Hi! I just feel like writing a silly little romantic/dramatic story for Jessie and Buzz. I'm kinda obsessed over them right now and I keep on putting off "The Sleepover". Don't worry, I'm writing new chapters for that too, so if you're tired of my Buzz/Jessie stories, check out "The Sleepover" or "woody's Thoughts" for a more deeper story ;-) (Doncha love shameless plug-ins?) I don't own Toy Story.

It has been a week since Andy dropped off his toys. They were trying to readjust to everything; the new room, new schedule, new friends, new life. Woody and the rest of Andy's clan just concluded their first staff meeting with Bonnie's group. Dolly interjected several times during Woody's announcements due to her seniority of Bonnie's room. Everybody agreed to themselves that they worked well together and meeting rode by smoothly.

"Alright, anybody else have something to announce?" asked Woody, quickly glancing at Dolly.

"Don't worry, I'm done talking, Potsy," joked Dolly with a laugh.

"OK. Thank you everybody and that will bring an end to our first staff meeting," dismissed Woody. As everybody scurried off to their own business, he noticed his astronaut friend looking over to Jessie who was massaging a joint on Buttercup. She knew how to relieve stress points on Buttercup because she use to massage Bullseye whenever he was tired from riding around all day. Woody walked over to Buzz's back until his stomach was hitting his retracted wings.

"Howdy, ranger," he greeted sarcastically. Buzz jumped and span around to face Woody.

"W-Woody, hey. How are you doing?" Buzz asked under his nervous laughs. Woody crossed his arms.

"Since when do you stutter around me? I thought you only tied your tongue around Jessie," Woody stated with a smirk. Buzz brought his fist to his mouth to clear his throat and held his arms behind himself and asked what Woody meant.

"You know what I mean, Buzz Lightyear. Everybody knows you like her. You, me, Jessie, Bullseye, Potatoheads, Hamm…" Buzz's thoughts wandered off when Woody said Jessie's name. He looked over to the red-headed cowgirl. He needed to do something. Something to give him the confidence to impress her somehow. But what?

"…I mean even Bonnie pretends you're a couple when she plays with you two," Woody continued, unaware that Buzz was in his own world. "Really, Buzz, I understand being shy and everything but you've known her for eleven years. It's the same routine over and over…"

Something to lure her in, Buzz thought. Somehow I need to have some alone time with her or-

"…Why don't you ask her out on a date?" Buzz blinked in surprise and dropped his shoulders.

"What did you say?" asked Buzz.

"Date. D-A-T-E. It's when two people decide to do something together and have fun," Woody mockingly explained. Buzz's face lit up.

"Yeah…Yeah! A date! What would I do without you Woody?"

"Not a lot." Buzz's excitement was too overwhelming that he didn't hear Woody's last statement. Or if he did, he didn't care.

Buzz swerved on his heels and started to walk over to Jessie but froze in his tracks. He turned to Woody again with a confused look.

"How do I ask her out?" Buzz asked with a shrug while walking back to his friend.

"You just say 'Jessie, will you go out with me?'"

"Do I have to get on one knee?"

"No, Buzz, you don't have to get on one knee." Buzz looked at him for a second and played with his fingers.

"Could you pretend to be Jessie for a second?" Buzz asked quietly.

"WHAT?" Woody screamed, causing everybody in the room to look at their direction. He lowered his voice and crossed his arms. "No way! No how!"

"Please, Woody. I need training. I-I'm not prepared for this."

Woody violently shook his head. "No!"

Buzz's face dropped as he slouched his figure. "Alright, I can respect your decision. I guess, I'll just live the rest of my life…wondering…what would on date be like with her, the girl of my-"

"Fine!" Woody interrupted, sighing, "I can't believe I'm doing this." Buzz's face broke out in a beaming smile. It slowly faded away after a moment that felt forever.

"Well?" Woody asked impatiently, raising his eyebrow.

"Well, you have to greet me first." Woody rolled his eyes.

"Hello," he retorted in a flat tone.

"Like Jessie would."

"This is ridiculous," he told himself with a sigh. Woody brought his hands to his waist and gave him a grin, raising his voice to a falsetto tone. "Well, howdy space ranger. What's new?"

"Jessie doesn't sound like that. She sounds like a cowgirl, not a Southern Belle."

"Why must you be so picky?" He sighed and gave it another try. "Howdy Buzz."

"Hey, Jessie. I was just wondering-" He dropped his head to his jumbling hands.

"Look at me," instructed Woody in his normal voice, "Give her eye contact. Show her you're interested." Buzz jolt his head upward and stuck out his chest.






"Yes, Buzz…," Woody impatiently said through clenched teeth.

"Would you…go out…on a…"

"…On a…?"

"Excuse me gentlemen," asked a foreign voice. They looked down and saw Mr. Pricklepants at their knees.

