Do you write for toy story?
You'll have a family in me
A/N: Hello! This is my first ever request so I hope you all like it especially @anyadouc44, I hope you like it! Anyways,I'll leave you all ro read. Thanks.
Andy x Fem!Reader
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You were 7 when the new boy moved into your neighborhood. He seemed shy at first and only played with his toys, either in his room (whose window overlooked yours) or in his backyard. Although he played alone or occasionally with his sister, you always saw him with his toys.
One day, you plucked up the courage to approach him while he was playing.
"Hi! You're new to the neighborhood, aren't you?" you asked as you peeked around the other side of your patio fence.
Andy raised his head and immediately became nervous when he saw you. He wasn't good with girls from his old school, so talking to one made him nervous.
"Y-yeah... I'm Andy..." he introduced himself.
"Andy... Well, I'm (Name)," you introduced yourself.
"(Name)..." he looked at you as if he'd never seen a girl before.
Then, when he noticed you staring, he looked away.
"H-hey... Would you like to... play?" he asked, still shy.
You smiled at his shyness.
"Sure!" Without thinking twice, you approached him so you could play together.
Later, you discovered that Andy was going to attend the same school as you, so you started spending a lot more time together. Little by little, you both started spending more time at each other's houses, but no matter the location, he always brought at least one of his toys to play with you, which were usually Buzz or Woody.
Now 10 years old, you were both playing in Andy's yard when your parents called you for dinner. Being kind and knowing that Andy loved his toys, you helped him carry them back to his room. As usual, you put his toys back in his chest except for Woody and Buzz, which were his favorites. When you closed the door to his room to follow him downstairs, however, before going after him, you heard a noise inside his room. Quietly, you opened the door and peeped from inside to verify what those noises were.
What you saw inside paralyzed you.
"Ugh... I'm getting too old for this," Ham complained as he tried to get out of the toy box with the others.
"Okay, okay, they're just kids," Woody said, helping him stand up.
"And we're Andy's toys, and we should be there for him," Buzz encouraged Woody.
"Yeah, and that girl (Name) has some really good toys, too," Jessie said.
"Oh yeah!" Rex said happily. "She put this skirt on me and said it made my eyes pop!"
"You see, Ham? Besides, they take good care of uuUSS!" Jessie was on top of the bed so she could be with Buzz and Woody, but she slipped on the sheets as she tried to get up.
Immediately, seeing that Jessie was about to fall, you reached over to pick her up so she wouldn't hit herself. She fell into your hand and turned to see who was holding her.
A collective gasp could be heard when she saw you there.
"Y-you're... Y-you're alive..." You said, surprised, looking at Jessie.
"Uh... Hi, cowgirl!" Woody greeted you from the bed.
"God..." you said, still not believing they were alive.
"Please don't tell Andy about this," Woody asked you.
"And try to forget about it too," Buzz suggested with a nervous smile.
"I uh..." Then you heard Andy shouting your name for you to come down.
You gently put Jessie on the bed and then turned to look at them.
"O-okay... I won't give Andy anything," you promised.
"Thanks," Woody said sincerely.
You smiled at them and left, closing the door.
The next few days were a bit strange playing with the toys, but over time, you got used to it. From this experience on, you started treating the toys more kindly than usual, to the point that Andy teased you about it while you just rolled your eyes.
Over the years, the toys watched you both grow up and fall in love with each other (so much so that it helped you both become a couple, and to this day, they take credit for it. You can only roll your eyes and laugh). In your sophomore year of high school, Andy finally asked you to be his girlfriend, and you gladly accepted.
Now you were both ready for college, which meant that your childhood was over and the doors of adulthood were now open for both of you.
"I'm organized. In my own way," he just laughed.
"Have you seen my phone?" Andy asked you as he searched for it.
"No. Not really," you admitted. "Do you want me to call you?"
"Yes, please," he said as he continued searching.
You grabbed your phone and dialed Andy's number. His phone started ringing and was apparently in the toy box.
'So this was their idea,' you thought as you heard Andy's ringtone coming from.
Andy walked over to the toy box and opened it. From there, he pulled out Rex, who was holding the phone. He snatched the phone from Rex's hand and then turned it off.
"Hey! Be more careful with him," you said as you went over to kneel beside him.
"After all these years, you still care about these old toys?" He mocked you.
"Ha. Ha. Of course. After all, these toys brought us together," you pointed out.
Andy rolled his eyes and then put his cell phone in his pants pocket.
"This had to be Molly's idea," Andy said, a little annoyed. "I've told her a thousand times not to touch my things."
"Stop blaming your sister for your clumsiness." Now it was your turn to make fun of him.
