Toy Story 3: The Junior Novelization
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The creators of the "Toy Story" films re-open the toy box and bring moviegoers back to the delightful world of our favorite gang of toy characters in "Toy Story 3." Woody, Buzz Lightyear, and the rest of Andy's toys are as fun and adventurous as always, but none of them can deny that things in Andy's room have changed. Andy is seventeen now and just three days away from heading off to college. Find out what happens to the beloved toys when they're compelled to leave Andy's room behind and embark on an all-new, comedic adventure in "Toy Story 3."
saw a toy trying to escape, he would screech and bang his cymbals loudly enough for all of Sunnyside to hear. The patrol trucks would race to stop the toy. “You can unlock doors, sneak past guards, climb the wall, but if you don’t take out that monkey, you ain’t goin’ nowhere.” Woody thanked the phone for his help just as a teacher called for recess. Woody watched as the toddlers dropped the toys and rushed outside. “Pssst!” Woody whispered when they were gone. “Pssst! Hey, guys!” “Woody?”
opened it and grabbed a tortilla from inside. She slid it under the door that led to the playground. Then she knocked on the door and ran off. Mr. Potato Head’s ear heard the knock. His hand hopped over to the tortilla and dragged it back into the darkness. Then the arm stuck itself into the tortilla. The other arm did the same. Eyes, nose, ears, feet, and even the mustache all attached themselves to the flat bread. Mr. Tortilla Head stood up. He was a little wobbly— the bread was not as solid
yelled a warning to his friends. “Quick! Grab something metal!” Buzz yelled. He grabbed hold of a lunch box. The magnet immediately pulled Buzz and the lunch box upward. The other toys grabbed on to whatever metal they could find, and soon they were zooming along the upper conveyor belt. They were safe! Just then, someone cried out. “Help!” The toys looked down. Below them, Lotso was pinned under a golf bag. “I’m stuck!” he yelled. “Please help!” Woody looked at the shredder. Lotso would get
. . together. Suddenly, bright lights flooded Woody’s face. He looked up. A giant metal claw was lowering toward them. The claw plunged into the trash around the toys. It lifted them high into the air. “The Claw!” cried the Aliens. They were in the crane driver’s booth. They used the crane’s controls to steer their friends to safety. The claw set the toys safely on the ground. They coughed and groaned, but no one was hurt. Mr. Potato Head stared up at the sky. “You know all that bad stuff I
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