Yo, I keep changing my mind. I created Y/n the everything doll around Woody, now this story has taken a huge turn to Buzz and I don't know what to do anymore. I am going to have both a Buzz and Woody story each regardless, just if you were curious but like..
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Y/n and Buzz slam the vent covering shut, not looking back, and they disappear into the darkness. They're gone.
I stand there, stunned, angry, taken back, disappointed and feeling empty inside.
Feeling horrible, alone, slumped and sad behind me the television keeps playing.
"Is everybody okay?"
'I wish they understood.'
"Sheriff Woody! I knew you'd make it!"
'I wish Y/n stayed'
"Now, remember, deputies. The real treasures are your friends and family. Before I go, kids, I want to share somethin' special with you... for the times when I'm not around."
Still in my thoughts I turn around and start to drag my feet towards the television.
'I wish it didn't end like this, I just lost most of my life and my friends. People who I have been through so much with.'
🎵 You've got a friend in me~
You've got a friend in me~ 🎵
My roundup gang come up to me, stinky Pete speaks out to me applauding me for having my friends leave without me. "Good going, Woody! I thought they'd never leave."
I look up, listening to the television as the puppet version of me strums and sings, ignoring everything that's said to me from the guys.
🎵You've got troubles~
Well, I've got 'em too~
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you~🎵
🎵We stick together and see it through 'cause~
You got a friend in me~🎵
"Woody?.."
🎵We stick together and see it through 'cause~
You got a friend in me~🎵
I mope over, not taking my eyes off the screen, and slumping down onto an unused roll of tape. Resting my head now feeling heavy on my hands.
Some other folks might be a little bit smarter than I am~🎵
A kid wearing a Woody's roundup shirt come on screen, he looks at the puppet version of me with such happiness, his face lighting up.
I start to watch closer, the kid reminds me of Andy.
🎵 Bigger and stronger too~
Maybe. 🎵
He grabs puppet me and hugs him tightly.
🎵But none of them will ever love you~
The way I do
It's me and you, boy~🎵
Nothing will ever replace Andy and I'd bond, nothing will ever me in his life, so why am I just abandoning him to replace him with millions of kids who I'll see once and never been truely loved by.
I pick up my boot, facing the sole of the boot up and scrape the paint from the cleaner off with my knuckles.
🎵And as the years go by~
Our friendship will never die~
You're gonna see it's our destiny~🎵
Andy.
Sighing to myself "what am I doing?"
Buzz is right, Y/n is right, the guys are right, I was wrong, but it's not to late.
Shooting up and dashing to the vent I call out "BUZZ! Y/N! Wait! Wait!"
The prospector calls out to me, confused and concerned "Woody. Where're you going?"
Stopping in my tracks I turn around, looking to stinky Pete smiling "You're right, Prospector. I can't stop Andy from growing up. But I wouldn't miss it, for the world."
"No!" The prospector cries, what does he not wanna be happy?
Running to the vent I push the covering up and yell into it "Y/N! BUZZ!"
Turning around hearing my name along with Buzz and utility belt Buzz who peaks around the corner.
"Yes?"
"Yes?"
"Yes?"
Woody slings a leg into the vent "I'm coming with you!"
Woody stops himself thinking for a moment before running over to the cowgirl and the horse. "Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. I'II be back in just a second."
All the guys come around the corner cheering and relived.
Buzz smiles "way to go cowboy"
I can't believe it! He's coming home! Oh it just turned to be a very good day!
Beaming, I Look over to Buzz. He opens out an arm to hold me closer, but no.
I jump into his arms, hugging him tightly, him squeezing back lifting me off the ground. It's going to be ok.
That is, until we hear a huge clang.
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I'm going home, oh it's gonna to be a good day!
I dash over to Jessie and Bullseye, I'm not leaving anyone behind, Andy would love these guys.
A little out of breath I say "Hey, you, guys. Come with me."
Both Bullseye and Jessie move back, shocked. "What?!"
"Andy will play with all of us. l know it!" I motion to the vent.
Jessie looks down to her side nervously "Woody, l-l. l don't know. l."
I try to convince Jessie, I know she would regret saying no, so I need to have her say yes. "Wouldn't you give anything? Just to have one more day with Emily? Come on, Jessie. This is what it's all about. To make a child happy."
Jessie looks up nervously, rubbing her hands together thinking.
While she's thinking I turn to Bullseye "and you know it. Bullseye? Are you with me?"
Bullseye looks happily at me, tail wagging and he gives me a couple of sloppy licks. I can tell that a definite yes.
Trying to get him to chill out and make my way to the prospector "Okay. Good boy. Alright! Prospector. How 'bout you?"
I swivel the box around finding it to be empty. My smile dropping instantly, to shock and horror, But this doesn't make any sense where does he just disappear to?
