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Magnet and Steel
I don't own Toy Story or it's characters, I do own any all original characters.
Jessie and Bullseye had been at the second hand toy store for about a year now, sitting by the window feeling hopeless; feeling that the chances of them ever being bought and played with again were incredibly slim.
However, their lives were turned completely around the day an old woman came into the store.
"Excuse me," she said to the elderly storekeeper. "May I see the cowgirl doll and the rag horse that are by the window?"
"Certainly ma'am," He answered before collecting them together and showing them to her.
"I was right! It is Jessie the Yodeling Cowgirl and Bullseye the horse from Woody's Round Up!"
"You know of the show?"
"Of course. My son used to watch it very frequently until it was canceled. Oh, he used to always beg for the Woody's Round Up dolls, but they were always so hard to find."
"They didn't make a lot I believe."
"I remember that he was devastated when the show was canceled, but luckily my husband found him a Woody doll. But he still wanted the rest of the set. I think he wanted a Jessie doll so that he could make her and Woody kiss. My grandson Andy has him now and he just loves westerns and I'm sure he would love the both of them," She said, referring to Jessie and Bullseye. "I'll take them."
Just as she finished paying for them, a large man sauntered into the store. Seeing Jessie and Bullseye on the counter, he rushed over to them.
"I'll take them!" He cried happily.
"I'm sorry Sir, but this woman just bought them."
"I'll buy them from you!" Said the fat man, turning directly towards the old woman.
"No. I bought these for my grandson!"
"But they're collectibles!"
"They're toys, you ninny!"
"I'll pay you any price for them!"
"Get away from me before I call the police!" She said, leaving the store promptly.
...
Jessie was flabbergasted now that she had learned about herself and the Woody's Round Up TV show. Was it live-action, a cartoon or puppet show? Jessie was eagerly asking herself these questions. And she now even knew Bullseye's name! She couldn't believe she and Bullseye were from the same play-line. And Woody...what was he like? She wondered also why the boy wanted to have the two of them kiss, and this aggravated her slightly.
'Well, at least Bullseye and I are together. I just hope Andy likes us,' Jessie thought.
The day of Andy's birthday party, the toys in Andy's room listened anxiously over the baby monitors to Sarge's report on what toys Andy was getting.
"Next is grandma's gift," Sarge said over the monitor. "It's a cowgirl doll."
"Cowgirl doll!" Woody shouted in utter surprise.
"Now, Woody," Bo said soothingly, jumping to a conclusion without actually realizing. "Andy wouldn't replace you with a cowgirl doll. You're.."
"Shh!" Woody ushered. "What kind of cowgirl doll?" He asked, forgetting that the baby monitor wasn't a two-way connection.
"And a rag horse," Came Sarge's voice. "Grandma says they're from the same TV show as you, Sir."
"TV show?" Woody proclaimed in utter surprise.
"What was your TV show like, Woody?" Rex asked him.
"I didn't even know I had a TV show," Woody said. "But maybe she'll know?" Woody suggested softly.
A horrible feeling crept into Bo, making her think that she was about to lose any chance of being in a relationship with the shy cowboy. "Maybe she's your sister?" Bo offered.
"I ain't got no sister!" Woody claimed, trying to listen to the rest of Sarge's report.
"You don't know that," Bo said.
"I'd know if I had one or not. That's just the kind of thing you just know. Just ask any Barbie doll," Woody told her.
Woody was excited at the prospect of having another western toy around. Finally - someone he could talk to about old western TV shows with! He was now lost in thought, wondering what the cowgirl would be like. In fact, he was so entranced that he didn't even realize that the other toys were now panicking over a surprise gift. When the batteries fell out of the device, the room went into hysterics - but Woody didn't seem to notice. He did, however, realize that Andy and his friends were heading up the stairs. All the toys rushed back to their spots.
Woody was shocked over how carelessly he was knocked to the floor. Andy had placed Jessie and Bullseye on the floor when he had entered the room and they had seen Woody fall from the distance. Jessie knew what that was like. When Andy and his friends left, Jessie and Bullseye walked over to him instead of going to see the other new toy on the bed.
Woody was very annoyed that none of his friends had come to see if he was all right. Instead, he noticed, they were all going to see the new toy on Andy's bed in his spot.
"Are you all right?" Came an unfamiliar female voice.