"Whatever," he rolled his eyes but smiled at you. "Come on, my mom wants you to go try something she made."
"Sure," you giggled.
Andy closed the toy box and stood up, helping you to your feet. Holding hands, you both left the room, but not before closing the door and seeing the disappointed faces of the toys.
"So tell me, have you thought about doing anything with those toys?" you asked him as you walked to the kitchen.
"I honestly haven't given it much thought," he admitted.
"Well, you should. They're good toys," you told him as you walked into the kitchen.
"(Name)! It's great that you're here!" Andy's mother greeted you with a warm hug.
"Hello, ma'am," you greeted her with the same warmth.
"So, tell me, have you already organized your things for college?" She asked as she leaned against the kitchen counter.
"Everything's ready, otherwise I would have driven my mom crazy." You giggled as you stood next to Andy and he put an arm around your waist.
"That's great! As you can see, my son here hasn't packed anything yet," his mother mocked him.
"Hey! I already have some things packed," Andy said with mock offense.
"Yeah, if it weren't for (Name), you'd still be sitting at your desk doing nothing." His mother crossed her arms.
"But no more delay. Since you're active, you have to decide what's trash and what goes in the attic."
"But Mom," Andy said exasperatedly. "We're leaving on Friday."
"And the garbage comes today, so here." She gave him a box that said "university" and garbage bags.
Andy sighed but listened to his mom and grabbed the things.
"And (Name), be a sweetheart and please make sure he does it right," his mother urged.
"Understood," you said, giving her a military salute and following Andy back to his room.
"You know I can hear you, right?" Andy called out from the hallway, making both of you laugh.
"Stop being such a sourpuss," you said with a slight mocking tone.
"I'm not sour," he defended himself.
"Of course- Hi Molly!" you greeted the little pubescent girl.
"Hi (Name)!" she greeted you excitedly, then turned to look at Andy. "Can I borrow your laptop?"
"I already told you no," Andy growled as the three of you entered her room.
"But remember, in a few days your room will be mine," Molly said mockingly.
"Can you get out of my room?" Andy asked as he placed the box and bags on his bed.
Meanwhile, Molly approached the toy box and asked Andy, "Why do you still have your old toys?"
"Molly, I told you to get out of my room," Andy growled again, which made you laugh.
"Three days and it'll be mine!" she sang as she left Andy's room.
"I don't know how you handle him (Name)," the little girl told you.
"Sometimes I don't even know," you said from your place, leaning against the wall, watching the little conflict between the siblings.
"Molly, don't you dare think you're also safe," her mother told her from the stairs.
"You have lots of toys, and you could donate some of them to children at the nursery."
"And you, Andy," his mother entered his room again.
"Decide what you want to do with those toys. You can donate them to Sunnyside, too," his mother suggested.
Andy seemed a little put off by the choice.
"No, Mom," he said quickly.
"Or you could also sell them," he suggested again.
"No, Mom. Who's going to want these old toys? They're junk."
That surprised you, so you decided to intervene.
"They're not junk. Don't you remember all the adventures we used to have with them?"
Andy just rolled his eyes.
"Well, you have until Friday to decide. Otherwise, I'll throw out everything that isn't packed for college or the attic," she said, then left his room.
"Whatever you say, Mom." Andy sighed as he ran a hand over his face.
Andy sat down in his chair, and you smiled at his tired state. You walked up behind him and hugged his shoulders.
"Bitter," you whispered in his ear, making him laugh.
"Shut up," he said with a smile.
"Do you think you can help me put these books in a box? They're for the attic," Andy asked you as he kissed your arm.
"Sure," you kissed him on the cheek and pulled away from him.
"I'll get a box," you said, then left the room in search of a box.
Andy walked over to the toy box and opened it. He grabbed Mr. Potato Head and said through his teeth, "I don't know why she insists on taking care of them."
Andy looked at the door and got up from his chair. He walked over to his bed and grabbed a black trash bag and started putting all the toys in it until only Buzz and Woody were left. After a moment of decision, Andy put Woody in the university box while he put Buzz in the black bag with the others. He closed the bag and headed for the attic.
Meanwhile, you were walking back to Andy's house with a cardboard box in your hands that you got from your house.
"Oh, I see you two are finally getting along," you teased him when you saw him helping Molly with the donation box.
"Ha. Ha," Andy said sarcastically.
"Hey, where's your mom going?" you asked Andy when you saw his mother leaving in her car.
"Oh, she's going to Sunnyside to donate Molly's toys," Andy explained.
"Oh, right. I'll pick up your books," you said as you walked in. But before you left, Andy grabbed you by the waist and kissed you, then let you go.
