"You gotta be kidding me." Chucky said when the boys walked in with Leatherface. "I can't trust you boys to do anything right."
"Would you rather he chop us up and wear our faces in front of Ivory?" Billy hissed at him as Stu and Ivory took Leatherface to the stairs.
"As much as I hate agreeing with Chucky..."
"Tiff." Billy whispered. "I know all about this guy, his loyalty is up the roof, he will protect Ivory with his life."
"How can you promise that?" Tiffany asked. "He's not all mentally there."
"In case you haven't noticed we pretty much no one else in this place is. We need as many killer we can get to stay here." Billy pointed out.
"Fine." Tiffany huffed. "But that chainsaw is getting locked up."
"This is where we eat." Ivory told Leatherface as she points to the very large table. "Tiffany usually does the cooking, she's starting to show Carrie how to make the best dishes."
"Did I hear my name?" Carrie walked over.
"Carrie, this is Leatherface." Stu introduced. "He's a lot like Brahms."
"Hello." Carrie waved shyly.
"You three will get along great." Stu assured. "Teach him some games, play some music, all those things you both like."
Brahms slowly came out of the wall.
"You're both so tall." Ivory smiled.
"And you both don't talk much and you wear masks." Stu pointed out.
Carrie hooked her arms around both of the boys and lead them to the game table.
"See, he'll fit in fine." Stu smiled as he and Ivory went back upstairs to the other. "Hey John how are the machines."
"Coming along." John answered. "I should be finished by tomorrow night."
"What's it do?" Ivory asked.
"I'll know when it's finished." John told her gently.
"Ok." Ivory said before going to play with Pennywise.
"So what does it really do?" Stu asked.
"Once it's done it's going to be a trap door. The puzzle must be solved or they'll get flattened." John answered.
"You idiot." Chucky glares. "What if Ivory or one of us falls in."
"You won't" John assured. "It needs my thumb print to activate it."
"I swear if one of your sick games hurts that kid." Freddy growled with Michael and Jason behind them, both with their blades drawn.
"This was only designed to protect the girl." John assured. "No one will harm her, ever."
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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.
