*Grab's Woody's shoulder* Fluff, Fluff EVERYWHERE! Seriously, this chapter's gonna get fluffy and cheesy.

The rusty old Barbie car lived far past its appearance, and cruised down the side of the road with ease. Sure, it wasn't as quick as a regular car, but as long as it would get the toys back before Bonnie got home, all was fine.

"Are you sure that nobody will see us?" Woody asked nervously as a truck sped by to their left.

"I told you, it'll be fine." Lizzy replied for what felt like the billionth time. "Honestly, you've been asking for the past two hours!"

"Well excuse me for worrying!" Woody retorted sarcastically.

"Will you two cut it out?" Buzz asked, getting in between the two arguing dolls. "You're acting like a bunch of kids."

"I'm sorry." Woody replied. "I guess I'm just a little uptight with all that's happened."

"It's fine." Lizzy said. "I guess we could learn something from Jessie." She gestured to the cowgirl, who was asleep in the back seat.

"Well that's Jessie for ya." Woody said. He hopped into the back seat beside her, and Buzz followed. "I should probably get some sleep too, huh? Bonnie will probably be really excited to see us tomorrow."

"Good idea." Buzz replied, plopping down beside him.

"Well, whatever you want to do." Lizzy said, returning to her spot in the driver's seat. "But if you snore, I promise I'll smack you!"

"Yeah, of course." Woody chuckled.

Another hour passed, and the car still had a few miles to go until it would reach Bonnie's house. The sun eventually set and the moon rose, casting an eerie light upon the road. Soon everyone fell asleep, exhausted from the events of the day. Almost everyone.

Buzz sat quietly, staring at the full moon above blankly. Sure, everything had ended up alright- Woody was safe, the prospector was gone, and they had managed to save a bunch of hopeless toys from a life without any playtime. But there was still this strange feeling he had in the pit of his stomach, that he messed up on something or he didn't accomplish something... but what was it?

"Hey." Buzz jumped at the sound of Woody's voice in shock as it broke him from his thoughts.

"Oh, uh, hey, why are you still awake?" Buzz managed to ask.

"This." Woody pointed to his limp right arm. "I can't sleep with it."

"Oh." That was all Buzz could say. They sat in an awkward silence for a few moments, waiting for someone to come up with something to say.

"What do you think happened to the prospector?" Woody finally asked.

"Huh?" Buzz asked, puzzled by the random question. "Well, all I know is that all rivers eventually lead to sewage systems, and all drains lead to the ocean. Why?"

"I don't know, Buzz..." Woody began. "I guess I'm just worried about him. I mean, he could be dead because of me..."

"It wasn't you." Buzz said reassuringly. "It was the lightning. Besides, all that matters is that we're all safe, right?"

"I guess so..." Woody said. He stared blankly up at the moon too. "Say, is something bothering you?"

"Huh? No, of course not." Buzz protested a bit to obviously. "What makes you think that?"

"Buzz, you're a terrible liar." Buzz sighed. Woody's known me for almost fifteen years. Of course he can see right through me.

"I don't know, I just feel like I've messed up something."

"About Jessie?" Buzz looked up at his friend, his eyes wide.

"I guess that's what it is. Jessie. I feel like I should have..."

"Told her?" Woody interrupted.

"Told her what?"

"Whaddya think?" Woody asked, rolling his eyes. "You and Jessie are the only oblivious ones."

"I'm not oblivious!" Buzz nearly shouted in frustration. "I'm just a... just a... weakling. A pathetic bumbling loser that can't even tell the girl he loves..." Buzz stopped, already embarrassed by what he had said. This time, it was Buzz that felt a hand rest upon his shoulder.

"Calm down. I'm sorry, okay?" Woody responded. "Look, I didn't mean to insult you, what I'm trying to say is that everyone but you two seem to know that you're in love. And I really want you two to be together. I mean, you guys have what Bo and I had. Something... something I can only dream about having now. I just want you to know that you should enjoy it now, especially since you never know... when it will be taken away from you." Woody smiled sadly. "You understand?"

"Yeah, I do." Buzz replied. "Thanks."

"Hey, no problem."

