AN: I got a couple of requests to write more Toy Story fics, and I've always wanted to do one about Woody and Bo. I think they are highly under-rated and deserve more attention as a classic Disney couple. I picture Bo, Woody, and Slinky being together from the very begining. They look like toys from an older generation, so I decided to create a little more back story for them. When I thought of how they first met, I wanted it to be when Woody was a lot younger and Bo would be there to watch him grow into the leader that he was in the movies. She always seemed so proud of him. I wrote this as a chapter to another story, but then decided against it. I think it fits a lot better here. And another quick note. 1) I used the name Jim for Andy's dad because I saw it in another story and thought it was a great name for him. 2) I listen to music before I write to get me inspired. For this story I used: Breathe by Taylor Swift (fits perfectly in my opinion) Love Story by Taylor Swift (I think country songs fit so well with the couple) and The Way I Loved You by Selena Gomez (it's such a beautiful song regardless). Anyway, thanks for reading my ramblings. Next chapter will be up very soon! :)

"Hmmm..." Woody looked at the huge record player sitting on the living room floor.

"How do you turn this thing on?"

He walked around it a few times, examining it. He took off his hat and scratched his head. After deciding that in order to get it to turn on, it had to move, Woody climbed onto the player and started to walk. It was crackled, but it was definately the begining of a song.

A well a bless my soul
What's wrong with me?
Im itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say Im actin wild as a bug
Im in love
Im all shook up
Uh huh! Uh huh! Yeah, yeah yeah!

It was typical 50's music to be sure, but Woody loved it. He was always humming some sort of tune after the family had spent the night playing their records. He started to step in rythm to the beat of the music and was soon jumping around the record like a kid. Of course he was only a few years old, but he rarely showed it like this. Woody was having the time of his life when Slinky walked out from behind the couch.

"Hey Woody!", he shouted over the music.

"Hey, Slink! Wanna join me?", he saw the hesitation in the puppy's eyes.

"It's fun!"

Please don't ask me what's on my mind
Im a little mixed up, but Im feelin fine
When Im near that girl that I love best
My heart beats so it scares me to death!

Woody's friend smiled at him and said, "I'll join you later, but right now, I need to introduce you to someone."

"Intoduce me? To who?" Woody said confused. Him and Slinky were the only ones in the Davis household. And since it wasn't Jim's birthday or Christmas, he didn't know why there would be a new toy. The Davis family didn't have extra money to be spending on that kind of stuff.

Sensing where his friend was coming from, Slinky started to explain.

"Well, actually, she's been in storage for a long time. She used to belong to Jim's grandmother. Mom found her in the attic this morning."

She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
Im proud to say that she's my buttercup

"Oh...So she's an antique."

"Who're calling an antique, Cowboy?"

Just then another toy walked out from behind the couch. She was a porcelin doll with white skin, rosey cheeks, and big blue eyes. Her tiny waist was accentuated by a big bow that tied in the back, and the top of her dress had a lace up front. She was beautiful.

Im in love
Im all shook up

"WHOA!"

Woody was shocked and had stopped as soon as he saw her. The record had been spinning so fast, that it sent him flying across the room as soon as he halted. He slammed into the fire cage at the other end of the room. Slinky and the new doll went running after him.

"Hey Woody! You okay?"

"Oh my goodness", the doll said as she stared at him.

Woody was upside down with his legs sprawled out in front of him, he looked ridiculus, and the doll started giggling a girly giggle that made him snap to his senses. He shot to his feet and found that he couldn't speak. He had never seen a girl toy like her. Of course he had met female toys before, but they were always stuffed animals or stuffed baby dolls. She was radiant, and beautiful, and...and everything. Woody was spell-bound.

"Are you all right?", She asked.

"Uh...Uh...Yeah. Yeah, I do that all the time.", he replied, trying to sound as macho as he could.

Not being convinced, she giggled again, and sent Woody's heart into summersaults.

"I'm Bo."

"Woody."

Was she staring at him too? They both seemed to stand there for an eternity, just caught in time, looking at one another. Slinky started to feel awkward and coughed to snap them out of their trance. They both came crashing back to reality. After that, Slink quietly left the room with a grin on his face. Knowing that she had been staring at him gave Woody a shot of confidence.

"Well, Miss, would you like the grand tour of the house?"

"Actually, Sherriff," she began, "I've been in storage for quite a while. Would it be ok if we stay here? The light coming through the window feels good after being in the dark for so long."

"Oh, oh! Sure! Of course!" Duh! Of course she doesn't want to wander around this dark house! Stupid, stupid, stupid."
Bo wandered over to the record player, lifted the pointer, and gently set it down on the record. To Woody's amazement, it actually began to play.

"It's much easier if you do it this way.", The porcelin doll looked at him over her shoulder and gave him a warm smile.

"How did you know to do that?", he said flabbergasted. He was liking her more and more by the second.

She shrugged. "Lucky guess."

Blue moon of Kentucky started to play, and Woody's eyes lit up as he got an idea.

"Miss Bo, would you like to dance?"

She smiled as she said, "Woody, you can call me Bo. And yes, I would. But, only if you show me how."

She walked over towards him and her heart began to flutter. Something about this cowboy doll was making her weak in the knees. He stuck out his arm and motioned for her to loop hers around it. It was one of the first of many times Bo would wrap her arm around his in the same manner. She felt like she was floating.

Woody showed her something that resembled a square dance, and pretty soon they were spinning and laughing like old friends. After the song was over they both still had their arms linked and neither one of them wanted to let go. Woody felt like he could do this forever. That he could laugh, and dance, and just stare at her forever and not ever be sad again.

"Well, aren't you quite a charmer.", She said. Bo was starting to get swept away in the nostalgia of the Old West aura that was radiating from Woody.

"I just want you to feel welcome, miss." His eyes twinkled.

"You know," she brought her other hand to rest on his arm, "My first night might not be as bad as I thought; now that I know a sheriff's in the house."

Woody turned bright red, which Bo thought made him look even more handsome.

"Thank you for making an antique like me feel welcome."

Woody gritted his teeth at the "antique" comment.

"I'm sorry about that. I really didn't mean to insult you. What I meant was-"

She stood on her tip toes and gently kissed his cheek, subconsiously telling him that it was okay.

The cowboy's face turned a bright red, and he suddenly noticed that the world was spinning. Next thing Bo knew, her new friend had fainted and hit the floor with a thud. She was flattered that she was able to make him weak in the knees. Deep down, she knew that she was going to be very happy in her new home.

I hope you liked it. I don't know why, but I love picturing Woody as a big old-fashion Elvis fan and all the other toys wondering who the heck he's talking about. lol