You're my trusty steed !Hol Horse X reader!

Our Drinks, Our Woes, And Our Mentorship

There you are, sitting there with Hol Horse, the cowboy who saved you, even though you very much could have saved yourself because you are girlboss Y/N.  But you are of course not complaining about the cowboy saving you cause now you have this tall handsome man sitting across from you while you both drink whiskey out of the bottle.

“So, Y/N, you live here in this Wild West town.  Why did you choose to live here?  This is the place where lone wolves come to stay.”  Hol Horse asked breaking the silence.

“Well, my parents died before I was even born, and ever since then, I’ve been on my own, thats the way I like it, there's no one I gotta look out for, I only need to look out for myself.  Since I also have a stand, I decided it would be better to be on my own”  Y/N Said.

“You have a stand too!?”  Hol Horse lept with excitement because that is definitely what Hol Horse would do.  You took out your stand and it looked like Mr. Potato from Peppa Pig but with a cowboy hat. (SHOWN IN THE PICTURE ABOVE)

“This is my stand, its name is Dead Parents Trope.  It can imitate another stand's ability, and once it learned said ability it can’t forget it, making it an op stand. For the record once my stand has learned another standability, the other stand doesn’t lose the said ability, it just means that Dead Parents Trope is the same type of stand as everyone else.  It also punches.”  you explained.    

AN: I have no creativity when it comes to these types of things.  Anyways obviously Y/N needed an op stand so I gave her an op stand (:

Hol Horse sat there listening to you explain your stand to him, he has a look in his eyes, a look that would only mean admiration.  After you finished explaining all that you needed to explain, he took out his stand and showed it to you.

“This is the Emperor, it is my stand, and it's a gun if you already couldn’t tell.”  Y/Ns eyes widened at the sight of the amazing gun stand, you stood up abruptly and yelled in all caps.

“THAT IS THE COOLEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!!!”

“You think so?”  Hol Horse asked with a small blush colouring his face.

“Of course I do, I can tell that you truly are real cowboys and you could, teach me your cowboy ways, only if you want to that is.”  You say a blush forming on your face now as well.

“No one has ever said that to me before.  I would love to teach you how to become a cowboy it would be an honour to teach you.”  With that, you both got up, chugged the rest of your whiskey and left the saloon.  You both got onto some trusty steads which you had the whole time and rode off into the sunset to start your cowboy train.  You are very excited and overfilled with joy that your mentor is this overly beautiful man.

MEANWHILE WITH WOODYS BODY.

Woody is not dead.  Jesse (Also from Toy Story) came and resurrected him because that's what friends do for each other.  YOU GOT A FRIEND IN ME!

“Woody, what happened to you?”  Jesse asked while helping Woody off the ground.

“That Hol Horse guy shot me and stole the love of my life away from me in the process, how dare she reject my advances like I’m some sort of toy,”  Woody said angrily.

“Well you are a toy, but I agree how dare she does such a thing to the best cowboy in all the west,”  Jesse responds trying to save Woody's pride.  Woody then looked out into the sunset a plan beginning to form in his mind a sinister plan.  “What are you thinking about Woody?”

“I’m going to challenge Hol Horse to a cowboy off, I will also challenge Y/N because she needs to be the girlboss everyone loves and because she needs to be the hero because we all know Hol Horse can’t, he can but it’s just not meant for him.  Once I win I will take Y/Ns love for myself because I am selfish and the best cowboy in all the West.”  Woody proclaims with true passion with the art of cowboy on his side, he and Jesse get on their horses which they also had the whole time and rode to find Hol Horse and Y/N and figure out once and for all who is the best cowboy of them all.