"Chucky." Tiffany looked over at Chucky as they laid in bed together.
"What." Chucky groaned.
"I don't know if I like all these killers around Ivory."
"Tiff, we're killers." Chucky pointed out.
"Yes but these people kill kids."
Chucky turned his head to her.
"Oh right, but she's safe with us. In three years she'll be a teenager and then what?"
"You give her the talk, I'm not doing that shit." Chucky waved.
"Chucky!"
"Stop worrying Tiff, if anything she's probably the safest kid in the world now. More safe than an actual princess with all of us here. All of us have our share of dying and coming back. They can't get rid of all of us. I mean most of us aren't even human anymore and are literally walking zombies."
"Can we trust them though?"
"Well those Ghost brats spend the whole day kissing our ass so I think they're safe." Chucky shrugged.
"That shy new teen as well. That sweet Carrie as been through too much to betray us."
"Jason seems ok with her. Mikey could have killed her when he had the chance so I guess he has a soft spot for her. I'd be worried about Penny and Freddie."
"I suppose, do you think anymore are coming?"
Chucky groans "Shut up. You probably just jinxed it."
In the morning while the others were making breakfast Ivory went outside and started to play with a jump rope. Billy and Stu showed her a few games to play with it. They didn't do the jumping though. Maybe Carrie would like to play with with her now.
Ivory stopped for a moment to grab a water she brought out only to notice someone was stumbling nearby.
With a gasp Ivory ran over to the poor stranger who's hands were covered in blood. "Sir you're bleeding a lot, come inside quick."
"I'm alright my dear." He shouldn't let this girl know that was not his blood all over his hands.
"Come on sir." Ivory ignored his rejection and pulled him to her home.
"I really rather not have your parents call for an ambulance." He tried to reason to this young stranger.
"I don't live with my parents anymore. I have a new family." She told them as she opened the door. "Guys! This man is bleeding. It's all over his hands." Ivory cried.
Stu dropped the coffee cup as he stared at the man in front of him. "Hannibal Lecter."
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I Share My Home With Killers
HorrorA lonely girl with no parents around finds herself welcoming her home to the worlds most deadliest and insane murderers in the world, but to her they're family.
