|This Time It's For Real
Author: Cerulean Pen PM
After a strange turn of events, a feuding Woody and Dolly end up getting donated to Sunnyside, where the tyrant, Lotso, is trying to regain power. Angry at each other, can they stop that to team up with Barbie and Ken to save Sunnyside?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Woody & Dolly - Chapters: 4 - Words: 6,165 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 03-13-11 - Published: 12-20-10 - id: 6573987
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This Time It's For Real
Summary: After a strange turn of events, Woody and Dolly end up getting donated to Sunnyside, where the tyrant, Lotso, is trying to regain power. Since they had been in an argument earlier, can they stop that to team up with Barbie and Ken to save Sunnyside?
English Romance/Adventure Rated: T Chapters: Words: Woody & Dolly
Time Frame: About two years since Toy Story 3
Bonnie's Age: Six years old
This may be a Woody/Dolly, but it's got a ton of Buzz/Jessie, Barbie/Ken, etc. Also, I'm sorry if the fight in this chapter gets a little extreme, but it was just like two people bored on a summer day, and getting on each others nerves. I hope you guys read, review, and enjoy!
Bonnie awoke, sitting up in bed, stretching to get rid of the tight, rigid feeling in her muscles. In bed with her were her four favorite toys: Woody, Buzz, Jessie, and Dolly, which she slept with every night. She leapt out of bed, wearing her green nightgown, running into the bathroom to brush her teeth and change.
As per usual, the toys came to life, crawling out of the toy box or sliding off of the bed. Before Jessie could tell Buzz about the latest funny incident with the Peas and Mr. Potatohead, he shushed her, pointing to on top of the bed. She gasped out loud, while he nodded, as in "I know, now be quiet so we can find out what's happening."
Up on the bed, Woody and Dolly were facing each other, doing something they had never done before: fight. They couldn't quite hear what was going on, but as their voices progressively grew louder, into yells, the toys could definitely pick up on what they were saying.
"So, what you're saying is, it wasn't you who turned on the radio last night, and just happened to wake up Bonnie, while we were alive?" he exclaimed, thinking it was her who had turned on the radio.
"Of course not! I wouldn't dare try to do anything that risky, or even try to reveal that we're alive? It wasn't me!" she yelled back at him, her soft hands balled in fists, which seemed impossible considering her loss of fingers.
"Okay then, so you just, you know, happen to listen to the radio every night? Oh yeah, that probably has nothing to do with the fact that you turned it on last night and woke her up?"
"Once again, who would be dumb enough to turn it off when Bonnie had just gone to bed? I was in bed the whole night, and, for the final time, I did not turn on the radio last night!"
Before Woody could yell something else in return, they heard Bonnie coming down the hall, and returned to their toy positions. While doing this, Woody and Dolly dropped on the bed too fast, and slid off of the blankets, landing in a cardboard box placed next to Bonnie's backpack. She ran in, wearing her green dress and orange leggings underneath it, directing her attention to the toys.
"Okay, I'm going to school now, but I'll be back this afternoon to play with you," Bonnie promised her toys, grabbing her backpack, sliding it on. She looked down at the cardboard, not seeing her two dolls sitting on the top, remembering a chore her mother wanted her to complete. "Oh, right, Mommy asked me to put any of my old toys in here to bring to Sunnyside."
She went to the corner, where she kept some of her inanimate baby toys, quickly bringing them to the box. It was mostly soft books, plastic rings, wooden blocks, and a plastic xylophone. Bonnie dropped them in, still not noticing Woody and Dolly in the box, lugging it down the hallway, saying goodbye to her toys.
Her mother, Eve, looked down to see her six year old daughter, with the cardboard box she had given her. "Oh, good, you put together the donation box," Eve sighed, afraid that her sometimes forgetful daughter hadn't done the chore. "Thank you so much for donating some of your old toys to Sunnyside, they will make the little kids very happy."
Bonnie beamed, following her mother, who picked up the box, carefully placing it in the trunk of their car. She got in the driver's seat, heading first for the elementary school to drop Bonnie off to her first grade classroom.
After she did that, Eve started for Sunnyside, assuming that the box only had some of Bonnie's older toys, none of those that she loved and played with now.
But, the two were still buried beneath baby toys, looking for any means of escape from the cardboard box. "I can't believe we're about to be donated to Sunnyside-again!" he murmured, pushing up against the top of the box, finding that it was taped.
"Ain't too thrilled about this myself, cowboy," she mumbled under her breath, still not forgiving him for accusing her of waking up Bonnie. It wasn't like them at all to get into fights, but something inside both of them had suddenly snapped. Now, they were trapped inside of this box together for who knows how long.
"Look, I didn't ask for this to happen, Sunnyside is already a place bad enough," Woody growled, wondering where this anger towards her was coming from. He never wanted to yell at her, but they just seemed at their wits ends, almost like two roommates on a hot summer day, just in a bad mood at each other.
"Excuse me cowboy, but if Sunnyside is truly that bad, then why the heck is Bonnie's mother working there?" Dolly asked, in that tone that he found annoying, because it was something so obvious that he had overlooked, but she had found.
"Well, because, if you haven't noticed it by now, we're toys, and we come alive, and we have back stories, and can have our own situations without humans finding out," he told her slowly, in a purposely syllable-by-syllable way, that made her temper start to flare, if it hadn't already.
"Okay then, Mr. High and Mighty, if you know that much already, then how do we get out of Sunnyside?" she asked, crossing her arms, sitting on top of the xylophone, waiting for an answer.
"I've broken out of Sunnyside twice, I could do it again if I need to," Woody muttered, wishing that they could've been shipped in separate boxes, just so he didn't have to deal with this argument anymore. He hated having to fight with her, but there was just something that was irritating him.
"Using the magic powers that you don't have? Yep, I'll be sure to look for that while we try to get back home without bein' sucked of our stuffing!" Dolly exclaimed, stomping her felt foot on the red rectangle xylophone.
"Oh, come on, because that's really going to happen: no, we're going to get out just find, but I'm thinking about just leaving now, so I don't have to listen to you argue anymore!"
With a slightly shocked expression on her face, that morphed into furious, she slid off of the instrument, deeper into the box, just so she wouldn't have to face him again. His last comment had come harder then the others, but right now, she didn't have a come-back.
He didn't have anything to say to her, so they just settled into silence, heading for Sunnyside.
Well, I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! I know that their argument was a little extreme, but I wanted to make it so they would be really mad at each other. Please review, if you want to know what Sunnyside holds for them!