"Yes?" ask Woody, still using his 'Jessie' voice, blinking his eyes. He cleared his throat and straightened his posture uneasily. "I mean, yes?"

"I couldn't help but overhearing your activity. Buzz Lightyear, why didn't you ever tell me you were an acting teacher?"

"I-I'm not an acting teacher," Buzz responded, waving his hands back and forth, "I was only using Woody as a model for when I ask Jessie out."

"Miss Jessica the Yoldering Cowgirl, you say?" asked Mr. Pricklepants. Buzz and Woody nodded in unison as a 'yes'.

"What you need to do is use the words of Roy Croft in order to court her." He erected his postured and demonstrated, "'I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.'."

"That's deep," Buzz replied with a small whistle.

"Buzz, just go with being yourself when you're with her," cut in Woody.

"Well I-I mean, I've n-never, or uh-"

"Scratch that.," Woody interrupted, "Be yourself when you aren't around Jessie. You know, the confident side. The…authoritative side."

"The sheriff is right," Mr. Pricklepants agreed.

"Ok…I can do this," Buzz told himself, jogging in place to shake his nerves.

"Of course you can. You're Buzz Lightyear! Of Star Command!" shouted Woody, waving his hands around for effect.

"Yeah!" Buzz concurred.

"Now go get her, tiger!" demanded Woody, pointing to Jessie.

Buzz pivoted on his heels again and stormed towards her. He went up to her back and tapped her on the shoulder, grinning from ear to ear in confidence. She turned spun around in confusion and smiled when she saw his face.

"Howdy Buzz. How's it goin'?" she asked.

"Jessie may we speak in private," he requested, looking at Buttercup.

"Alright, alright. I can take a hint," Buttercup said with a chuckle, walking over to Dolly.

"What's the matter, Buzz?" she asked in concern when Buttercup left. Buzz looked down for a moment and started talking.

"Jessie, I've been told my, uh, infatuation with you is well established in your knowledge and-" Woody's voice went through his head. "Give her eye contact…" He looked into her eyes and drooped his body, stunned by her presence. Silence filled between them.

"Buzz? You were saying…?" Jessie probed, trying to have him finish his statement. He looked around nervously.

"I-I, uh, I was just, and you don't have to, but I- uh…" he gazed at her again. "I love you," he murmured. His eyes grew large to what he said to her. Woody hit his palm to his head in embarrassment. Luckily, Mr. Potatohead was having an argument with Hamm, so she didn't hear him.

"What? I didn't hear what you said," said Jessie, stepping closer to him for a better listening effect.

"I mean, I want to," he continued. Good save, he thought, "…go out on…a date with you," he finally declared, as if somebody was strangling him. She doubled over from her burst of laughter. He frowned in disappointment and humiliation, thinking she was mocking him.

"Well, I said you didn't have to go out with me," he mumbled starting to walk away. She straightened up, suppressing her giggles, and held up her hand for him to stop.

"Well holy rodeo show! You actually asked me out on a date!" she proclaimed enthusiastically, holding his shoulder and pulling him back to her. Buzz gave her a look of puzzlement. "Finally! What took ya so long, Buzz Lightyear?"

"What?" he replied, dumbfounded.

"Do I have to wait another eleven years for a second date?" she questioned with a big grin, putting her hands on her hips.

"Second date…? So you do want to go on a date with me?"

"Of course! What time?" Buzz looked at the clock and back to her.

"How about-"

"The Andersons are going out to dinner at seven," she anxiously blurted out, "And it's movie night for the toys. We have the whole house to ourselves, partner!"

"O-OK. Seven it is," he held out his hand to shake with hers. Instead, she hugged him and rested her head on his shoulder. He thought he was going to explode with excitement and happiness. Finally…

As soon as they let go, Buzz confirmed it with her. "It's a date," he pronounced, his voice wavering on the last word. She nodded in agreement and turned her body.

"See ya then!" she yelled as she ran over to Mr. Potatohead and Hamm to break them up. Woody walked over to Buzz and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Congrats, space ranger," he said with a smile. Buzz stared at her for a while and turned his attention to his pal. His grin faded away again, and his eyebrows curved upward.


"Yeah?" he answered, watching Mr. Potatohead putting in his angry eyes.

"C-could you help me with setting up the date?" Woody's arm dropped in disbelief and started to walk the opposite direction from Buzz.


"C'mon. I won't bother you at all tomorrow. All day long." He abruptly stopped and a grin grew on Woody's face. That sounds like a good idea…, he thought.

"Alright. But don't expect me to arrange your wedding with her," he teased. Buzz gulped in fear.

"W-wedding?" Yet again, Woody rolled his eyes and gave him a comforting smile.

"Relax, Romeo. You gotta get through the first date in one piece before thinking about marriage. Now what do I have in store for you…?"

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