"Eww," you heard Molly say, then went back inside.
You walked into Andy's room and closed the door behind you.
"Psst... Woody..." you called as you approached Andy's college locker but didn't find anything.
"What the...?" You searched the entire room and couldn't find Woody or any other toys.
You were looking under the bed when Andy walked in.
"Hey... What are you doing?" he asked, making you stand up quickly.
"Nothing! I was just looking for Woody," you said with an embarrassed smile.
Andy laughed lightly and helped you stand up.
"Why are you looking for him? I left him in the..." Andy looked around and couldn't find his cowboy.
"Box... I swear, sometimes it seems like those toys are alive"
"So what did you do with the others?" you asked.
"I put them in a bag to take them to the attic." He looked back at the place where he had left the bag, but it was gone.
"Hey... where's the bag?" He asked you.
"Bag? There wasn't a bag when I got back," you said.
"What? Well, maybe Mom already brought it up to the attic," Andy guessed.
"Oh yeah, right," you nodded, but you weren't sure.
The next morning, you were resting peacefully in your bed when your cell phone started ringing. Somewhat clumsily, you picked it up and answered it.
"Hello?" you said sleepily.
"Hello, (Name)?" Woody said from the other end of the phone.
"W-Woody? Is everything okay?" That made you get out of bed.
"No. Nothing's okay."
Woody told you everything that happened and everything the other toys had told him about Sunnyside, the place where his toy friends were at the time.
"It can't be... Andy thinks his mom took them up to the attic," you told Woody.
"That's what I told them, but they didn't listen." Woody sighed.
"I can't leave them there."
"Neither can I," you told the cowboy.
"That's why I called you. I have a plan and I need you to help me with it."
"Okay, but where the heck are you?" You asked the cowboy.
"I'm in Sunnyside, but don't worry, I know what to do."
"Fine. What should I do, Sheriff?"
All day Andy had been lamenting over his toys, thinking they were lost, so you had been comforting him. You were both in his bed, with him lying on top of you.
"Come on, my love..." you murmured in his ear.
"I know I said they were trash, but... It's not true..." Andy murmured.
"I know, my love." You kissed his temple. "You'll see, you'll find them."
"How are you sure of that?" He turned to look at you.
"Because like you said, they seem to have a life of their own. They always come back to you."
Andy smiled and softly kissed your lips.
"Yeah. I hope you're right."
That same night, Woody's plan was about to begin. Your job was simple in his eyes, but complicated for you. You had to enter Sunnyside, where the trash cans were. You honestly thought it would be simple: get in, get the toys, and return home, but you didn't consider that there would be security around the school.
For several minutes, you searched for an entrance without being noticed until you finally found the trash cans. You carefully walked toward them and saw your friends along with some other toys.
"He abandoned all of you!" you heard a deep voice exclaim.
"That's not true!" Woody exclaimed.
You leaned forward to get a better look and saw a pink teddy bear in front of your friends.
"Tell me something, Cowboy, if you child truly loves you, why would he abandon you? Do you think you're special, cowboy? You're a piece of plastic! You were made to be thrown away!"
"That's not true, bear," you spoke from behind them. "They're not trash, and if it weren't for them, Andy and I wouldn't be a couple."
"What the heck?" Lotso said, surprised by your appearance.
"(Name)!" Your friends exclaimed upon seeing you.
"Hey guys," you smiled at them. "We've missed you so much."
Lotso glared at you, but a wicked smile soon appeared on his face.
"It doesn't matter if you're here. I'm sure they don't want you to get caught on private property," the bear said as he leaned forward to see the approaching garbage truck.
"Damn..." You muttered under your breath.
"How about you come back with me to the Sunnyside family?" Lotso proposed. "That way you won't rot in the garbage and your friend won't have any serious consequences."
"That's not a family! It's a prison!" "I'd rather rot in the trash than go back!" Jessie exclaimed.
"Fine, whatever!" the purple octopus began to push them toward the trash can.
"NO!" You walked over to try to grab them, but you were terrified of someone seeing you.
Out of nowhere, a half-naked Ken appeared.
"What the...?" you said when you saw him, but you had to duck down to avoid being seen.
"Stop! Lotso, please don't do that!" Ken begged the bear.
"Please, Ken! She's not the only Barbie, Ken!" "There are 100 million just like her!" the bear yelled at her.
"No, there's no one like her to me," Ken said, smiling at Barbie.
"Aww..." you said, hearing his words.
It would be cute if this weren't such a dangerous situation.
"Well, then join her!" Lotso exclaimed, throwing him towards them, causing Ken to almost fall into the dumpster, but you quickly caught him so he wouldn't fall in, even though you were about to. The other toys helped him up so you could regain your balance.
