I don't own Toy Story or any of it's characters. I do own any and all original characters.
A/N Here I go again. The song 'Cuddly Toy' written by the Harry Nilsson inspired me, The Monkees also sang it too. The song is about a guy giving a girl the brush off, but it's got an upbeat sounding tune. I also want to test out some OC's too.
Bo was in a never-ending cycle she couldn't escape: Being bought and sold from garage sales, to second hand stores.
"Oh, what a sweet, adorable lamp!" They'd say. "It will be perfect in our baby's room!" But the baby would start to grow and soon say, "I'm too old for this baby-lamp."
And then bye-bye Bo.
She wasn't alone through, however - she did have her sheep - but she missed her friends. All of them; new and old. But Woody was the one she missed the most. She's never had another lover quite like him. She wished that her next owner owned him, too.
The toys all liked their new owner, Lulu. She was a great kid, just like all their past owners had been. But Lulu had already had a favorite toy by the time the gang had arrived: Beautiful Daring Darla the circus star doll.
She came with her own remote-controlled horse called Lady and, thanks to the magnets in Darla's foot and in Lady's saddle, Darla could trick ride. Woody took not being the favorite with a grain of salt. It wasn't easy getting along with Darla as she was not so nice - actually, in truth, she could be down-right mean, but Woody did his best for Jessie's sake since Darla and Jessie were now very best friends and as Bullseye had a crush on Lady; Darla's horse. And, though Buzz denied it, Woody and all the other toys could see that he had a crush on her. But the Divine Miss D. (as Darla was called by the other toys occasionally) either couldn't tell that he had a crush on her or just didn't care and simply chose to ignore it.
It was Lulu's birthday party today and there was worry and panic over whether Lulu would get better toys. Some things never change. There would be an outdoor party and only Darla and Lady could be with Lulu at the party.
Woody stood frowning, wishing he could have planted some listening devoice in the backyard.
"Oh, my gosh!" Jessie exclaimed, jumping up down on the windowsill. "I don't believe it!"
"What?" cried the other toys, rushing to join her.
"A pony! A real live pony!" Jessie said with aw.
"Oh no, Lulu will never want to play with us now if she has a real pony," Said Rex.
"I think her parents just rented it," Woody pointed out.
"Oh, wow… Lulu's riding it with Darla!" Jessie said. "Darla's so lucky!"
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Woody drawled dryly, rolling his eyes as he casually put his arm around Jessie's shoulder.
"She's not that bad," Jessie said. "She is my very best friend, after all."
"And what about me?" Woody asked. "As I recall, I used to be your very best friend."
"You still are and you're also my very best…" Jessie paused, seeing that Buzz was near by and whispered the rest in Woody's ear, making the Sheriff smile.
"I wish I was down there with her," Buzz murmured.
"Lulu or Darla?" Jessie asked.
"Darla… I-I-I mean Lulu!"
"Right," Woody said, unbelievingly. "Come on Jess, let's leave Buzz alone to moon over Darla."
"I am not mooning over Darla!" Buzz shot back, keeping his gaze on the beautiful circus-star doll.
"What does he see in her?" Woody asked when he and Jessie had walked away.
"Her outer-beauty mostly," Jessie answered.
"Well, that's understandable,"
"It is?" Jessie questioned tensely.
"Well, I mean Darla is a well-built doll and…" Woody stopped when he noticed Jessie glaring at him. "Not to say that you're not well-built. I mean - I always thought you were," Woody rambled, nervously.
"Oh really?" Jessie questioned. "What's my best feature?"
"Your hair. It's so long and red and I just love running my fingers through it."
Jessie seemed appeased by this. "Well, seeing as how much you love my hair, how about later tonight I let you pull the ribbon from my hair, shake my hair loose and let you run your fingers through it?"
"It's a date!" Woody said, happily.
"And later, you can re-braid it," Jessie told him.
The party ended and the guests left.
"Lulu, I know you don't like your gift from Aunt Ivy, but you shouldn't have told her that," Lulu's mother told her.
"Why?" Lulu asked.
"Because it's not nice," Her father said. "Now, where do you want your circus play-set things?"
