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Chapter Six: The final hours

Sid started to look for something to blow up. I'm sorry, what?! He started looking for Woody but he had suddenly disappeared with Buzz. That's when he suddenly stepped on me. He picked me up and had an idea. He put me on his workbench while commenting that he always wanted to send a woman to the moon. I didn't like the sound of that. Sid took come tape and strapped me to a rocket! No! I am not being blown up!

I'm just happy it was storming outside so I couldn't get blown up. But Sid still planned to do it tomorrow. I'm not getting out of this one. Sid set his alarm clock for tomorrow. After dinner, Sid fell asleep in his clothes and just stayed that way. And, to be honest, I was willing to accept my fate. I know it doesn't matter but the backstory I was made with just made me feel like I deserved this.

My backstory says that I've deceived so many people, tormented an entire theater, and tricked a chorus boy into believing I was his Angel of Music. In summary, I've done so much wrong. As I said, I know it doesn't matter since I've not actually done any of those things but it's just something that's nagging me in the back of my mind.

At least I'll spend my last few hours with the friends I have. But Woody started nagging Buzz to help him get the crate off of him. While Sid was strapping me to the rocket, he placed a tool chest on the crate he and Buzz were under. But Buzz wouldn't do anything. He just sat there, depressed. 

"Buzz, we can't do this without you. We need your help," Woody told him

"I can't help. I can't help anyone," Buzz said

"Why, sure you can, Buzz. You can get us out of here and then we'll get that rocket off (Y/N), and we'll make a break for Andy's house."

"Andy's house. Sid's house. What's the difference?"

"Oh, Buzz, you've had a big fall. You must not be thinking clearly."

"No, Woody, for the first time I am thinking clearly," Buzz looked at me, "You and Woody were right all along. I'm not a Space Ranger. I'm just a toy. A stupid little insignificant toy."

"Woah hey. Being a toy is a lot better than being a, a Space Ranger," I said

"Yeah, right," Buzz didn't believe me

"No, it is. Look, over in that house is a kid who thinks you are the greatest, and it's not because you're a Space Ranger, pal, it's because you're a toy. You are his toy," Woody told him

"But why would Andy want me?"

"Why would Andy want you?! Look at you! You're a Buzz Lightyear. Any other toy would give up his moving parts just to be you. You've got wings, you glow in the dark, you talk, your helmet does that, that whoosh thing, you are a COOL toy," Woody's voice went low, "As a matter of fact, you're too cool. I mean -- I mean what chance does a toy like me have against a Buzz Lightyear action figure? All I can do is..." Woody pulled his pull-string which made him say one of his lines, "Why would Andy ever want to play with me when he's got you?"

Buzz looked up at Woody in surprise.

"And, (Y/N), you were right to yell at us back at the gas station. You were right. What I tried to do to Buzz is unforgivable and I accept that. I shouldn't have done it. I was just so jealous of Buzz and I wanted to be Andy's favorite again. I see now that there will always be better toys than me. And I'm the one that should be strapped to that rocket."

Out of all the things I expected Woody to say, I didn't expect that. I've only known him for a year, but that statement is still saying a lot. Woody sat away from the two of us. Woody told us to forget about him and go to Andy's house while we still could. I'm not letting him down that easily. I got up, with a bit of struggle from the rocket strapped to my back, and tried to push the toolbox off of the crate.

We have a kid who needs us and I'm not giving up on these boys. I started pushing the toolbox just as I saw the moving van arrive next door. We don't have long. I kept pushing until I finally got the box off. I looked over to see that the toolbox had landed on the two. Okay, that wasn't my idea. Sid's alarm clock then went off, waking him up. I sat back down and froze while the boys did goodness knows what.

Sid almost forgot why he set an alarm when he grabbed me and took me downstairs. Well, this is it. I'm going to get blown up and I can't do anything to stop it. When we got outside, Sid put me down and started preparing the launch pad. I stayed still the entire time. I have no plans on moving. When the launch pad was completed, Sid started looking for some matches. But I saw Woody, Buzz, and the deformed toys scatter around the garden.

I asked for help to get me off this rocket but both of them just froze. What good will that do?! I froze when Sid came back. But the launch was stopped when he noticed Woody and Buzz on the floor. He picked them both up and placed them on the barbecue grill. Sid then came back over to me ready to launch the rocket when Woody's voice box went off. What is going on? Sid went over as Woody's voice box continued to go off. Then Buzz was at it too! You boys better know what you're doing because I'm confused.

"It's busted," Sid said ready to throw the two

"Who are you callin' busted, Buster?!" Woody's voice box asked, stopping Sid, "That's right. I'm talking to YOU, Sid Phillips."

"We don't like being blown up, Sid, or smashed, or ripped apart..." Buzz's voice box said

"W-w-w-we?" Sid stuttered

"That's right. Your toys."

A red doll rose from a sandbox calling Mama. A pick-up truck toy emerged from the sandbox too. Mud-covered soldiers rose from some puddles and began to move towards Sid who back up in fright. I unfroze and watch in amazement. This is quite a scene. The alien who Sid's dog chewed up earlier, appeared from a dog bowl and joined everyone. A fishing rod with legs lowered the baby spider down onto Sid's head, making him scream in terror. Hand-in-the-Box grabs him by the leg, a torso on a skateboard, and Hannah's doll approaches him. Sid was surrounded

"From now on, you must take good care of your toys! Because if you don't, we'll find out, Sid. We toys can see everything," Woody's voice box said

"So play nice," Buzz's normal voice said

Sid screams in horror and runs away, dropping Woody and Buzz. Um, wow! I did not expect that. 

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