"Mmmmmm... Buzz? Woody...?" Jessie asked groggily as she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "What're you guys talkin' about?"

"N-nothing important." Buzz stuttered. She stared at the two toys sleepily, then looked up at the sky.

"Ooh, it's night time!" She exclaimed. "Wow, look at all the stars! They're so pretty!"

After nearly five hours of driving, the toys finally made it to Bonnie's house. As soon as they entered through the dog door, they were welcomed by Dolly and Mrs. Potato-Head, who had been too worried about their friends to sleep the past two days. Soon all of their friends were downstairs, inquiring as to what had happened and who the new toys were.

"Who're you?" Mr. Potato-Head asked the new toys rather rudely.

"Don't say it like that!" Mrs. Potato-Head snapped, hitting her husband with her handbag.

"Well hey!" Slinky said cheerfully, reaching to shake Lizzy's hand. "I ain't seen new toys in awhile! My name's Slinky." Lizzy simply stared back silently. She hadn't been called 'new' in ages. None of them had. Could they have really found a place where they could be loved? She smiled.

"Well hello!" Lizzy exclaimed, shaking Slinky's hand. "My name's Lizzy. I'm afraid I'm one of the only ones who can talk. That mouse over there, his name is Mack. Then there's the snakes. Actually... we just call them the snakes. And then there's the Barbie car." As she said each name, the toys would bow or show some sort of gesture of recognition.

"There's someone you forgot." Jessie said, pushing Wheezy forward. But before Wheezy even had the chance to say hello, the old toys from Andy's room formed a mob around him.

"Wheezy?" Hamm shouted.

"Oh, wow!" Mrs. Potato-Head cheered.

"Wow, it really is you!" Rex said happily.

"It's the mysterious bird-man!" The three aliens said in unison, clinging themselves onto Wheezy.

"Say Wheezy, what happened to your flipper?" Mr. Potato-Head asked.

"Oh, this old thing?" Wheezy moved his stub around. "It was just an accident."

After the greetings were all done and the newcomers had all settled in, most of the toys went to sleep; after all, it was almost midnight. The only ones that stayed awake were Buzz, Woody and Jessie, who were determined to fix Woody's arm before Bonnie came home. They looked through the cabinets in Bonnie's house until they found some red thread and a sewing needle.

"Wow Buzz, I didn't know you knew how to sew." Jessie said. The three friends were sitting on the kitchen table as Buzz stitched Woody's arm back together.

"Yeah, I guess so." Buzz said, a blush on his face. "Don't know where I learned how."

"Let's just say he got in touch with his feminine side." Woody remarked. "Isn't that right, Mrs. Nesbit?" Buzz glared and jabbed Woody with the needle. "Ow! Okay, okay, I'm sorry!"

"Mrs. Nesbit? Who's that?" Jessie asked. Buzz stared at her for a moment, his face turning scarlet.

"It's nothing, n-nothing at all!" Buzz replied hurriedly. He quickly and sloppily sewed Woody's arm together. "All done. That didn't take long! I'm going to bed now!" Buzz jumped off the table and raced to Bonnie's room.

"What was that?" Jessie questioned, staring at the spot where Buzz had been sitting.

"It's a long story, Jess." Woody said, swinging his right arm back and forth to make sure it worked. "I'll tell you later, but for now, I think it's best that we all head off to bed." Jessie nodded and followed him up to Bonnie's room.

Woody was so exhausted from the events of the day that he could have slept soundly on a bed of nails, but he had something he needed to take care of first. He said goodnight to Jessie, and then headed to where he expected to find Buzz- the windowsill. He climbed up and found Buzz sitting there, staring at the sky blankly.

"Hey." Woody said, sitting by his friend. "How's it going?"

"What do you want?" Buzz asked.

"I'm sorry about that... it was just a joke." Woody apologized. "She doesn't know anything about that particular ego. I'm really sorry."

"It's fine." Buzz sighed. "I wasn't mad at you. It's just that... I wish I could be braver. I mean, I was brave enough to jump from a two story balcony in Sid's house, so why can't I even..."

"Tell her?" Woody finished. Buzz nodded.

