expectant gaze. Boy had that scared Rex witless.
"Sorry?" Rex suggested completely unsure of what to say next as the overwhelming sense of embarassment engulfed him into its depths, of which only left him to chuckle nervously.
"What are you doing here?" Woody asked half-heartedly, quickly risking a glance towards the Magic 8 ball to be sure that it hadn't changed its mind. When he saw the exact same phrase, highlighted in yellow, loom under the triangular screen, he grunted before kicking the ball under Bonnie's bed out of annoyance.
"Argh!" Woody complained. "I darn well hate those balls." Woody then commented, a sudden memory popping up of which he was quickly able to shake out of his head. He did not need that memory popping back up at this moment.
However, little did he know that he, Rex and Trixie were not the only ones in this room, even though he had presumed so beforehand.
"Ouch," Jessie murmured as she felt something crash into her back, almost causing her to fall straight onto the Checker's board.
It was the mere thought of landing on the board that made Jessie realize that it was completely out of her character to play Checker's. She never played Checker's and would much prefer playing with a jigsaw puzzle. So she made a mental note of that.
But who could ever resist Bullseye's Puppy-dog eyes? She certainly couldn't; they were just so darn cute!
However, when Bullseye heard her half-hearted moan, his head perked up with his dark eyes full of sympathy and concern, as if to ask 'what was wrong?'
With a sigh, Jessie turned herself around to see what had rolled into her back, and this only caused her face to light up with excitement as she suddenly became enthusiastically eager.
She hadn't seen any of these in ages.
Her face brightened drastically as she used both hands to drag the ball over to her.
"Oh, I haven't seen one of these in ages Bullseye." Jessie commented eagerly as she lifted the Magic 8 ball off the floor a few centimeters.
Bullseye could only neigh his question.
"It's a Magic 8 Ball, silly." Jessie remarked with a large smile on her face as she thought through all of the possible questions she could ask. There were loads to choose from. Oh, just the thought of using the ball made her anxious in anticipation. But it was the good kind of anxious though, almost exactly the opposite to the kind of anxiousness that Woody was facing at the moment.
Bullseye then asked yet another question. His curiosity that day was immense; it just could not be concealed!
"Well...you ask it questions." Jessie answered simply.
Bullseye asked another question. He felt like he could go the whole day; literally.
"Here," Jessie began to murmur, before placing the ball gently on the ground, taking extra care to make sure that it didn't decide to just roll off in any direction. This was the last thing Jessie needed at this moment, even though she was excited to finally play with a Magic 8 ball again. She hadn't used one in years! And it had always annoyed her how some of the others stated that Andy used to have one of those Magic 8 Balls of his own, before he got rid of it...
She shook her head as she focused on a question she could ask. She thought briefly for a few, long moments, with her eyebrows arched in deep thought before she eventually snapped her fingers together; the mighty click seeming to echo around the small space around her.
"Ah, I've got one." Jessie began, before placing both hands back on the plastic surface of the ball and lifting it roughly an inch from the ground. "If I asked Buzz to go on a date tonight with me, will he say yes?"
It actually turned out that the question that Jessie asked turned out to be very similar to the one that Woody had asked, apart from the fact that they were directed towards different toys: Jessie directed her's towards Buzz and Woody had directed his towards Dolly.
And it also turned out to be a streak of darn look when it turned out that the Anderson's were to go to a business party, of which would certainly mean that Bonnie would be sent to her Aunties and that her mother and father would be out until quite late that night (if they even came back during the night at all). So Jessie sure was in luck that night.
Jessie then shook the ball vigorously, as if shaking it mercilessly was the only way to get a positive answer; one of which she desperately needed.
After a few moments, the swirling (inside the screen) began to stop, which gave Jessie's eyes a break for once. So she then blinked hard and, by the time she opened her eyes again, the golden phrase had settled against the background and was now protruding against the beige colour of the screen.
"You can count on it..." Jessie began to murmur slowly, reading the worlds off the screen aloud as her hopes rose to their possible extent, before the largest of all smiles loomed across her face.
So, softly dropping the ball to the floor, she fist pumped the air and then fiercefully wrapped her arms around Bullseye's neck, completely unable to remember a time that had ever been this joyful. And she was mainly just excited about the fact that a Magic 8 ball was on her side for once, and the fact that she was surely set to go on a date with Buzz.
Yeah, she freakin' loved those things!
A/N Will be continued:)
Sorry the chapter's short...and that the character's are probably OOC, but I've just watched the first Toy Story now and the part with the Magic 8 Ball completely inspired me to write this. So...yeah...everyone say thanks Magic 8 Ball! Lol!
And I know that I've probably gotten the Magic 8 Ball all wrong, but I don't actually have one to make sure. Oh well...
Oh, and I've been asked whether I'm going to make the limit for this story longer and the answer is yes:) I'll probably extend it to 120 Moments after a few more chapters, mainly because I love writing this fic, and I still have quite a few more ideas left for moments, so I'll be extending the limit sometime soon:)
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