It's been a couple of years since Chucky created her army, and I haven't seen nor heard from her or Tiffany. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't miss them. I kinda miss Chucky's company the most when I'm alone or just out killing people. It's been a little difficult for me not to get caught on my sprees, since I've lost my mask. Haven't seen it in a long while and at some point, I just gave up and stopped searching for it. I'm currently living somewhere in west Philadelphia, after committing a few murders. It's around 6:00 PM and I'm in my bedroom playing some video games on my PS5 to pass the time.
While playing a game, I hear the doorbell ring. I sigh before putting my controller down and walk out the room to the door. When I answer it, I'm met with a delivery guy holding a large package in his arms.
Delivery Guy: Hey, man. Uh…You Y/N L/N?
Y/N: Yeah. That's me.
Delivery Guy: Well, you got a package here.
Y/N: Alright, thanks. Does it say who it's from?
The guy checks around the box, but doesn't find anything else other than my name.
Delivery Guy: Nope. Doesn't say. Sorry, pal.
He hands me the package and he walks back to his truck as I use my leg to shut the door. I lock the door and place the large and heavy box on the kitchen counter. I then take my knife out from my pocket and slice the box open. Once it was open, a figure pops out, startling me as I jump back and see a familiar redhead, smiling at me and giggling. It was Chucky, but there was something different about her. It's probably the hair.
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Chucky: Hiya, doll~
Y/N: Ch-Chucks?
Chucky: Mm-hmm~
She climbs out of the bag and I see another female doll peek her head out before taking out a pack of cigarettes from her jacket, and pulls one out.
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Tiffany: Hello, handsome.
//Rewind: 2021, Before That Night//
No One's POV
The human version of Tiffany can be seen in Chucky's childhood home on her phone, ordering over seventy rare Good Girl dolls until she stumbles upon a female life sized doll that looked like her doll version. After receiving it early, she customizes the doll to look exactly like her and the way she wanted. Once she finishes, she performs the infamous Damballa chant and successfully splinters her soul into the doll.
//End of Rewind//
Y/N's POV
Tiffany takes a drag off her cigarette that I just lightened up for her. Chucky reaches into her overalls and pulls out my old mask.
Chucky: I think you lost this, babe.
She hands it over to me and I take it and give it a look. It was old, raggedy and hand some old stains on it. It looked like it was about to fall apart.
Y/N: Th-Thanks, Chucky. I've been looking everywhere for this thing.
Chucky: Heh. Don't mention it, doll.
Y/N: Tiff, Chucks. What are you two doing here? A-And… how'd you know where I was?
I watch as Chucky sits on the edge of the counter while Tiffany jumps down, walking towards the TV.
Chucky: It's a long story. In fact, it's so long, I'd probably have to tell you another time.
Tiffany switches the TV on to the news channel that was reporting the "Crimson Murders" in the west Philly area.
Tiffany: Also,we just watched a lot of reports about you and Chucky randomly chose a location, which happened to have us end up here. Coincidence, I know.
I simply roll my eyes and go to sit on the couch and grab the remote from Tiff to watch some TV as she takes another smoke. Chucky jumps down from the kitchen counter and sits next to me on the couch.
Chucky: So how's it hanging? It's been a while.
Y/N: Y'know, same old, same old. And I'd still like to know what the hell happened to you for the past 4 years..
Chucky: Baby. I promise you, I'll tell you later.
Y/N: (Sighs) Alright, whatever. I'm just happy to see you two. I really missed you both.
Tiffany: Aww. Well aren't you just the sweetest~
She caresses my cheek then finishes her cigarette, putting it in an empty soda can on the floor and Chucky tugs on my arm.
Chucky: Hey, how's about we head on upstairs?~
Y/N: H-Huh..?
She practically drags me off the couch and up to my room as Tiffany follows close behind, with smiles on both of their faces. Once we reach my bedroom, Tiff closes the door shut while Chucky throws me on the mattress, getting on top of me and holds me down.
Chucky: Let's make up for lost time~
The two get started, taking off their clothes and Chucky takes mine off as well. Tiff turns off the light next to the bed and the only thing that could be heard was the girls' loud moans and screams of pleasure.
And I never found out what happened all those years ago.
