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piper90strange things
Jun. 11th, 2020 01:20 am[Woody doesn't like trash cans. One ride in a dumpster (and a near-incineration at the dump) was enough for him.]
[But the upturned wastebasket seems enough to keep Forky pacified, for now. Even though he isn't in the bin, technically, being under it and surrounded by trash is apparently enough to keep the (freaky and alarming) little guy from trying to throw himself away. When Bonnie comes back Woody plans on tipping it back over so Forky's visible, so that Bonnie can take him on the road trip.]
[In the meantime, Woody is making sure the new toy(?)(!) doesn't go anywhere, by sitting on top of the upturned bin to weigh it down. He kicks his legs idly, looking out at the other toys excitedly getting ready for the road trip, gathering all their accessories.]
[Woody's expression, now that no one is currently looking his way, is slightly pensive.]
[He's pretty sure he knows who's going to get chosen.]
[Mostly sure.]
[Kind of sure.]
[...Okay, he's sure who else is probably going to get chosen by Bonnie to go with her. The toy he's not sure will get picked...is him.]
[Maybe it's just a phase, he thinks. Kids are funny like that. Look at Andy's brief obsession with Buzz. Temporary insanity, really, but then the status quo settled into a position where they were close to equal.]
[Close to it, because Woody had still shaken out to be the clear favorite, once the dust had settled. He's the one Andy had chosen to take to college, after all, when he could've chosen them both. Maybe Woody'd just gotten a little spoiled. This is how it is for the non-favorites, right? Phases of not getting played with? Maybe it doesn't mean she's done with him already. Who is he to fuss over it? Getting played with is just not the point of it all.]
[Still, his foot twitches nervously as he kicks his little kicks.]
[She'll take you too, he tells himself. She might not play with you but she'll at least do that.]
[But the upturned wastebasket seems enough to keep Forky pacified, for now. Even though he isn't in the bin, technically, being under it and surrounded by trash is apparently enough to keep the (freaky and alarming) little guy from trying to throw himself away. When Bonnie comes back Woody plans on tipping it back over so Forky's visible, so that Bonnie can take him on the road trip.]
[In the meantime, Woody is making sure the new toy(?)(!) doesn't go anywhere, by sitting on top of the upturned bin to weigh it down. He kicks his legs idly, looking out at the other toys excitedly getting ready for the road trip, gathering all their accessories.]
[Woody's expression, now that no one is currently looking his way, is slightly pensive.]
[He's pretty sure he knows who's going to get chosen.]
[Mostly sure.]
[Kind of sure.]
[...Okay, he's sure who else is probably going to get chosen by Bonnie to go with her. The toy he's not sure will get picked...is him.]
[Maybe it's just a phase, he thinks. Kids are funny like that. Look at Andy's brief obsession with Buzz. Temporary insanity, really, but then the status quo settled into a position where they were close to equal.]
[Close to it, because Woody had still shaken out to be the clear favorite, once the dust had settled. He's the one Andy had chosen to take to college, after all, when he could've chosen them both. Maybe Woody'd just gotten a little spoiled. This is how it is for the non-favorites, right? Phases of not getting played with? Maybe it doesn't mean she's done with him already. Who is he to fuss over it? Getting played with is just not the point of it all.]
[Still, his foot twitches nervously as he kicks his little kicks.]
[She'll take you too, he tells himself. She might not play with you but she'll at least do that.]