Barbie hugged Ken and he stood up.
"Sunnyside could be a cool place, but it was Lotso who turned this place into a prison!" the doll exclaimed.
Lotso just smiled evilly.
"Does anyone agree with Ken?" he asked, but no one answered.
"I wasn't the one who replaced them!" Lotso exclaimed. "It was their boy! All the kids are going to replace us!"
"What? Don't you remember Daisy?" Woody asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Lotso said.
"Yes, Daisy. Your little girl."
"She replaced us!"
"No, she lost them and only replaced you! She gave him the love a child can give a toy, and you lied to Big Baby!" Woody threw Daisy's charm at him, and Big Baby looked sad.
"Mom..."
"What?! You want your mommy back?! Stop acting like a baby!" Lotso yelled at the baby, destroying the charm, making Big Baby cry.
"Push them all!" Lotso ordered the purple octopus.
"NO!" You yelled for your friends, and without thinking twice, you reached out to try to pick them up, but the distance was significant.
"This is what happens when fools want to think!" He hit Big Baby with his cane.
"WE'RE ALL TRASH! THOSE ARE TOYS!" Lotso couldn't continue his evil dialogue, because Big Baby picked him up and threw him into the trash can, then closed the lid.
"He's gone...!" Rex exclaimed.
"Scary...!" said Mr. Potato Head.
With the lid closed, you could finally get closer to your friends.
"Hey guys! What a night, huh?" You laughed out of nervousness.
"You have no idea," Woody smiled at you. "Despite your age, you're still an excellent cowgirl."
"Thanks, the best one taught me," you winked at Woody.
Behind you, you heard someone sticking out their tongue. It was Big Baby, sticking his tongue out at Lotso.
"Aw...." you said, dying of tenderness. "Aren't you a little cutie?" You stroked his cheek, and he laughed happily.
"Okay, there isn't much time," you said as the garbage truck got closer.
"Just come with me," you said to your friends. But on the way, one of the green aliens got stuck in the slot of the dumpster.
"Oh, I can't believe it!" Woody exclaimed as he approached him since you had your hands full with the others.
However, as Woody lifted the lid of the dumpster, Lotso reached out and grabbed the cowboy's foot.
"Woody!" Jessie and you exclaimed simultaneously.
You left the toys next to a wall so you could go get Woody. You opened the dumpster, but it was too deep for you to fall in too. Before anyone else could do anything, the garbage truck arrived and took the dumpster.
"Come on! Get in!" Jessie exclaimed to the others to get on the dumpster to help their friends, but this only caused everyone to fall into the truck.
"Is everyone okay?!" Woody shouted to his friends, and some responded.
"(Name)?!" They shouted for you.
"I'm fine," you told them while you were cleaning up trash.
"Okay, everyone go with Buzz!" Woody ordered his friends. "(Name), stay on the edge! They can hurt you more than us."
You nodded, but before you could do anything, more trash started falling in.
"Damn!" You exclaimed.
You grabbed your phone and dialed your boyfriend's number. After a few minutes, he answered.
"My love?" he asked sleepily.
"Andy! I need your help!" you shouted to make sure you woke him up.
"H-help?" You heard the bed sheets rustling. "(Name), what's going on? Where are you?"
"Go to the dumpster!"
"What? Why?" he asked, alarmed.
"Just do it!" you said after hanging up.
When you hung up, you put your phone in your pocket to look for your friends. You found them dragging Buzz out from under a television. You quickly approached them.
"What happened?!" you asked, alarmed.
"A television fell on him while he was trying to save me!" Jessie explained.
Out of nowhere, Buzz started moving his head as if rebooting and looked around, confused.
"It wasn't me, was it?" was the first thing Buzz said when he smelled the disgusting environment they were in.
Everyone sighed in relief and overjoyed to see their space friend safe and sound.
"(Name)? Woody?" he said, surprised to see them there.
"Hello, astronaut," you gave him a military salute.
"Welcome back, friend," Woody greeted him.
"Tell me, where is this?" Buzz asked.
"A truck on the way to the dumpster!" Rex replied.
Upon arriving at the dumpster, everyone was dumped in the garbage. It wasn't that hard for you to locate you, but it was going to be hard to spot the others.
"Guys!" you shouted for your friends. "Are you okay?!"
You heard murmurs and coughs, which was good enough for a yes.
"The claw!" the aliens exclaimed as they ran excitedly toward the garbage crane.
"Don't go! Wait!" You exclaimed with Woody trying to stop them but because of the fall, one of your sides was hurt.