*CLANG*
I gasp at the sound, looking over to the vent to where the sound is coming from. Jessie, Bullseye and I see the prospector out of his box, screwing the vent shut looking as ticked off as ever.
"Prospector?!" Jessie gasps
"You're outta your box!" I say, still processing what's happening.
Stinky Pete walks away from the vent and past the 3 of us "I tried reasoning with you, Woody. But you keep forcing me to take extreme measures."
He stops by the television remote, turning it off with the end of his pickaxe.
NO, THIS WAS ALL HIM, HE IS THE PROBLEM HERE.
Suddenly feeling boiled I accuse the prospector "Wait a minute. You turned on the TV last night! Not Jessie!"
As if it isn't such a big deal stinky Pete places his hands on top of his pickaxe and speaks to us "Look. We have an eternity to spend together. In the museum. Let's not start off by pointing fingers. Shall we?" He sarcastically finishes, picking his pickaxe up and grumbling back to his box.
Scoffing I shoot at him "you really are stinky Pete aren't you!"
Jessie complains about his actions "Prospector, this isn't fair!"
The prospector whips his head around at the sound of her words, growing extremely angry and starting to yell ""Fair"?! I'll tell you what's not fair! Spending a lifetime. On a dime-store shelf. Watching every other toy be sold. Well, finally, my waiting has paid off! And no hand-me-down cowboy doll! IS GONNA MESS IT UP FOR ME NOW!"
Stinky Pete grabs his box, chucks it into the styrofoam packaging.
We stand their, helpless, or are we?
Whispering to myself I realise "y/n.."
Bolting to the vent I scream like a maniac trying to get help "BUZZ! HELP! Y/N! BUZZ! GUYS!"
"It's too late. Woody. That silly Buzz Lightweight can't help you. Oh, and that Y/n, she ain't that special just an old failed doll." The prospector has the audacity to shoot at me up top of his box of lies.
Tugging on the vent with all my might I stop for a split second to correct Stink Pete "his name is Buzz lightyear, don't you dare disrespect my Y/n either!"
"Whatever." Pete grumbles and mumbles to himself before getting back into his box
Y/ᑎ ᑭOᐯ
After the loud noise we hear yelling and shouting coming from the apartment.
I go to inspect the situation, it sounds kind of intense but Buzz stops me.
Holding out his arm in front of me. He says nothing but I understand, curiosity killed the cat.
"BUZZ! HELP! Y/N! BUZZ! GUYS!" Woody comes barreling over and we dash to the vent covering.
Trying to push it open, we realise it's stuck, this is what the noise was.
From inside the apartment I can hear that old box guy yapping away to Woody "It's too late. Woody. That silly Buzz Lightweight can't help you. Oh, and that Y/n, she ain't that special just an old failed doll."
'This dudes audacity, my gosh'
Woody stops pulling at the vent yelling at the old guy, standing up for Buzz and I "his name is Buzz lightyear, don't you dare disrespect my Y/n either!"
'My Y/n..? What does he mean by that, did he mean to say that? My Y/n.. Am I over thinking this?'
"Whatever." Oldie says getting into his box again.
"It's stuck. What do we do?" Woody panics, trying to move the screw, his hand slipping.
Reaching through the bars I grab Woody's hand, suddenly the day just got horrid again.
We lock eyes, panic and fear gloss his, oh I just want to hug him and tell him everything with be ok. I just don't know that for sure and I can't reach him.
"Can I use my head?" Rex asks while Utility belt Buzz try's to move the screw.
'I'm sorry what? What happened while I was gone?'
We all freeze at the sound of a rumble through the floor.
Woody drops my hands "it's Al.."
The cowgirl gasps rubbing back to her packaging along with the horse. Woody drops short on the floor just as Al opens the door.
Us in the vent back up as we watch helplessly as he packs the 'round up gang' into a green case while talking to himself "Look at the time. I'm gonna be late. Oh, figures. I can't miss this flight. I've gotta pack. All right. Let's see. Uh, wallet, keys, tickets. Uh. Passport, beef jerky."
'This guy..'
Al grabs Woody and places him in the packaging before lifting him up smelling his armpits "Very expensive over there. Shower?"
'Wow, what a..classy guy'
"Oh, I can skip the shower. I just gotta get outta here now." Al shuts the case ready to leave.
We move closer to the vent covering as we watch Al wheel away his left over boxes and the green case.
Looking at Buzz, he announces "QUICK! To the elevator"
With me leading the group, we all bolt it to beat the elevator, battling with a couple of sharp corners every bundle of steps.
"Hurry I can hear it coming"
Finally arriving I put my skids on seeing that we made it just in time, though someone's there already..
Yo how do people write kisses without them being cringy? I want to deliver the best for you peps ;)
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