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Toy Story: His HugsBuzz gave great hugs. Of this, Jessie was sure. You wouldn't think that, of course - him being made of plastic and all - but he did. Maybe it was the way he was shaped. Or maybe it was the fact that she herself was made of cloth, making the two different materials mesh together in a perfect sort of way.More Like This
And it wasn't just how he hugged, but when he did so. How he knew the exact moment to show up when Jessie was having a bad day, she didn't know. Maybe he was stalking her. Or maybe he had an intuition that went off the second someone around him was feeling less than okay.
Whatever the case, he was always there - just before Jessie felt as th
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“Psst, Jess! Wake up, Jessie!”
The red head could feel something, or more like someone rubbing her back as she slowly opened her eyes. The image of her husband appeared as the sleep left her eyes and she couldn't help but give him a little smile as he was grinning back at her widely.
“Happy Birthday, Jess!” Buzz leant down and lovingly kissed his wife's forehead and moved some of her hair out of her face.
“Mmm, thanks space boy,” responded Jessie and sleepily pressed her lips to his and slowly sat up. She looked over at the clock and it read 7:30 AM. She yawned and rested her head on Buzz's shoulder.
“So bein' it my birthday and all, how come ya didn't let me sleep in? I know you're a captain, but ya don't have'ta wake ME up for duty,” Jessie joked.
Buzz just chuckled and lifted her face up and kissed her. He rested back against the pillows and brought Jessie down with him and the two sha
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