Suddenly, some trucks started pushing garbage onto an electric conveyor belt that was carrying it to the incinerator. Fortunately, you were able to avoid it, but your friends weren't, causing them to fall onto the belt.
"No," you exclaimed as you watched your friends fall, but you weren't going to leave them there.
You took out your phone and texted Andy, saying only, "Incinerator."
After sending that text, you ran toward the incinerator to try to locate your friends as quickly as possible.
You found one of the entrances and finally entered the incinerator.
"It can't be..." you muttered as you saw the huge fire in the center.
"Guys!" you shouted for your friends. In the distance, you could see something moving; it was them.
You went down to the garbage dump, and the first thing that happened was that you got burned, since many of the materials burned when heated. But you didn't care and continued walking toward them.
"Guys!" you called again once you were closer, now turning to look at them.
"(Name)!" They all exclaimed when they saw you.
"Is everyone okay?" you asked.
"Yes! But what are you doing here?! It's too dangerous for you!" Woody scolded.
"I'm fine," you giggled. "It's just some burns, nothing serious."
"It's not like that, (Name)..." Buzz was about to scold you, but you interrupted him.
"Just come here." You opened your arms for them to approach you. Little by little, they all approached you and hugged you, and you hugged them, preparing for an imminent impact.
Out of nowhere, a white light appeared above you. Everyone looked up and saw a claw come down to grab them. Everyone was confused, but the claw positioned them in front of the person controlling the crane.
"Andy!" You said, relieved to see your boyfriend, who was accompanied by three green aliens.
"You have a lot to explain, (Name)," he said, then looked at his toys. "And you guys too."
Andy released them onto solid ground where they could see the sun.
"Oh my God..." You lay down, not caring that you were surrounded by trash.
"(Name)!" You heard someone call your name and sat up when you saw it was Andy.
"Andy!" You tried to get up, but the pain prevented you. Immediately, Andy approached you and carried you bridal style so you wouldn't have to walk.
"Hey... Everything's okay..." he murmured against your hair.
The last thing you remember before everything went black was Andy saying sweet nothings in your ear.
When you woke up, everything was bright and no longer smelled bad; on the contrary, it smelled of chlorine and disinfectants.
"Ugh..." you groaned as you tried to sit up.
"No, no, cowgirl. You need to lie down," a voice next to you said. It was Jessie.
"Jessie?" On the nightstand were Rex, Ham, Mr. Potato Head, the aliens, Stinky, and Bullseye.
"Guys... What happened?" you asked.
"You fainted when Andy ran to see you at the dumpster," Mrs. Potato Head told you.
"Yeah! He brought you here," Stinky added.
"Andy... And where is he?" you asked.
"I'm here," Andy said as he entered your hospital room.
Buzz and Woody came out from under his jacket and joined the others.
"So there they were," you laughed softly at the sight of the two friends.
"They all wanted to come with me so I could buy you something from the cafeteria," Andy said as he sat down in a chair next to your bed.
In the end, they decided it was best for the two of them to come with me, but that's not important."
You sighed. You knew it was your turn to be scolded.
"I know..." you sighed.
"What the hell were you thinking? How could you risk your life like that?" Andy asked seriously.
"I had to..." you tried to explain, but he interrupted you.
"You could have just told me!"
"I know! But would you believe me if I told you we had to save your toys from a kindergarten?"
"No, but..." Andy sighed and leaned back in his chair. "You almost died. Look at how you looked."
"It's just burns and wounds." "Nothing serious," you assured him, but he glared at you.
"Andy," you took his hand. "I'm fine," you assured him.
He squeezed your hand and brought your knuckles to his lips to kiss them.
"Don't do it again."
"I don't make promises," you said with a smile.
"(Name)..."
"Okay, okay. I'm not going to do it again."
"And you guys," Andy turned to look at him. "I should apologize to everyone."
"No need, cowboy," Woody assured him.
"Yeah, everything's okay! We made mistakes too," Buzz told him.
"Even so, I never should have called you trash or put you in trash bags. Please forgive me."
Everyone climbed on top of Andy to hug him, and he hugged them back as best he could.
"Now, are you ready to go to college with us?" Andy asked, and everyone's eyes lit up.
Yeah, it was more than certain that this was the family you wanted to be with.
Hello! I hope everyone liked this one-shot! It was my first ever one-shot and to be honest I'm proud of it! But still i hope @anyadouc44 liked this as well! And have to thank her as this was a beautiful challenge for me and a nice walk across memory lane as Toy Story was one of my favorite movies growing up! Anyway, thank you so so much and I'll see you in the next one!
XOXO
-Izadi <3
