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replied.
    â€œI know I wasn’t dreaming, because I haven’t gone to sleep yet,” Rex explained.
    â€œMaybe it was a noise from the storm,” Woody said.
    â€œThe storm is over,” said Rex.
    â€œYou’re going to make me get up, aren’t you?” asked Woody.
    â€œIf it wouldn’t be too much trouble,” Rex answered.
    â€œAll right,” said Woody. “Let’s go have a look under the bed. You’ll see there’s nothing to worry about.”
    When they reached the side of the bed, Woody lifted the bedspread. “It’s too dark to see anything under there,” he said. “But everything seems okay to me.”
    GRRRRRR!
    â€œGood job, Rex,” Woody added. “If there was anything around here, I’m sure you just scared it off.”
    â€œThat wasn’t me,” Rex said, his voice shaky.
    â€œIt wasn’t?” asked Woody.
    Something went BUMP underneath the bed.

    â€œLooks like you did hear something, after all,” Woody admitted. He was starting to feel a little nervous, too. “Let’s go get Buzz before we do any more investigating.”
    â€œThis had better be an emergency,” Buzz declared when Woody woke him.
    â€œI think we have an intruder,” Woody whispered.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” asked Hamm.
    â€œIt’s nothing to worry about,” said Woody as calmly as he could. “There appears to be something—or someone—under Andy’s bed.”
    At that moment, a rumbling came from under the bed.
    â€œIt sounds hungry!” Rex wailed and then fainted in fright.
    The toys crept out of their places in drawers, behind furniture,
and in the toy box. They gathered in the center of the room while Woody woke Rex.

    Buzz strode confidently up to the bed. “This is Buzz Lightyear, space ranger. You are in violation of Intergalactic Code 36920-Q, which clearly prohibits concealing oneself under another life-form’s sleeping unit without prior clearance. It’s bad manners. Not to mention creepy. Reveal yourself.”

    The only response was a high-pitched whine.
    â€œVery well, then,” Buzz replied. “You leave me no choice but to take you captive.”
    Buzz began to crawl under the bed. Suddenly, his space wings shot out and caught on the bedspread.
    â€œI need some help here,” Buzz called out. He wriggled around but he couldn’t free himself.
    â€œOh, no!” cried Rex, panicking. “It’s got Buzz!”

    â€œCome on, men! We’re going in!” cried Sarge. He and the
Green Army Men rushed under the bed. They freed Buzz and pulled him back out.
    â€œThere’s something under there,” Buzz replied. “And it was definitely moving.”
    â€œWe’ll take over from here,” Sarge announced. “Men, we’re going to execute a sneak attack and surround the enemy. You know what to do. Now go, go, go!”
    The soldiers split into groups and stormed under the bed.
    â€œHalt!” boomed Sarge’s voice. “It’s one of our own! Switch to rescue-mission protocol!”

    The other toys all looked at each other. “What’s going on?” called Woody. “Who is it?”
    But there was no answer. All the toys heard was the soldiers moving around under the bed.
    â€œPush, men! Push!” commanded Sarge. “Now, one . . . two . . .
three . . . heave-ho!”
    Suddenly, RC Car shot out into the room.
    â€œWhat was he doing under there?” asked Woody.
    â€œHis batteries are nearly out of juice,” Sarge reported. “He just
sat there revving his engine, spinning his wheels, and going nowhere.”
“I knew there had to be a reasonable explanation,” said Rex.
    Woody smiled and patted his friend on the back. “You’re right, buddy,” he said.
    Meanwhile, Buzz had removed RC’s battery door.
    â€œThe supply truck’s coming,” Sarge