A Doll For A Father (A Child's Play Fanfic)

Daddy's Back!

*Chucky's POV*

I was brought back to life by some fuckin doll maker, the same company that made the Good Guys. As a result, I killed the boss man of the company, he only cared about money instead of making his kid customers happy anyway.

I called up the orphanage Dany and Andy were staying and found out where they're living now, some "well off" fuckers called Simpson were fostering them. I never wanted my baby girl to be in the system, I never wanted this for her.

It was dark and raining harder than my twenty year old self reading Playboy. I got in the house, it was a big house, they were pretty well off! I saw a Good Guy doll on the couch. I had idea, I smashed the doll with the nearest item, an antique figurine. I dragged it outside and buried it.

*Dany's POV*

"KYLE, ANDY, DANY, GET DOWN HERE!"

Phil sounded mad! We went downstairs in our pajamas. We sat at the table, Phil put down a pile of broken pieces of Joanne's family heirloom.

"I want you to be honest and fess up...this figurine has been in Joanne's family for generations. She hoped to pass it down to the next generation."

Joanne was crying.

"Who did it? Kyle?"

Kyle shook her head. Phil turned to Andy.

"Andy?"

He shook his head. He turned to me, he would be so satisfied to hear me say yes.

"Dany?"

"No sir," I said.

He sighed.

"One of you did it, I'll give one more chance to fess up or all three of you will be punished."

"I didn't do it!" Me and Andy said in unison.

"That's it, you're grounded, get out of my sight!"

We left the dining room.

I sat down on the couch, I was still half asleep. I looked at the Good Guy doll on the couch, it was just sitting there. I grabbed it and sat it in my lap. I wanted to try something out. I walked to my room with the doll.

"Daddy?"

No answer. I tried again. I held both the doll's hands.

"Daddy, it's me Dany, if the doll is actually you, give me a sign."

One of the doll's eyes blink, it was a wink! I hugged my daddy after two years of separation!

"Daddy, I knew you'd be back."

I wiped a tear.

"You really missed me didn't you sweetie?" He asked.

I nodded still in tears.

"So, you're in the system huh?"

I nodded.

"I'm sorry baby, I never wanted this for you."

"Other than the fact I'm grounded, it's not bad, they're ok."

"That's great- wait grounded!? Danielle why?"

"Joanne's figurine was broken."

"That old and tacky figurine in the living room?"

"Yes, they accused me, Andy, and our foster sister Kyle. We said we didn't do it, they don't believe us."

"I did it, I broke it, I smashed the original doll with it and buried the doll in the yard, don't tell anyone. I swear I didn't know it meant so much to your foster parents. I can't fess up in this body! I can't get you out of trouble, I can't make you cover for me, but I can make Andy do it, he's not my kid."

He snickered after his out loud thought of framing Andy.

"So, how long has it been, since the last time I saw your cute little face huh?"

"Two years."

"Two years, that's a long time. That makes you..."

"Eight."

"Eight years old, wow! You're nearly two hands Dany," he held up both his hands.

He noticed the dollhouse across the bed.

"If I survived that night, I would've bought you a dollhouse like that with the money me and Eddie were gonna split."

"Have you seen Mr. Caputo?"

"He betrayed me...left me to die."

"But you two were best friends."

"I know honey, knew each other since we were kids. I can't frickin' believe he abandoned me! After everything I did for him all these years, he was like my little brother, ya know Dany."

"Yeah it's frickin' infuriating."

He laughed, I laughed along with him.