"On the floor."
Bo was the lamp Lulu was given. She had been placed on the dresser, getting a bird's eye view of the room. She saw Buzz first, then Hamm, followed by Slinky, the Potato heads, the three aliens, Rex, Jessie, Bullseye, and, finally, Woody. She could have leaped out of joy at seeing all of them again, especially Woody.
Leave! She wanted to scream at Lulu, but the little girl was busy playing with Darla and the others. Finally, dinnertime came Lulu left the room.
"Pink elephants and lemonade!" Cried Darla with joy. "The circus train! The big top! The costumes! The lions, tigers, and bears!"
"Oh my," Woody admired.
"Someone had to make that joke," Hamm said.
"And elephants, giraffes, gorillas, and a little doggie too!" Darla continued in glee. "Who wants snuggles with Darla?" she asked her animals, gleaming.
Buzz took a step forward, but Woody stopped him.
"I don't think she meant you," Woody suggested.
"Um…" Buzz began. "You should be careful around the bears," Buzz said to Darla.
"What are you talking about?" Darla asked. "They're just Teddy bears."
"That's what I'm afraid of," Buzz admitted.
"Listen here, you Spooky Space Kook!" Darla said, haughtily. "Don't you dare malign my animals with your past adversaries! Besides, you're just jealous that I have pets! You don't even have a space-dog with an antenna."
"Did she just call me a 'Term of Endearment'?" Buzz asked Woody.
"I don't think so," Woody answered. "Jessie! Don't pet that elephant! It might gore you. They might like Darla, but we must remember that these are wild animals and we have to… Oh wow, camels!" Woody said, going over to them. "You know they wanted to use camels for the Pony Express, but they scared the horses. Hey, Bullseye, come here and say 'hi' to the camels! Bullseye?" Woody looked around to see his horse hiding, afraid of the camels. "Come on out, Bullseye - you don't need to be afraid. Now, come on out."
Bullseye shook his head.
"Jessie, help Bullseye get out from his hiding," Woody asked her.
It took Bo forever - in her perspective - to climb back down. She wanted to run up behind Woody and surprise him. She'd throw her arms around his waist and whisper something devilish into his ear. But she didn't get the chance; Rex saw her first.
"Bo?" He questioned uncertainly.
"Yes, Rex - it's me. It's really me!"
"Oh wow! Hey everyone Bo's back!" He shouted.
All of Andy's old toys whirled around and Darla noticed that suddenly Woody seemed nervous and that Jessie seemed sad.
'This needs looking into,' She thought.
Mrs. Potato Head rushed forward to greet her old friend.
"It's so good to see you!" Mrs. Potato Head exclaimed.
"And it's so good to see all of you. Oh, Woody, it's just wonderful to see you again." Bo drawled dreamily, stepping towards him.
"Yeah, it's…um…good to see you too, Bo," Woody said, nervously taking step back and away from her.
"Still as shy as ever, I see," Bo commented, laughing.
"Not as much as you think," Woody said, uneasily. "Um… ah, you remember Jessie and Bullseye and everyone else, right?"
"Of course. I've never forgotten any of my friends - especially you, Woody. I've never forgotten you."
"And we've never forgotten you, either. So I guess you should meet the toys you don't know?"
"I believe that's my cue," Darla said. "I'm Beautiful Daring Darla. You may call me Darla, The Divine Miss D., or Mistress."
"Who calls you 'Mistress'?" Bo asked.
"Welcome to Lulu's room," Darla went on, ignoring her. "I'm in charge here."
"What?" Bo asked, incredulous. "But Woody's always been in charge; he's the leader,"
"Haha," Darla chortled. "What rubbish. He has no power here. Now stop trying to stir up trouble before someone drops a dollhouse on him."
Woody instantly looked up in fear.
"Like I said, I'm in charge and no one is going to usurp me."
"And fight any man-toy who tries!" Buzz said, holding up a fist.
"Buzz," Woody began. "You know that 'usurp' means 'trying to take over someone's power', don't you?"
"Yes, I know that. Nothing's wrong with defending a lady's honor, is there?" Buzz said, hastily.
