Slowly, everyone came back to life and walked over to the bed, calling out to Woody. They wanted to know who the new toy was. But Woody emerged from under the bed. What was he doing under there? I asked that and Woody said it was nothing. He just said that obviously Andy was excited and maybe on a sugar rush with all the cake and ice cream and that him being under the bed was just a mistake. Mr. Potato Head pointed out that, that mistake, is currently in his spot on the bed.

So, Woody went up to give this toy a proper welcome. We didn't hear much but whatever we could hear sounded like nonsense. And I thought whatever I said when I first woke up was nonsense. But, being curious, Rex and Slinky went to see what was going on. We got the all-clear to come up and we finally saw this new toy. It looked like a man in a white, green, and purple space suit. I know this will say a lot coming from me who was supposed to be in the 1890s, but he looks very futuristic. 

"I am Buzz Lightyear. I come in peace," the new toy introduced himself

"Oh, I'm so glad you're not a dinosaur," Rex said shaking his hand

"Wh-why, thank you! Now, thank you all for your kind welcome."

"Say, what's that button do?"

"I'II show you."

He presses the button which was his voice box saying 'Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!' Everyone was impressed

"Hey, Woody's got something like that. His is a pull string. Only it's..."

"Only it sounds like a car ran over it," Mr. Potato Head interrupted Slinky

"Oh, yeah, but not like this one. This is a quality sound system. Probably all copper wiring, huh?" Hamm asked Buzz.

"Don't say things like that," I said, "both Monsieur Lightyear and Woody are lucky to have these voice boxes. Meanwhile, you lot don't have any so the kids have to guess what you all sound like."

"So, uh, where you from? Singapore? Hong Kong?" Hamm asked Buzz, ignoring me. 

"Well, no. Actually, I-I'm stationed up in the Gamma Quadrant of Sector 4. As a member of the elite Universe Protection Unit of the Space Ranger Corps, I protect the galaxy from the threat of invasion from the evil Emperor Zurg, sworn enemy of the Galactic Alliance," Buzz said

Well, that explains a lot. As Mr. Potato Head and Rex explained where they were made, Woody went over to Bo to have a small chat. Not that I heard any of it. Slinky was then seen pressing a button on Buzz's arm

"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Please be careful," Buzz warned Slinky, "You don't want to be in the way when my laser goes off."

I'm sorry, what? A laser? 

"Hey, a laser! How come you don't have a laser, Woody?" Mr. Potato Head asked Woody

"It's not a laser! It's a..." Woody almost gave up with everyone, "It's a little light bulb that blinks."

"What's with him?" Hamm asked

"Laser envy," Mr. Potato Head said

"It's a blinking light!" I said siding with Woody on this one.

He's a toy. He's not a miniature human from space! I'd play into it because Buzz is new but the others are really being ridiculous here. 

"All right, that's enough!" Woody said walking in front of Buzz, "Look, we're all very impressed with Andy's new toy."

"Toy?" Buzz asked. Oh, we're in for a ride

"T-O-Y. Toy!"

"Excuse me, but I-I think the word you're searching for is Space Ranger."

"The word I'm searching for I can't say because there are preschool toys present," Woody said gesturing to the other toys

"Inconscient et stupide. You're welcome," I said since the others can't understand me 
(Translation: Oblivious and Stupid)

"What does that mean?" Hamm asked

"You're not supposed to know."

"Gettin' kinda tense, aren't ya, Woody?" Mr. Potato Head asked Woody

"Uh, Mr. Lightyear, uh, now, I'm curious. What does a space ranger actually do?" Rex asked Buzz

"He's not a space ranger!" Woody snapped, "He doesn't fight evil or, or shoot lasers or fly."

Buzz proved him wrong by pressing a red button on his chest and wings popped out

"Oh, impressive wingspan! Very good!" Hamm admired

"Oh, what? What? These are plastic. He can't fly," Woody said

"They are a tellurium-carbonic alloy, and I can fly," Buzz said

"No, you can't."

Buzz sighs, "Yes, I can."

This goes back and forth. 

"I tell you, I could fly around this room with my eyes closed!" Buzz said

"OK, then, Mr. Light Beer, prove it," Woody said

"All right, then, I will. Stand back, everyone!"

Everyone steps back. This ought to be good. And maybe knock some sense into him about being a toy. Buzz stepped onto one of the bed posts. I'm going to guess he closed his eyes before jumping off the post and bouncing off a ball. He lands on a car which rolled down a track, around a loop, and zooms off a jump. Buzz flew up into the air and got caught on a mobile airplane which activates and spins wildly around until he broke free and landed on the bed in front of Woody. I take my comment back about knocking some sense into him. But all of that was pure chance. Buzz opened his eyes and proudly told Woody that he could fly. Oh, goodness. Everyone cheered for Buzz while Bo commented that she had found her moving buddy. Buzz just thanked everyone

"That wasn't flying! That was... falling with style," Woody argued

"I agree," I said

"Man, the dolls must really go for you. Can you teach me that?" Mr. Potato Head asked Buzz

Slinky laughed actually impressed with Buzz

"Oh, shut up!" Woody told him, "You know, in a couple days, everything will be just the way it was. They'll see. They'll see. I'm still Andy's favorite toy."

And the rivalry begins. Woody had no problem with me because I'm just a knock-off Barbie doll. I think. And I just became like all the other toys when it came to playtime. Woody remained the favorite which I couldn't care less about. But now he really has competition. Meanwhile, I'll be on my stand observing.