"Well, no. I actually did tell her once, but she was asleep." Buzz admitted. "Pathetic, right?"

"Well, not really." Woody reassured. "I mean, just saying it to her is a start, right?"

"I guess..." Buzz trailed off.

"Well, how about this? You could tell her right now, couldn't you?" Woody suggested. "Maybe you could eventually get the courage to tell her to her face."

"Is she asleep?" Buzz asked hopefully.

"I think so." Buzz crawled to the edge of the windowsill and looked out towards the floor next to Bonnie's bed. Jessie had taken one of Bonnie's pillows and was resting peacefully upon it.

"Alright, I'll try." Buzz jumped off of the windowsill, landing on the ground with a small thud. He quickly looked up to see if he had awoken anyone, but luckily there was no movement anywhere in the room.

As quietly as he could, Buzz walked over to the spot where Jessie was sleeping. Slowly, silently, he sat down beside her, his stomach full of butterflies. Trying to stall for time, he took her hat off of her head, so she could sleep better.

"You must be tired." Buzz finally said in a whisper. "I'm... I'm really sorry about all that happened. I mean, it all worked out in the end, but... I wish I could've protected you more. It was because of me you got hit by a truck, and it was because of me that you almost drowned." Buzz sighed, and glanced down at Jessie another time to make sure she hadn't awoken. She was still asleep. Buzz slowly leaned towards her and smiled. She sleeps like a kid, he thought. She slept with her arms sprawled out, and her mouth was wide open. "Jessie..." Buzz finally said, breaking the silence. "I... for the past eleven years, I... I think I've... I've been trying to tell..." Buzz took a deep breath, and glared in determination. "I love you."

Finally. After eleven years he had finally come out and said it. Buzz closed his eyes and sighed. If only I could say it when she was awake. He was about to get up when heard something move. He looked down, and found Jessie staring at him with wide, happy eyes. Buzz was too embarrassed and shocked to say anything, but he didn't have to. Jessie wrapped her arms around him, and pulled him down into a kiss. When she was done, she let go of him and smiled brightly.

"I knew it." Jessie beamed. "Oh, I just knew it!"

"W-what? H-how did you, I mean, uh, what, when...?" Buzz stuttered.

"Buzz, it was obvious." Jessie said as she sat up. "What you said to me when we first met, how you stutter whenever you talk to me, when we danced..."

Buzz looked down at his feet, trying to cover his scarlet face. "You must think I'm an idiot." He said meekly. "Everyone seemed to figure this out... except me. I'm sorry."

"And what in tarnation are you apologizin' for?" Jessie asked. She smiled, a small hint of a blush appearing on her face. "I was tellin' the truth when I said 'me too'."

"You were awake when I said that?" Buzz asked, completely flabbergasted.

"'Course I was." Jessie replied calmly. "There was no way I could sleep with all that noise." She looked at Buzz's shocked face, and sighed. "I'm sorry for not tellin' you sooner, but we were kinda busy, don't you think?" She waited for a moment, expecting Buzz to say something rash or just walk away, but instead, he did something she did not expect- he hugged her.

"I don't mind." Buzz said. "I'm just so happy that you like me, too."

"Of course I do, silly." Jessie replied. She hugged him back.

When Bonnie came back the next day, she was so overjoyed to see the new toys in her room that she didn't even care that they were missing a limb or covered in rust. She immediately went to work fixing them up. She found an old dress from the Patty doll she had lost and put it on Lizzy. She cleaned the dust off all the other toys, got some of the rust off the barbie car, and even managed to find a new squeaker for Wheezy. With all of these new characters, she had more games to play as well, so Woody, Buzz and the others could actually relax a little.

"Bonnie, honey, you ready to go?" Bonnie's mom asked her Monday morning. "It's time to get to Sunnyside."

"Just a second!" Bonnie called back, putting the last of her supplies in her backpack. "Coming!" She headed towards the door, and turned before she left. "See you guys later!"