"Now, I have just one little rule that you need to follow," Darla said.
"My dear," Bo began, starting to dislike Darla. "I know the rule about not coming alive in front of humans."
"That's not my rule. My rule is - don't touch my things without my permission!"
"And if I do?" Bo challenged, tempered.
"I'll break something off of you."
"Did you hear what she said to me?" Bo gasped looking towards the others, outraged.
"That's actually an improvement," Jessie said, speaking for the first time. "When we first met her, she threatened to kill any of us if we did."
"So, Bo," Mrs. Potato Head began. "Why don't you tell us what you've been up to all these years?"
"Oh, yes. We do need to catch up, don't we? I can't wait to catch up with you later, Woody."
"We have a lot to talk about," Woody said.
"Right, talk," Bo agreed, winking.
As the other toys gathered around Bo to hear her tales, Woody took Buzz aside.
"What am I going to do?" Woody whispered to him.
"You're asking me?"
"Who else am I going to ask? Oh, man, I never thought I'd ever see her again. I don't know what to do."
"I think you just need to be honest with them, no matter how hard it is."
"Right, right… Honesty is the best policy… But, no matter what, you'll have my back… right?"
"To infinity and beyond."
Stories of their past adventures were exchanged. Eventually, it was almost time for Lulu to come back and go to bed.
"Woody," Bo said, sweetly. "Would you help me back up to the dresser?"
"I…uh…" Woody began to mumble, looking around the room for Jessie; she was talking to Darla. " Sure."
"How about later tonight, when everyone's asleep, you and I catch up on old times?" Bo suggested with a wink once they were on the dresser. She used her crook to pull him closer to her.
Woody stiffened before moving the crook from his neck.
"I'm sorry Bo, I can't. Jessie and I have a date tonight," Woody said trying to break it to her gently and not going a very good job.
"What?" Bo asked in great surprise.
"We've been seeing each other romantically for the past few months now."
"But what about Buzz?"
"It's called Bromance, and it just means that Buzz and I are really close friends. Lulu is going to be back any minute now - I need to get back to my spot. Tomorrow, when she's at school, we'll talk more." Woody said to her before climbing back down.
Bo was left so stunned she could barely think straight. Woody wasn't supposed to be with anyone - and certainly not Jessie! Buzz liked Jessie and Jessie liked him, didn't she? It didn't make sense... Was Woody lying to her? Or maybe he'd break up with Jessie to be with her again and then Jessie and Buzz would get together? Bo just didn't know what to think.
Later that night ,when the house was asleep, Woody and Jessie went out into the hall.
"You okay?" Woody asked her.
"I wasn't sure if you'd keep our date or not," Jessie admitted.
"It's the woman's prerogative to change her mind - not the man's," Woody joked.
"It's just… With you and Bo being reunited after all these years, I wasn't sure if you needed some time to think about what you wanted."
"Hey," Woody said, softly cupping her face. "I already know what I want and who I want to be with. So have a little faith in me and in us, okay?"
"I will," Jessie answered.
"Things are going to be a little awkward for awhile, but we can work through them."
Darla crept through the room with the nimbleness and the silence of a cat towards Buzz's faint glow. She shook him awake, clamping her hand down on his mouth to keep him from crying out and dragging him into Lulu's closet. Buzz didn't know whether to be excited or scared. As much as he found himself attached to her, he was pretty sure Darla was psychotic.
"Can I help you?" Buzz asked, carefully. Darla looked rather frightening that night, wearing an outfit called the Spider Queen. It was an all-black body suit, laced with silver threads like spiders webs, her long black hair in a high ponytail. Her pale face gave the illusion of almost floating in mid-air. Yes - he certainly did not want to get on her bad side, again.
"The delicate balance of Lulu's bedroom has been disrupted by the arrival of that figurine," Darla said with slight distaste.
"You mean Bo?"
"Sweetie, I don't have time to beat around the bush. You know what's going on - now talk."
A/N Darla wasn't supposed make her debut until much later in another story, she's been bugging me to test her out so can I do? I feel like everyone was OOC in this. I don't plan on this being a very long fic, maybe two too three chapters. A/N