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Offical Woody Complaint Box
On (INSERT DATE) Woody said (INSERT COMMENT) to (ME/MY FRIEND/SOMEONE ELSE) due to (LEAD UP TO INCIDENT) and he made me feel (BRIEF DESCRIPTION). I strongly suggest that he (INSERT PUNISHMENT) until he (POSSIBLE REPARATIONS).

FROM: SUBJECT: BUZZ Jessie, I think we should talk about Peter. BUZZ I think I'm ready. LARXENE Soooooooooo... ALICE Jessie, hi. It's Alice. MAUL I am not good at this sort of thing WILL if i tell people about it, it'll freak them out CHLOE hey it's chloe BUZZ There's a deer come to visit in the garden VENKMAN Strings BUZZ Found my Fluid MAMI A gift BUZZ doggopic.jpeg FERN dude! you and Buzz are dating? that's great BUZZ So...Woody asked me about what we were hiding from him. BUZZ Sorry. I'll be okay. BUZZ --Rex would be a real dinosaur?! THE DOCTOR Hello, this is The Doctor. Is this Jesse?

TO: SUBJECT: BUZZ Hey howdy hey RUBY Oh my god I found lemonade in the toaster this morning. SANA Howdy there. I um... wanted to apologise for when you last saw me VENKMAN I gotta keep this short because... VENKMAN Hey-howdy-hey. This is your afternoon check-up call... BUZZ I still don't know why we all go so many presents anyway. WOODY Hey. You around? To talk, I mean? BUZZ Mami fucking died

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[yodelling]

[Jessie shakes her head softly, he sees that look and knows what it means. More to the point, she is worried about him, an awful lot. And that worry is helping her deflect her own brand of awful.]

I'm gonna worry regardless. I read your text messages. I know this hurt you, so do me a favour and don't pretend it didn't.

[The pot calling the kettle black maybe, but she's sticking to it. ]

[mrsnesbitt]

[he grimaces a little when she mentions the text messages. buzz doesn't entirely regret sending them; he meant it when he said he did it to stop himself losing his mind from the... you know, trauma, guilt, fear, grief. all those fun emotions.]

I won't, and I'm not. It's something I can deal with, Jessie. It wasn't your fault you changed-- I don't want to add to your stress.

I'm just worried about you, that's all.

[yodelling]

[She understands those emotions only too well, and the need to expunge them. Maybe not for this paricular problem, but she's usually a pretty solid advocate for sharing your feelings. ]

I'll be-

[She hesitates, stops in her walk- because it's one thing to bury this deep and another altogether to flat out lie to him. She's not fine, she's not going to be fine. ]

...I just need a little time, is all. But I need you to look after yourself. Because I really do love you, and I don't want to see you hurting.

[Even if there's nothing she can really do about that.]

[mrsnesbitt]

I will. I promise. We can look out for each other by looking out for ourselves, huh?

[he takes her hand gently as they make their way down the street. towards a place that... should be safe.]

Take as long as you need. Don't think you need to rush through this.

[yodelling]

...Okay. Yeah. Of course.

[She gives his hand a 'lil reassuring squeeze. ]

Thanks, I'll be on my feet before you know it. Just need some time to get my head back into place. Is everyone at the house okay?

[mrsnesbitt]

Don't rush it, [he says again.] it... if you can't get back on your feet after this or if you need all our help, then... that's fine. I know the ideal is that it would never have happened, but...

[he bites his lower lip, trailing off awkwardly.]

They're okay. I didn't tell them what happened. [he couldn't, as selfish as it makes him feel.] I can talk to them later, you don't have to be the one to do it. Sorry.

[yodelling]

I know, I know. Baby steps. I'll... have to work on it.

[She says that like she doesn't tackle everything head on all the damn time anyway. But this once... this once she might actually take this slower. It's an awful lot to process. She never thought she would top her trauma from being in the box. Now she has, she's not sure what she's supposed to do with it.

A tenseness eases from her shoulders at his answer. Good. Good.]

Thank you. I... I don't like keeping anything from them, but- [Jessie's prided herself on her honesty but this is a lot] I don't want to upset them.

[mrsnesbitt]

Yeah. I didn't think you'd want them to know, when it was avoidable.

[as much as part of it as buzz being literally unable to talk about what happened, he does like to think he knows jessie very well at this point. her not wanting them to know was something he figured from the start. he doesn't think it was right to not tell them, but he also knows it's not his call to make.]

It's not something you need to work out right now. If you need space, I can tell them. If they ask why, I'll say because you just do right now.

[yodelling]

It would have been a lot of them to handle.

[It's a lot for HIM to handle, a lot for her to handle. It's just a whole lot of...everything. She offers him a tired smile.]

...Thanks. I'd appreciated it if you did. [Again.] I just... I need to work through it in my own head.

[mrsnesbitt]

Maybe, but... remember. They have each other, and we have them.

[it's a lot for any one of them to handle, but together...? maybe it would be a little more palatable.]

I'll only mention it if it comes up. If you need to redirect them to me, feel free. I don't mind at all, as long as you're comfortable with me speaking on your behalf.

[yodelling]

Yeah, I know. We've got this.

[She sounds way less convincing than she wants to be.]

Of course, I am. I trust you, Buzz. [That, at least, is completely and utterly honest.] I know you'll be able to tell them, even if I can't figure out the right words for it.

[mrsnesbitt]

Can only really take it as it comes, can't we? I just-- want to make sure I don't make it worse by trying to help.

[he knows how that goes. hell, it's not like he managed to work out how to help her through her panic attacks without a few slip-ups. it's not easy when even jessie doesn't know what she needs to help-- not that any of them hold it against each other. toys are understanding of each other's traumas like that.]

...Bullseye will be happy to see you when we get back. It'll probably be nice to get that blanket around you and sit with him for a little while.

[yodelling]

You won't. I promise. You never do.

[Not even when he used the salts on her. All he's ever done his is goddamn best for her and she appreciates that more than she can ever put into words. She brightens a little at the mention of the horse.]

Bullseye. It feels like I haven't seen him in an age. And that... that sound real nice.

[She can just peace out for a 'lil while.]

[mrsnesbitt]

He's doing alright. [as much as he can be goes unsaid. buzz doesn't quite agree with the sentiment that he doesn't ever do anything wrong-- he knows a chunk of it is her not making him want to feel bad. he doesn't think the salts were a good idea and never will, no matter how much she affirms otherwise.

but... like jessie, buzz has no interest in upsetting her with feelings he can cope with himself. they have enough to deal with, right now. this isn't exactly like home where they can afford to talk through everything. somethings just... need to be left to the wind, he thinks. especially now, when she's been through something so terrible! their focus must remain topical and resolute, no matter how much it hurts!

when they get to the door step of their own home, buzz stops her before helping her up the step. you know what this has earned? a little kiss on the forehead. he has to get up on tippy toes to do it, but she gets a gentle little smooch as he holds both her hands for balance.]

I'll let you field his excitement while I go get your things. Do you want to stay downstairs for a little while or go right up?

[yodelling]

[Jessie usually prefers to be able to talk it out. She likes to get stuff off her chest. But by the time they have the chance to breathe and do that, the next thing is glaring down their necks. It really is a case of leaving things to the wind. It's probably the only way they're really going to survive this place in one piece.

The little forehead kiss is very appreciated, tippy-toe standing and all. She gives his hand a lil' squeeze ]

I'll stick downstairs for a 'lil while. Get myself settled first.