I don't own Toy Story or it's characters.

A/N Well I'm finally updating this story. Took me long enough, right? A/N

Woody wrapped his arms tightly around Jessie again.

"Your feet are cold," he told her.

"How can you tell?"

"Your foot's touching my ankle."

"Sorry," she said stating to move it.

"No, it's ok. I think I like it."

"Don't start getting kinky on me," Jessie told him.

"Good friends don't get kinky with good friends," Woody said yawning. "God you smell so good," he told her as sleepiness of setting upon him.

"Thanks and you're nice and warm," Jessie said yawning as well.

"That's because I burn for you."

"You took that line from a song."

"Maybe so, but it doesn't mean it isn't true. Never in my life have I wanted something as much as I want you."

"Woody," Jessie in a warning tone.

"You're so…" he fell asleep before he could finish ending with a loud long snore.

For a minute Jessie wasn't sure if he was joking or not.

"Why to kill the mood Woody," Jessie whispered when she realized he was asleep.

'I can't believe Woody snores!' Jessie thought as she lay next to him. 'At this rate I'll never get any sleep!' Jessie went to shake him awake, but stopped when she saw his face. 'Aw he looks just like a little boy when he's asleep. I can't shake him awake, he's too cute looking. I know I'll tickle him, that'll teach him a lesson,' she thought smirking. Woody giggled in his sleep and rolled over his arm draping across her. 'He's stopped, now I can sleep.'

The next morning the alarm clock blared; Jessie not used to sleeping on the other side of the bed and away from the alarm and half asleep attempted to turn it off, but ended up smacking Woody in the head several times. Woody grunted grabbed Jessie's hand so she'd stop hitting him and turned the alarm off. Once the offending nose had stopped Woody and Jessie wrapped their arms around one another and went back to sleep.

They woke up an hour later completely entangled with one another.

"What time is it?" Jessie mumbled into Woody's chest.

Woody let go of Jessie rolled over and looked at the alarm clock. "Eight o'clock," he said rolling back over putting his arms around Jessie again.

"We should get up," Jessie said not making an attempt to move.

"Yeah, gonna have to dig my car out," Woody said not moving ether. They fell back to sleep again.

One hour later.

"What time is it now?" Jessie asked once again and still not moving.

"I don't know I'm not wearing a watch," Woody said.

"Look at the clock like you did last time," she told him annoyed.

"I'm not facing the clock. You are," Woody said not wanting roll over and let go of her again.

"But it's on you're side of the bed," Jessie told him even more annoyed.

"Yeah but," Woody began.

"Augh!" Jessie sounded as she started to get up obviously fed up with him.

Woody made sound of protest as Jessie got out of the bed.

"Are you going to come back to bed?" Woody asked making half-hearted to pull her back into the bed.

"No," Jessie told him crossly making her way to the clock on the nightstand.

"Why not," Woody whined.

"Because I'm already up!" Jessie said crossly again, as she looked at the clock. She walked over to dresser draws and took out some clothes and undergarments. "I'm going to go take a shower and don't you even think about me taking a shower or peeping at me through the key hole!"

"You know I resent that you think I have a dirty mind!" Woody yelled as she left the room. 'I should have just looked at the clock,' he thought already missing Jessie's warmth.

Some time later Jessie emerged from the bathroom fully dressed and hair braided. Woody was also dressed and was making breakfast for them.

"How do you like your eggs?" Woody asked her.

"Anyways good," Jessie said sitting down at the kitchen table.

"You like omelets? Woody asked. "I make great omelets."

"Ok omelets it is," Jessie said. "So where'd you learn to cook?"

"My father," Woody said as he cooked. "He always told me son, one day you're going be living on your own so you need to learn how cook because take out food is going to become expensive day after day. And boy was he right!"

"I'd think living with five other guys, you'd all chip in," Jessie said.

"You think that wouldn't you? But you should see how they all eat. That Rex has got an appetite like a dinosaur!"

Jessie laughed.

"This is really good," Jessie said as they ate.

"See what a good catch I am?" Woody said.

"I'm beginning to," Jessie said. "You know what would make me think you're a really great catch?"

"What?" Woody asked leaning over.

"If you wash the dishes," Jessie said leaning over as well and lightly brushing her lips against his.

"You don't like washing dishes do you?" Woody asked her fondly.

"Not in the least, it's one of my few weaknesses, " Jessie said coyly.

"You do realizes that now that I know that, I might end up dropping by for dinner," Woody told her, his eyes twinkling.

"I know," Jessie said coyly. "You just think about that," she said winking.

"If I do a real good job on the dishes are you going to tip me with a kiss again?" Woody asked flirtatiously.

"No," Jessie said. "But I will help you dig out your car."

"You only have one shovel, what are we going to do take turns?" Woody asked getting up to wash the dishes.

"What makes you think I have just one shovel?" Jessie asked going over to the coat closet.

"Cause I only bought you one," Woody said washing the dishes.

"Doesn't mean that I didn't buy one," Jessie said taking out two snow shovels.

"Now why didn't you tell me that night last?" Woody asked.

"Because I didn't want to make you feel bad. You know I really do think it was sweet of you buy me one," Jessie said.

"Lucky thing, I did" Woody said.

"Yeah, just don't anyone you got lucky with me," Jessie told him playfully.

"Jessie, I am a gentleman," Woody said his hand over his heart. "I would never tell anyone what happens between us."

"You just better not."

They spent nearly four hours digging Woody's car out of the snow.

"Come on back inside cowboy, and I'll fix us a hot lunch."

"Sounds great I think my insides are starting to freeze," Woody said following her back into the apartment building.

"Mine too," Jessie said.

"So after lunch we'll drive back to my place, I'll take a quick shower and change and then we'll go ice-skating," Woody said.

"You still plan on taking me out?" Jessie asked a little surprised.

"You bet," Woody said. "It's very hard to get a date with you Little Missy."

"Little Missy?"

"And I'm not letting you get out of it."

"All right, but I get to laugh if you fall down," Jessie said her twinkling with merriment.

"If I fall down I'm taking you with me," Woody told her.

"We'll just see about that," Jessie said.

The End.

A/N So Yeah I'm ending it here and yes I know the endings weak and what not, but I can't really think of a better one. So sorry, but a lest I finished this, right? A/N