As usual, your day wasn't going as well as you'd like it too. Chucky had dead bodies in your living room whenever you came home from work.
"What is this?" You raised your voice whenever you say the two dead bodies on your living room floor.
"Well what does it look like, babe?" You heard light footsteps coming towards you and you looked down to see your boyfriend.
You rolled your eyes at him as you ran you hands through your hair. Chucky leaving his dead bodies laying around the house was becoming a problem that you had to deal with. Chucky and you fought about it on the daily.
He has even tried to take a stab at you, which only landed him outside and locked out of the house. You didn't see him for two weeks after that, which didn't bother you a bit. He deserved it.
"Charles, we talked about this. What if I brought someone home or someone needed to come inside and they saw that?" You began to give him the usual lecture which he just rolled his plastic eyes at.
"Well what do you want me to do?" He began. He threw his hands around giving the situation a more dramatic effect. "I can't do much as a doll." He sounded bored with the situation, angering you more.
"You could just not kill anyone inside the house." You sounded as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.
"They came in the house!" Chucky groaned, looking up at you. You gave him a confused look and asked him to explain what he meant. "They were trying to rob the place. One of them picked me up and it was over then." Chucky just shrugged.
This made you feel slightly better that Chucky had an actual good reason for killing people, other than he was bored. You sighed before pushing your hair out of your face and beginning to clean up the mess.
"I'll help." Chucky mumbled as he began walking to the kitchen to grab the mop.
"You get the bodies. I'm not touching them." You crossed your arms, taking the mop out of Chucky's hands. He groaned, but obeyed your orders as he began to walk over to the bodies. "What do we do with them this time?" You asked.
"I will cut them up and put them into trash bags and then maybe take them to the lake?" Chucky looked towards you for approval. You just slowly nodded.
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Hours later, you both had finally cleaned up the mess completely and you got rid of the bodies. You walked back into the house and saw Chucky spraying air freshener literally everywhere.
"What are you doing?" You slightly laughed at your boyfriend jumping around spraying the air freshener. He dropped the bottle, jumping at the sound of your voice. He wasn't really expecting you back so soon.
"The dead body smell was getting to me. What can I say?" He chuckled and picked up the bottle before returning it to its original place under the sink.
You sniffed the air and could still smell the dead body smell, but you didn't say anything to Chucky, because he had already used an entire bottle of air freshener and over half of another.
Chucky wanted on the counter to reach something, and was having trouble getting up there by himself so you walked over and lifted him up onto the counter as a mother would do with her toddler.
"Thanks sweet pea." He thanked you before pulling out a bag of popcorn and looking towards you. "Would you be a dear and make this?"
You nodded and put the popcorn bag in the microwave and started it. "Can you even eat?" You asked him. You watched as he shook his head.
"No, but you can." You smiled at his words before grabbing a bottle of soda from the fridge and taking a long drink of it.
"You're such a doll." Chucky cooed as he watched you with loving eyes. You looked over at him, a small smile still lingering on your face.
"I think you're the doll in this relationship."
(A/N: I'm feeling a bit better lately☺. Has anyone ever broken your heart?
