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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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TIME FOR PAIN

[yodelling]

[Jessie has been existing in a constant state of fretting, waiting for Buzz to come back. It's not the first time, she has human friends here who have died- she's had to wait for the process before. But it's not the same when it's one of their own. They're usually so resilient.

And Buzz died anyway. The week without him was worse than anything she can think of. Worse than the terror bird, worse than the Titanic, worse even than losing Woody, than losing Emily. It made her realise she couldn't be without him. She couldn't bear it.

So when she hears him yell, she's already racing across the house to find him, gathering his little spaceboy self in a surprisingly gentle hug. ]

I thought you weren't coming back.

[mrsnesbitt]

[he appreciates the gentleness, because somehow his plastic feels like it's on fire as well as freezing. it feels terrible, and he hates the idea of one of jessie's hugs feeling bad instead of a comfort.

so buzz does what he does best; he forces himself past the terrible physical feeling and focuses on what's important to him: the emotional feeling. he hugs her back, though it's a little weak.]

Nothing would stop me, [even though he knows it wasn't really... you know, optional.] Sorry for making you wait.

[yodelling]

That's not your fault.

[She's pretty firm on that. This is all this horrible, awful town, and she's just so very, very tired of it. She gives him a gentle squeeze then steps back a little, her hands remaining on his arms.]

How do you feel? I know it makes humans sick.

[Coming back from the dead. But she can't voice that part.]

[mrsnesbitt]

I know. [he just, ya know, still feels bad about it.] I feel... sick. Really sick.

[he grimaces.]

It's a new feeling.

[yodelling]

Is there anything I can do to help? It's... I guess if you were a person I'd offer you water but I guess that won't work.

[Toys aren't supposed to get sick, thanks a lot, Sodder.]

Uhhhh- how about new batteries? Would they help?

[mrsnesbitt]

...I have no idea, at this point. We shouldn't even be physically capable of illness.

[and yet, here he is, feeling like barfing.]

I-- It couldn't hurt to try?

[yodelling]

We shouldn't, but I don't reckon Deerington much cares about that, do you?

[She nods, patting his arm.]

Okay, you sit tight. I'm gonna go raid the kitchen, I'll be right back.

[mrsnesbitt]

As we've well established, [he says with a light sigh. no, he realises that expecting thngs to work the way they should was not a clever thing to do.

and at that, he nods and flops backwards onto his ass, already tired of standing.]

[yodelling]

[She'll leave him to it, heading down to the kitchen with some hasty (and slightly panicked) parkouring to grab some batters and a screwdriver. It's a little longer getting back up, with the items in her arms, but sure enough, soon she returns, looking no less worried.]

Okay, I've got the stuff. You ready?

[Because she knows changing his batteries is always a daunting task for him- for how easy it is for him to lose himself. Neither of them wants that looming over them if they can help it. ]