The Repair Job [closed]

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"Oh no," Woody said, feeling around the vicinity of his neck to see what'd popped there as Kaylee spirited him away. He couldn't tell how many stitches it was, but there was some fluff sticking out. Had the fabric ripped or was it just a popped seam?

"How bad is it? Is it bad?"

The doll was still trembling a little, after nearly having his head torn off. How he could tremble without muscles, who knew, but he could.

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"I think she does too. Couldn't have ever asked for a better ship, let me tell ya."

Buzz is a name she hasn't heard before, though, not applied to anyone here.

"He another toy?"

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"Only my best pal," Woody said cheerfully. "He's a space toy, an action figure. Buzz used to think he was a real space ranger around the beginning. Between my jealousy and his space ranger delusions that was a fun few days, until we both snapped out of it."

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"Seems a lot of good friendships come out of first misunderstandin's. My crew's the same way, back home. Don't always get along, especially at first, but they're close as family now." And then she grins. "But a space toy? Bet he'd be right in Heaven around here."