Happy Halloween! 🎃
To that I say...have a super wacky Halloween chapter of LIVING DEAD GIRL. To thank you all for all the love on this story, I am so glad. Your comments bring a smile to my face every single time and I am having a blast writing this!
This isn't canon to the ongoing storyline at all, just a fun chapter to celebrate the holiday, I hope you all have a great one! :)
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"I know how to use a knife, Tiff!"
(Y/n) heaved a soft breath of relief as she finally managed to place down the large pumpkin she was holding. It was set onto the counter and she smiled because she had gotten the biggest and best one there. It was only fitting for the current occasion. Halloween was her absolute favorite holiday of all time.
The woman let out a startled scream as a knife flew towards her and embedded itself into the side of the pumpkin.
"Chucky! You can't do that!" (Y/n) scolded as the ginger haired doll sat on the counter beside the pumpkin, grinning up at her slyly. It was just like him to handle even the most mundane tasks with violence.
Chucky's eyes lit up with their usual mischief, a cackle slipping past his lips as he kicked his small legs back and forth almost innocently.
"Heh. Sorry, doll" He shrugged and yanked his knife from the pumpkin.
(Y/n) felt a small body wrap around her leg and she immediately knew it was Glen/Glenda based on their tight grip. Tiffany was hopping up onto the countertop to stand beside her husband.
"Oh! Pumpkin carving! I've always wanted to do this as a family one day...dreams surely do come true. I knew there was an upside in listening to my mother" Tiffany cooed happily, clapping her small hands together.
"There is? I kinda always wanted her to put a sock in it, ya know?" Chucky laughed smugly but let out an 'oof' as Tiffany's boot came up to kick at his side in retaliation.
"Shut up, you asshole!" Tiffany hissed angrily.
(Y/n) bent down and picked Glen/Glenda off of the ground, balancing them on her hip as she eyed the two arguing dolls before her.
"What do we do with it?" Glen/Glenda questioned, staring at the pumpkin in confusion.
"It's a pumpkin! Part of Halloween tradition is to carve these things up, you can pick any design for them, and put candles inside and it glows! It looks really cool. We can put it on our doorstep when we're done" (Y/n) explained with a smile.
Glen/Glenda's face lit up as they processed this information. "Wow!" They seemed amazed.
"Here. I've got this" Chucky announced. "Just leave me alone with this bad boy and I can-" He was cut off by the (h/c) haired woman.
"I got us our own pumpkins, but the big one goes to Glen/Glenda since it's their first Halloween." (Y/n) informed him before grabbing a smaller pumpkin and handing it to the ginger as well as one for Tiffany. She set their child down on the counter and gave them each knives. "And I'll be the judge!" She grins.
An hour eventually passed and it was time for them to reveal their designs. (Y/n) studied each of them to determine a winner.
Glen/Glenda's pumpkin was a detailed design of themself and their three parents together in a family portrait.
Chucky had done an elaborate scheme of killing somebody and taking their decapitated head, shoving it into the pumpkin and carving a hole in the middle, lighting it up afterwards. He seemed proud of it.
Tiffany's design was one of Martha Stewart, who was one of her idols for whatever reason. Her doll was still and seemed frozen. (Y/n) frowned as she gently poked her head.
"Tiffany?" She let out a soft yell of surprise as human arms were wrapping around her and she was pulled into the former body of Jennifer Tilly, now turned into the blonde bombshell Tiffany Valentine-Ray.
The blonde cheered as she pressed a sloppy kiss to the other woman's cheek.
"Happy Halloween, Sweetface! I winnnnn!"
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