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?

Okay, so THIS is what happens when I have a migraine whilst I write - the work ends up turning very wacky and odd... indeed. So do NOT say that I did not warn you ^_^

I would like to thank 'Cowgirl' for inspiring me with the idea by sending the suggestion. All you reviewers (and readers of course) are awesome! Anonymous reviews are welcomed of course ;P A/N

By the time Bonnie's sixth birthday rolled by, she was more than eager to bound out of bed on the morning of the fifth of May at merely the thought of opening her bundle of presents, of which she had eagerly been anticipating over for weeks. What would she get? A new doll? A toy piano? A new, plastic necklace (of which was perfectly designed for children between the ages of four and seven of course)? Oh how the possible possibilities were just making her far more eager from anticipation. In fact, she hadn't been as excited for anything in her entire life.

When she had bounded down the stairs, completely forgetting about the toys she already possessed in the process, the Toys almost instantly came to life.

"I can't believe she's six already." Woody murmured to himself, loud enough for the others to hear. It turned out that he had triggered a thought that many of the toys had been sharing. So, when he murmured these words, the others couldn't keep themselves from agreeing. It was impossibility actually, especially considering the fact that the others currently have no idea where the Time had gone in the first place. It remained as one, big mystery to them if they were to be honest. And this was not one that seized the capability to slide, very much like a cube of ice, from their grasps when they actually came close. It was one thought that was there to stay.

"Oh, I just hope she doesn't get a meaner dinosaur." Rex commented out of pure anxiety as he rose to his feet from his position on the bed. "I have a reputation to keep."

Okay, so this was a lie. But none of the others brought it up though.

"She's not going to get a dinosaur Rex." Woody tried to convince in what he hoped was a reassuring manner, for what must have been the two-hundredth time in the last eight years. "You'll be fine."

"But what if she gets something that's better than a Potato?" Mr Potato-Head questioned his wife in a somewhat curious manner. "What if she gets a carrot? Or a Kidney Bean? We surely wouldn't be able to compare against them."

Standing up from her position, Dolly glared at Woody in an odd way. She had no idea what could have been going on with the others. But she was surely determined to decipher the answer.

"What's wrong with them?" Dolly asked, allowing her curiosity to get the better of her. "They're all acting like they've never been through a birthday before."

Sighing, Woody admitted the truth.

"They're worried that Bonnie would replace them with a better toy."

At this, Dolly couldn't keep her eyes from widening.

"Why would Bonnie do that?"

Woody would have answered. But then he thought against the matter, since he knew that now wouldn't be the best time whatsoever. So he bluffed it.

"I have no clue."

For a few moments, a charade of silence hung between them. But Woody somehow built up the guts to break it.

"So, are you saying that you've never been worried about being replaced?"

"Well... I have been a few times. But that was just it." Dolly admitted as casually as she possibly could. "Have your toys always been like that?"

"Yep." Woody answered almost instantly, since he had no reason to think over the matter in the slightest.

The conversation would have continued on if they hadn't heard the footsteps rushing up the stairs.

"Back to your positions, hurry!" Woody exclaimed as he fell, completely lifeless, onto the quilt of Bonnie's bed. And, before they knew it, Bonnie urged the door to her bedroom open before excitedly bounding over towards her bed.

"I can't believe Auntie Maggie bought me this!" Bonnie stated eagerly, remembering how these toys had become an obsession between her friends as she ripped the box open.

However, she barely even had time to get the new toy out of the box before Ms Anderson called up from downstairs.

"Bonnie! We need to get ready for Grandma's and Grandpa's, so be downstairs in one minute."

At this, Bonnie's face brightened instantly and she then bounded out of her bedroom door. It almost seemed as though she had never been as excited in her life as she quickly rushed down the stairs and though into the hall way of the house.

And this only left the toys to examine the new toy that stood before them in a sense of absolute curiosity.

A/N I was going to save this for a while. But I finished it sooner than I expected to.

Anyway, I would like to thank 'Cowgirl' for inspiring me with the idea. This will be concluded in a couple chapters time. So keep your eyes peeled for the next chapter! 0_0

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