Woody looked up from where he still was on the floor. Boots, replica black and white cowhide chaps over pretend blue jeans, a belt, a white and yellow western styled shirt with a slight curve in the chest, and then a face - a beautiful face with the greenest eyes Woody had ever seen. Long red yarn hair in a single braid tied with a yellow ribbon then became visible and then he saw a red cowgirl hat with a white brim.
"Oh," Jessie said softly when she saw Woody's face.
"Oh," Woody murmured back in the same tone, looking at Jessie's face. All feelings of worry, anger and annoyance left him in the instant he saw her face. He found himself being stuffed with feelings of longing, wanting, and love.
'That snake in my boot must be a love snake. And it bit me! I'm in love!' Woody thought happily. It was illogical, irrational and he didn't even know her name after all, but he knew he just loved her. And he wanted her in every possible way too, much to his surprise.
He wanted to know her name - he wanted to know everything single thing about her. If she was bad, he waned to make her good. He wanted to have her always near him; he wanted her in his arms; he wanted to be in her arms; he wanted to feel her lips against his and he wanted to press his lips against hers, but most of all he wanted her to love him too.
And unbeknownst to Woody, she did. Jessie had first seen Woody close up in a crumpled heap of boots, pretended blue jeans, a holster, a replica black and white cowhide vest of a yellow-checkered shirt, a red bandana, and a brown cowboy hat. When she saw his face, it sent her emotions floundering in wonderfully dizzy directions. Coming into a new home, a new owner (a boy owner) at that, she had felt anxious at first. Never mind the fact that Andy didn't even really show that much of an interest in her and Bullseye, making her feel nervous and worried. What if Andy didn't like her or Bullseye? What if the other toys weren't nice?
But then she saw Woody's face and all those worries and unhappy feelings left her. She found herself filling up with a feeling of love.
'Sweet mother of Abraham Lincoln! If he ain't the most handsome, perfect cowboy I ever did see! I don't even know why, but I love him!' And Jessie wanted him in all the ways he wanted her. And maybe even more so - she wanted to jump on him and shower him with kisses, but Bullseye was right there and she couldn't act like that in front of him and she also still didn't know if her handsome cowboy was all right or not. However, she still felt the urge to have some sort of physical contact with him. So she held out her hand to him to help him up.
"I'm fine," Woody said, realizing that he should answer her. He didn't want her to think he was being rude. He didn't want her to have any kind of bad opinion of him whatsoever. "In fact," He continued, taking her hand as he got up. "I'm better than I have been in a long time."
"I'm glad," Jessie said. They were standing toe-to-toe, nose-to-nose now.
"So tell me something, beautiful," Woody said, resisting the most powerful urge he ever had - to kiss her. "Where have you been all my life?" Woody was surprised by what he was saying. He had always been shy around girls, Bo especially, but the attraction he felt... no - the love he felt for the cowgirl doll in front of him just obliterated any shyness towards girls within him. And he wanted her to know how he felt about her, even if his pick up line was cheesy.
"I've been here and there," Jessie answered, still holding his hand. "Where have you been all my life, handsome?" Jessie asked him, letting him know about her feelings for him.
"Waiting for you," Woody told her, locking eyes with her.
"And now that I'm here?" Jessie asked softly, not quite knowing what was coming over her.
"The wait's over!" Woody answered breathlessly, feeling giddy all of a sudden before realizing that they didn't even know each other's names yet. "I'm Sheriff Woody."
It made Jessie even happier to know that he was the Woody Andy's grandma was talking about.
"Is Sheriff your title or your first name?" Jessie asked flirting with him and at the same time hoping he wouldn't think she was an idiot.
"Title," He said. "My friends call me Woody, but you can call me what ever your heart desires," He told her, clearly flirting back with her.
"I'll remember that," Jessie purred.
"So green eyes, do you have a name or do they just call you red?" Woody asked her huskily.
"The name's Jessie the Yodeling Cowgirl," Jessie told him slowly.
"That mean you can yodel a song?" Woody asked, sounding slightly cocky.
"Yeah, I can yodel a song," Jessie answered. "Maybe I'll yodel one for you sometime," She flirted.
While Woody and Jessie were flirting with each other, the others had all flocked over to Andy's bed to see his other new toy. It was a Buzz Lightyear action figure. He was dazzling them all by 'flying' around the room. But Woody and Jessie were too busy in their own little world to notice.