Assault & Batteries

2- LIVING DEAD DOLLS

No ones POV
"Well I guess they're kinda cute," Charles said with a funny facial expression. "Yeah i guess so but they definitely have the best clothes look at these shoes dude" Charlie responded picking up a pair of platforms that her doll had. "Mom said the lady was super quick to get rid of them, why do you think so?" Charlie asked "Well I don't know but I'm going to research these things. Wanna help?" Charles replied, grabbing their laptops and going into their 'Nerd Room' as they called it. They would sit there to be nerds and research or examine everything under the sun, watch movies, play video games or just talk and make music. "Sure dude might as well" Charlie said "Okay you can go ahead and start lemmie go get us some drinks and snacks' ' Charles said racing down the stairs. "Alright then let's get started." Charlie said to herself. She researched the manufacturer of the dolls first and it wasn't too bad they were made in canada surprisingly to say most things in america came from china. 'Twin dolls reportedly killers, claim distraught 7 year old twins.' A link said on the computer screen. "What could this be, probably fake news but lets see." the article read. 'Seven year olds James and Jaleah were traumatized by several murders in their family that they blame on their brand new 'on the edge' dolls. the company denies any claim made by the two kids but here's what they had to say "the dolls mister! We swear they were alive!" "Yeah guys you gotta believe us we aren't telling a fib!". Many think that the twins went crazy and went on a murder spree, and others think they whitnessed these murders and are blaming them on the dolls because they're lost. The kids' mother has been recovering in the hospital after being severly injured by the dolls the dad has finished recovering and is now waiting impatiently for his beloved wife who doctors say, might not make it through the night'
"OH MY GOD" Charlie said as Charles was coming up the stairs "What, what did you find?" Charles said excitedly "Kids were going back out for a cake and some other stores are coming?!" their dad asked from downstairs. "NO" Charlie yelled at the top of her lungs as their parents walked out of the door and pulled off. "LOOK" Charles sat the snacks in their bucket and read the article with a shocked expression. They did more research only to see hundreds of trustworthy sources and people talking about the topic scared for their lives. They quickly went back to their room to grab the dolls but they both backed up into each other in the middle of the hallway between their rooms. The dolls were alive and out for blood "TIME TO PLAY" Cassidy and Chasidy said in unison chasing the human twins who had run down the stairs and since they watch doll horror a lot they decided to gtfo of that house and locking the short dolls in until they got out or they figured out what to do. Soon enough they walked inside fully prepared for any and all circumstances. "Chars, is the coast clear?!" Charlie whispered from the door. "Yeah c'mon" Charles said as Charlie tiptoed through the house and Charles grabbed some weapons, long and short range. "Actually we should be able to just kick them but honestly I'll stick with what we know is best." "CHARLES LOOKOUT" Charlie yelled just in time for him to dodge Chasidy, she was after him. Charles ran down the hallway and up the stairs leaving Charlie to get away from Chasidy all on her own. "Cassidy!! Help me please! Charlie said getting a cut on her leg from the doll. "This one's kinda cute i think I'm gonna keep her chas" Cassidy said to his sister.
"meanwhile the boy fucking stinks, nothing a little sulphuric acid can't fix" Chasidy said in response. Charlie wailed in pain and Charles ran from the stars finally gaining enough courage to save his twin. The dolls were just about to say something but they heard a car door...it was Charles and Charlie's parents. "Hey asswholes pick us up" Cassidy said "and shut your traps if you know what's good for you" Charlie and Charles exchanged traumatized glances.