Just like a million times before with Andy, Woody and his friends were gathered around a walkie-talkie, listening to their kid's birthday party through the eyes of the scouts they'd sent down. Really, the only difference now was that Andy wasn't their kid anymore.

"So, the basic idea is to spy on Bonnie's party?" asked Dolly, sounding wary.

Woody gave an excited little hand-wave. "No, no, no. It's not spying. It's…Uh…" He deliberated for a moment, and then smiled. "We're just keeping an eye on things so we don't get caught off-guard." He winked. "We used to do this every birthday and Christmas with Andy."

Dolly gave a sidelong glance to Bonnie's older toys and shrugged. "Well alright then. You guys do what you have to do. We're going to have some tea. We like the surprise of it all."

Woody was too busy tuning the walkie-talkie to really pay attention as Bonnie's original toys set up their tea-table. "Madame Alexander? Do you read?" The communicator crackled a bit, and Andy's toys leaned in a bit closer to hear. How long had it been since they last listened to a birthday party? Andy's twelfth birthday? His thirteenth? It seemed so long ago. This was their first holiday with Bonnie, and they wanted it to be like old times.

"Oh yes, darling, I read you loud and clear," said the fancy McDonald's toy over the white noise. A cheer went through the little crowd on the bed.

"Do you have a good line of sight on the gifts?" asked Woody into the receiver, all business. This was his thing.

"Of course. I'm in a houseplant's pot, and I can see just perfectly."

"That's perfect, Madame." He paused and waited, but the doll on the other line seemed a little distracted.

"Oh drat." The Madame Alexander doll sounded quite peeved.

"What?" Woody asked, hoping it was nothing serious. Rex was already pacing, muttering worriedly.

"Oh drat, oh bother. Bonnie's mum and one of her mum's friends just stepped right into my way. Oh, do keep moving, ladies."

"Well that plan went well for an entire two seconds," muttered Mr. Potato-Head, rolling his eyes. Woody gave him a short glare before responding to the Madame.

"Okay, Alex, that's fine. They'll move eventually. Let's just keep the line open so you can tell us if you do see anything, alright? Alright." Trying to keep looking suave and in control, he put his hand over the receiver and smiled at his audience. "See? We just have to keep calm, and everything will work out. We used to do this all the time, remember?" He laughed, and even got a few smiles out of his friends.

"Oh, blast it all!" shouted the Madame from the walkie-talkie. "Sheriff, my dear, they just pulled up chairs."

A groan from everyone on the bed, even from Bullseye.

"Guys, c'mon. You all act as if we've never had a hitch before."

Jessie opened her mouth to say something, when the faint voices of Bonnie's mother and one of her friends came in through the walkie-talkie. All the toys in the room became silent, even the ones enjoying their tea-party.

"So what'd you get Bonnie, hun?" asked the friend, laughing.

"Well, you'll see in a second, now won't you? She's opening it right now."

"Yeah, but you know how kids are. She may run off with it as soon as she opens it."

Bonnie's mother laughed, as if she knew how her friend's mind was working at that moment. "Oh, Debbie, you don't have to beg. I'll tell you. It's the prettiest thing. I found it at a sweet little thrift store downtown, you know, the same place we bought that Shakespeare bust for your husband…"

"Oh yeah, that's a great place. But what…"

"Bonnie, sweetie, do you need help opening it? I can grab some scissors."

Even dimmer, the little girl's voice filtered into the room: "No, Mommy, I got it."

"Okay, honey." Another laugh from the young mother. "It'll take her five minutes to open it."

"But what is it?" asked Debbie, sounding like she was in pain.

"Shh. If you really can't wait the five minutes…it's a porcelain Bo Peep lamp, with a detachable Bo Peep doll and sheep and everything."

"Wow, she'll love that."

Curiosity satisfied, the tea-partiers went back to their little meal, but the silence on the bed continued, long and expansive.

Woody, who'd been holding up the walkie-talkie, let his arms go limp and the plastic communicator rolled onto the mattress. His mouth was hanging open.

"Did you get that, Sheriff? A Bo Peep lamp. Or, a Bo Peep doll, I suppose it would be." The Madame Alexander doll prattled on for a moment, and the sound of the party continued in the background, but none of Andy's toys really listened. All eyes were on the sheriff.

Buzz was the first to speak up. He put a hand on Woody's shoulder. "Woody? You in there, partner?"

Jessie wrung her hands. "Woody," she mumbled in concern. No, no, no. They all remembered how Woody had reacted when Andy's mom first sold Bo, how he'd laid in a single corner of the toy box for months, hardly ever moving. If this was some random Bo Peep lamp, some doll that would only look like Woody's Bo but would be nothing like her…golly, this could end badly.

To the entire group's surprise, Woody laughed, if albeit a bit shakily. "Well, it's probably just a coincidence. Yeah, that's it. Bo's probably been at some other little girl's house for ages now. No way she's been sitting in a thrift store all this time."

With that he told the Madame her mission was over and then clicked off the walkie-talkie. "Let's go practice our table manners," he joked, looking pointedly at Rex, before sliding off the bed to join the tea-party.

Bonnie stayed in the living room the entire rest of the day, playing with her new toys until long after her friends had gone home. Eventually she fell asleep, and her mother had to carry her into her bedroom, carefully removing the toys that were already on her bed and placing them on the floor. Then, having deposited her little daughter, she returned to the living room and brought in the girl's new gifts. A Kelly doll, a plush Pikachu, a few board games…and of course the beautiful Bo Peep lamp. She placed these all on the floor beside the toys she'd removed from the bed, and then left to go to her own bed. Goodness knows birthday parties wore a woman out.

As soon as the woman was gone, the toys all came to life, eager to greet the newcomers. Andy's toys held a little back, watching the Bo Peep doll as she gingerly stepped off of her platform. Not even noticing them in the corner where they stood, she accepted the warmth offered by Bonnie's toys, smiling and responding kindly to everything they said, though she sounded a little weary.

But when she did happen to look in that particular direction, she gasped and nearly dropped her staff.

And Andy's toys were undone. The recognition in her porcelain blue eyes was as conspicuous as the sun, not to be missed.

In that moment, their family became just a little more complete.

As did their sheriff.

(A/N)

Well, as soon as this didn't happen in the credits, I knew I'd have to write it down, even if a million people also did.

It broke my heart when they mentioned that Bo Peep had been sold, especially Woody's face when they said it. God I wanted to cry. So, of course, I made up a little scenerio where THE HEARTBREAK WOULD CEASE.

XD

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Miyazaki A2