Buzz 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.
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