As soon as Bonnie and her mom pulled out of the garage, the toys sprung to life, and began to go about their daily routines. Dolly began to chat with Lizzy, while the giant plush mouse and Totoro seemed to communicate in their own, silent way. The three little aliens rode around it the Barbie car, oooohhhing as they went. Rex and Trixie were on the computer as usual, but this time the snakes were there to help reach buttons that Rex couldn't with his miniscule arms. Wheezy stayed in the corner of the room, rehearsing a song. Now that he had a new squeaker, he could sing just as amazingly as he did in Andy's room. Several toys came and went, stopping periodically to listen; but there was only one toy that listened the entire time- Chuckles.

"Hey, Chuckles!" Woody greeted. "What are you up to?"

"Listening to the music." Chuckles replied. He turned to look at the cowboy, and Woody was shocked to see a smile on his face. "I like music." Wow, Woody thought. Who knew there was something that even made Chuckles happy?

"Oh, well I won't bother you." Woody said. "But have you seen Buzz anywhere?"

"I saw him talking with Jessie earlier, over there, I think." Chuckles pointed towards Bonnie's fake kitchen set, and Woody spotted them quickly.

"Thanks." Woody headed towards them.

Buzz and Jessie sat alone on top of the fake microwave, talking idly about random things, all the while holding each others hand.

"And that's how Woody ending up breaking the Davis's really expensive vase." Buzz finished. Jessie burst out laughing.

"Shoot! If only I had been there sooner, I would've been able to see that!" Jessie giggled.

"Hey! I thought I told you not to talk about that!" Woody shouted. Jessie and Buzz looked down below them and saw Woody climbing towards them.

"Hey, Woody! How's it going?" Buzz asked cheerfully.

"Fine, just fine." Woody responded. "What are you two up to?"

"We're, uh..." Jessie began, not sure of what to say. Buzz stared at Woody with as serious of a look that he could manage.

"We're on a date." Buzz stated without a single stutter. Woody stared at Buzz, his expression full of astonishment, but he soon smiled.

"Well, I'll leave you two alone, then." Woody said. He turned to jump off the fake kitchen set. "Congratulations, you two." He added, then he jumped down to the floor.

"A date..." Jessie thought out loud. "I guess that's what we're doing, huh?" She smiled at Buzz. "How much you wanna bet he's telling everyone about us right now?"

"Who cares?" Buzz asked nonchalantly. "It's just spreading the news."

"Yeah." Jessie put her head on Buzz's shoulder and sighed happily. "I love you."

"Me too." He leaned in and gave her a kiss, and they stayed side by side the entire day, hand in hand, and as happy as could be.

Fin.

Author's Final Note: IIIITTT''S FINALLY DONEEEEE! :'D It took me forever to come up with an ending to this story! Lol, sorry for the SUPER long time it took me to update. I was at Nan Desu Kan (colorado anime convention-thing) last weekend, and I literally went to bed at 5 a.m. and got up at 7 everyday. (Wow, not only am I a Toy Story geek, but I'm also an anime nerd.) So yeah, sorry for the wait. And I also must apologize for this chapter. It's rather fluffy, but seeing as how most of the story wasn't fluffy, I guess I could make an exception here. Thanks for all of the reviews and favorites, guys. It really boosts my confidence!

But there's something else I feel I must say. I honestly think this was the worst of the stories I've written so far (except for the crappy poem, but I was all high on cold medicine when I wrote that, so whatever). I don't know, I just feel that this story has lost all of it's 'Toy Story-ness'. When I re-read the first story I wrote, Saying Goodbye, I always think "Holy #$%^! How the %&*$ did I come up with something that epic?" What I'm trying to say is that I'm going to take some time off to think of a story that's perfect. Something that just screams Toy Story. I don't know what it'll be about yet, but all I know is that I really want it to be about Bo and Woody reuniting. They're my favorite couple. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE BuzzxJessie, but I feel it's over-shipped. I mean, a majority of the fanfics nowadays are about those two and fluff, but no offense, Woody and Bo were there first! There should be more about them as well! ...sorry for the rant. I'm going to go to bed now. It's six a.m., and I have to be up in two hours for driving school. Urrghh. Well, I have to go. Don't worry people, I WILL be back, and I promise I'll bring something spectacular with me. Until later, ~Alicethepurplefrog