Toy Story: His Hugs

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 though she'd fall apart - hugging her close enough to keep her together.

And it was his hugs alone that had the power to do that. The power to put everything in perspective; literally turning Jessie's frown upside down. A single hug from Buzz accomplished more than a long talk into the night.

It was interesting because Jessie knew that, for the most part, Buzz wasn't a very touchy guy. The cowgirl took notice early on that with his other friends, his physical interaction went no further than a friendly handshake.

But with her, it was different. There were no boundaries when she was around. Whether she was up on the windowsill, mourning over Emily; or in a far corner of the toy box, willing for sleep to find her - you could be sure Buzz was not far away, putting all his nervousness aside and consoling Jessie in any way he could; finishing with his infamous hug.

In fact, it was under that speculation that made Buzz's hugs all the more special. And as years past, Jessie soon came to realize that this particular gesture – this powerful embrace that seemed to melt all her problems into puddles, time and time again - wasn't actually Buzz's hug at all.

It was Jessie's hug, made and meant for only her.