I do not own the Toy Story franchise or any of the toy brands involved with it. Only characters in this story that I own are Hazel and her minions.

One Happy Ending

Molly frantically ran a brush through her blonde curls as she hopped around the room on one foot, pulling her legs through her jeans. She got them buttoned and she threw a hoodie over her pajama shirt. She basically jumped down the stairs in her rush and tackled the door.

"Hi," Molly said, a bit breathless.

Jenna sighed and stormed past her. "Took you long enough!"

Hazel and Tracy filed in after Jenna and Molly shut the door with a bit more force than necessary. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We're going to the movies, but first I have to dispose of something," Hazel said airily.

Molly tilted her head to the side curiously. "What?"

"Just something my dumb sister gave me for my birthday. Which isn't until next month, by the way? I mean, she is so dumb!"

Nice.

Molly rolled her eyes and glanced out the window to gauge the weather. She sighed when she noticed the paper lying on the curb. "Alright. You dispose of...whatever, and I'll be back. I gotta get the newspaper."

She threw open the front door and bolted out onto the lawn. The soft grass tickled her bare feet. She bent down and retrieved the paper from the curb and peered into the harsh sunlight. It was way too bright out.

Muffled giggling came from the upstairs window and flowed down to the front lawn. Molly frowned and glanced up at her house.

If they're in Andy's room again... Crap. They are. But wait...what are they holding out the window? Not Buzz again! Hang on...Buzz isn't pink...

The sinking realization of what Hazel was holding out the window hit Molly in the gut with a sharp pang. Everything else happened in slow motion, but she suspected that she might just have been travelling at the speed of light.

Bo Peep fell to her doom as Hazel let go. She fell through the air slowly, as if it were made out of mashed potatoes. Molly dropped the paper and sprinted to the spot where Bo Peep would crash. The blood pounded in her ears as she leapt forward, arms outstretched. There was no greater feeling than having cool porcelain locked in her hands. Molly hit the pavement with a thud, but she did not feel the stinging sensation.

Bo Peep was safe.

Bo Peep was in her hands.

"Molly!"

Molly tightened her grip and peered upwards. Hazel was glaring down at her. "What do you think you're doing?"

Molly scowled and jumped to her feet. "What's wrong with you? You can't just drop a delicate toy to the pavement like that! And you could have hurt somebody!"

Jenna sneered down at her. "What importance is that doll to you?"

"She used to be mine!"

"You are such a baby!"

Molly stormed up to her house and threw open the front door. She held Bo tightly in one hand and hollered, "Well guess what! I'm only twelve, and maybe I still want to act like a child instead of stuck-up snobs like you!"

Instantly they were at the foot of the stairs, glowering at Molly. "Oh no you didn't."

"Oh yes I did," Molly hissed. She glared back and pointed out the door. "You guys are nothing but a bunch of jerks, and I can't believe how long it took me to realize that. Now get out of my house."

"You are finished, you hear me?" Tracy snarled.

Molly whistled loudly. "Here Buster! Here boy!"

Shrieks erupted in the foyer as Buster bounded into the entry hall, barking menacingly and nipping at the girls' heels. Three fearful snobs bolted through the door and down the street, screaming madly.

Molly laughed and slammed the door shut. "Good boy!"

Buster yipped happily and trotted back to continue his nap. Molly brightened and hugged Bo. "I missed you like crazy!"

She jogged up the stairs and burst into Andy's room. "Look who I got guys! Now we can finish our playtime."

Start Role Play

RC revved his wheels desperately, but nothing worked. All it did was spray sand all over the place and have them sink lower. Woody rubbed a drop of sweat off his forehead. The sun sure was hot.

"How are we going to get out of this one Woody?" Buzz muttered.

"Maybe I can be of assistance."

Woody glanced up in surprise as a pretty lady with a crook and some sheep peered down at them with a warm smile. "That'd sure be mighty helpful, Ma'am."

The lady reached out her crook and hooked it around Jessie's waist. "Hang on now." It took a few tugs, but Jessie and Bullseye made it safely onto the damp jungle soil. "I'm Bo."

"Name's Jessie! And this here is my trusty steed, Bullseye!" Jessie exclaimed gleefully.

Bo smiled and hooked her crook once more around RC's bumper. Jessie wrapped her arms around Bo Peep and helped pull the two heroes to safety. Bo pushed her bonnet back and smiled, her face flushed from the heat. "That sure was one predicament you got yourself into."

Woody chuckled. "Glad you were here to bail us out. Not often do I need someone to bail me out of trouble."

"Yeah right," Jessie muttered.

Woody ignored her. "How can we repay you?"

"No reward necessary...except maybe a kiss."

Woody grinned broadly. "I think that can be arranged."

End Role Play

Molly grinned. Maybe she didn't need to be in such a hurry to grow up after all. She was only twelve. She still had time to act like a kid and enjoy the part of life without responsibilities. She hugged Woody and Bo to her and stared at the other toys with an odd smile on her face.

She completely missed the wink shared between Woody and Bo.

Molly jumped in shock as the door suddenly slammed open, revealing her baffled and ticked-off brunette brother. "Oh…hey, bro," she greeted with a nervous smile.

Andy glowered, dropping his duffel bag to the floor in irritation. "What the heck are you doing in my room?"

Oh, shoot.

Until next time,

AnimationNut out.

Peace!