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what had broken his fall.
    “Reach for the sky!” Woody’s voice box said as he swung around, struggling to free the string.
    At that moment, the receptionist’s daughter, Bonnie, looked up from her game of hopscotch. She saw Woody dangling right in front of her. She glanced around, clearly wondering if he belonged to anyone. But no one else was nearby. Bonnie tugged Woody from the tree. “You’re my favorite deputy!” his voice box said as his string snapped back into place.
    “ Bonnie!” her mother called from the car. She honked the horn.
    “I’m coming!” Bonnie shoved Woody into her backpack and ran to meet her mother.
    “Oh, great!” Woody groaned inside the bag as the car pulled away. Who knew where he was headed now?
    Andy was going to college soon—and if Woody couldn’t find a way home, Andy would leave without him!

B ack in the Caterpillar Room, Bullseye whinnied sadly. Jessie patted him. She knew he missed Woody. “Oh, it’s going to be okay, Bullseye.”
    “Woody’s going to college with Andy,” Buzz added. “It’s what he always wanted.”
    “Oooh!” Hamm said from the windowsill. He was watching the kids on the playground. “They’re lining up out there!”
    “Places, everyone!” Buzz called.
    The bell rang. The toys heard kids yelling and laughing in the hallway. Footsteps pounded toward the door.
    “At last!” Rex shouted, spreading his arms wide. “I’m gonna get played with!” He faced the door. “Come to Papa!”
    Buzz looked around. He noticed that the other Caterpillar Room toys were edging away from the door. They ducked into cubbies and hid behind the furniture.
    Something wasn’t right. Buzz was starting to warn his friend, when the doors flew open, swatting Rex across the room. The toys went limp as a group of toddlers thundered in. Eager hands grabbed Andy’s toys.
    A girl and a boy stretched Slinky much too far. A boy jammed Mrs. Potato Head into a train and smashed it into a wall so all her parts flew off. A little girl used Jessie’s hair as a paintbrush. Another little girl covered Hamm in glue, glitter, and dried macaroni.
    A girl was using Buzz’s head as a hammer until a boy stole the paper crown she was wearing. She screamed and tossed Buzz away. He landed on the windowsill, where he could see across the courtyard into the Butterfly Room.
    It was a completely different world. In the Butterfly Room, the children held Lotso and his friends while the teacher read to them. The kids cuddled the toys lovingly.
    It really was heaven in there. But here—
    A boy’s hand reached up and grabbed Buzz, pulling him back into the fray.

    “There’s a snake in my boot!” Woody’s voice box announced. He was in Bonnie’s room.
    Bonnie pulled his string again. “I’d like to join your posse, boys, but first I’m gonna sing a little song,” said Woody’s voice box.
    Bonnie smiled. “A sheriff!” She set Woody in a chair at a table surrounded by stuffed animals.
    “Move over, Mr. Pricklepants!” Bonnie said, pushing aside a hedgehog in lederhosen. “We have a guest!” Bonnie hopped from foot to foot. “You want some coffee?” She set out some cups and pretended to pour from a pitcher. “It’s good for you, but don’t drink too much or you’ll have to— Be right back!” Bonnie darted out the door.
    As soon as she was gone, Woody looked around. The other toys were still frozen in place. “Pssst! Hey! Hello!” Woody whispered to the white unicorn across from him. “Can you tell me where I am?”
    The hedgehog shushed Woody.
    “The guy’s just asking a question,” the unicorn said.
    “Well, excuse me!” huffed the hedgehog. “I am trying to stay in character!”
    “My name’s Buttercup,” the unicorn told Woody.
    The hedgehog shushed him.
    “I’m Trixie,” put in a plastic triceratops.
    Mr. Pricklepants scowled at her. “Shhh!”
    Trixie shushed him right back.
    Woody waved, trying to get their attention. “Guys, hey! Look, I don’t