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know where I am. . . .”
    “We’re either in a café in Paris or a coffee shop in New Jersey,” Trixie told him.
    “We do a lot of improv here,” Buttercup explained. “Just stay loose, have fun, and you’ll be fine!”
    Woody shook his head. These toys didn’t understand! But before he could ask again, a toilet flushed. Bonnie ran back into the room.
    “Who wants lunch?” She pushed the buttons on a toy microwave, then pulled out a plate. She placed a plastic hamburger in front of Woody. “It has a secret ingredient,” she said, lifting the bun to show him. “Jelly beans!” She popped a candy into her mouth and pulled Woody’s string again.
    “Somebody’s poisoned the water hole!” his voice box announced.
    Bonnie spat out the jellybean. “Poison? Who would do such a mean thing?” She turned and picked up another doll, then let out an evil-sounding cackle. “ Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! The scary witch!” Bonnie flew the witch around the room. “Look out!”
    Bonnie ran into her closet. “We need a spaceship to get away from the witch!”
    While she was gone, Trixie leaned over to Woody. “You’re doing great!”
    “Are you classically trained?” Mr. Pricklepants asked.
    “Look,” Woody said, “I just need to get out of here—”
    “There is no way out!” Buttercup cried dramatically.
    Woody stared at him in horror.
    “Just kidding,” the unicorn said. “Door’s right over there.”
    “I found the spaceship!” Bonnie cried. The toys went limp as she darted out of the closet. She was carrying a rocket made from a shoe box.
    “Quick, get in!” Bonnie said in Woody’s voice. “Fasten your seat belts! Close your tray tables!” She shoved all the toys into the box. Then she put the box on a bedsheet. “Hold on, it might get a little bumpy! Three. Two. One. Blastoff!” Bonnie yanked the sheet, sending the toys flying into the air.
    Everyone landed on the bed. “Yee-haw!” Bonnie hugged Woody tight. “You did it, cowboy! You saved us!”
    Woody smiled at the other toys. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed himself so much.

    “Oh, I’ve got a kink in my slink!” Slinky groaned. He looked around at his friends, who were scattered across the floor of the Caterpillar Room.
    “My tail!” Rex cried. “Where’s my tail?”
    The Potato Heads sorted through their parts. The little kids had mixed them all up!
    “I don’t recall playtime being quite that strenuous,” Buzz said, cracking his back.
    “Andy never played with us like that!” Rex complained as he pulled his tail out of a pegboard.
    The toys looked at one another. What could they do? “We have to make the best of it,” Jessie said finally.
    “We should be in the Butterfly Room!” Mrs. Potato Head griped. “With the big kids!”
    “We’ll get this straightened out,” Buzz promised. “I’ll go talk to Lotso about moving us to the other room.”
    Buzz strode over to the bathroom door. He climbed a table and leaped to the doorknob. He jumped up and down on it, but it wouldn’t budge. “Blast. Try that one!” He pointed to the hallway door.
    Jessie leaped and caught the knob. “It’s locked!”
    “Same here!” Slinky cried from the door to the playground.
    Buzz dropped to the floor. “Try the windows.”
    Hamm examined the lock with a knowing eye. “Eh, negatory. It’s a Fenster Schneckler three-eighty—finest childproof lock in the world.”
    Mrs. Potato Head’s eye widened in horror and she cried, “We’re trapped!”
    “Wait!” Buzz said. “Did anyone notice the transom?”
    He pointed at the little window over the door to the hallway. It was open!
    Mr. Potato Head groaned. “Oh, great! How do we get up there?”
    Buzz led everyone to a push toy, which had a handle and wheels like a lawn mower. “All right, everyone! On three! One. Two . . .”
    “Three!” Jessie shouted.
    Andy’s toys raced at top speed, pushing the toy as fast as it would roll.
    “Let go!” Jessie hollered. The