Your Best Buddi - (POV READ)

Part Ten: Everything's Okay

You continue to stare out the car window until you arrive to your house. You don't hug Buddy or even touch him throughout the whole ride, and he kinda just sits around gloomily.
You realize the silence is getting a little too out of hand, so you decide to start up a conversation. "At the sleepover, Gabriel had a surprise for me, too."
"Oh, what is it?" Dad replies.
"A Buddi doll!"
"Oh, that's nice."
You smile and look back out the window. A part of you inside feels bad for the way you're treating Buddy. He didn't necessarily do anything wrong... it's just that he was hogging up the time you could've used to hang out with Gabriel. You were just getting a little tired of how clingy he was; and he wasn't even when you first met him.

The car finally parks into the driveway of your home. You unbuckle your seatbelt and step out the car. You feel that totally ignoring Buddy isn't right, and comes off as a bit rude; so you decide to pick him up with you as you enter the house. But once you enter, you place him down and continue to walk until you reach your bedroom. Once Buddy finally catches up with you, he cries out, "This is not the way to treat your best buddy."
Your eyebrows hang and you look down. You realize that you did in fact mess up. Just treat this doll nicely, you think to yourself. That's all he's been treating you like.
You scoff. "Look, it's just that... you were hogging up the time that could've been used to hang out with Gabriel."
That leaves Buddy pretty speechless. His facial expressions are starting to get a little creepy, you'll admit. They're just a little too real, and they convey so much.
Buddy closes his eyes and his eyebrows hang, too. He sits on the ground and everything after is pure silence. You don't know if you should hug him, because at this point you feel really bad. You get up off the bed and hug Buddy. You pat him on the back as you hug him tightly, and you can feel him SHAKE.
"Buddy, I'm sorry!" You tell him.
"(Y/N), I just wanted to make you happy!"
Your eyes water, as unusual as it is. You're not an emotional person, but you'll admit that at times you can be— you just try to hide it. This time, you can't. You really screwed up. This is just a doll that's programmed to love you and only you; and you just ignore it? You want to facepalm a million times just thinking of it.
"I-I'm not gonna treat you like trash again, trust me," you promise Buddy. It's getting harder to speak with a lump in your throat.
"It's okay. I understand. I just love my best buddy!" Buddy quickly changes his attitude. He's happy now, and it seems like he's forgiven you 100%.
You nod. You try to look away to avoid Buddy noticing your watery eyes, but it seems like it didn't work at all.
"Oh, (Y/N)! Don't cry."
You blow air through your nose and shake your head. "I'm not... it's fine."
Buddy tilts his head, and it seems like he's admiring you for some reason. He smiles with not only his mouth, but his eyes, too. Buddy's just this amazing ball of cuteness and sweetness, and you need to learn to appreciate that. He's like your own bodyguard, and you're sure that if you had a human bodyguard, you'd definitely respect them.
"Look, we still have some time before I need to go to bed. Wanna play a game or watch TV?"
Buddy looks up at you. He then looks down, and whispers, "You don't have to hang out with me if you don't want to."
That shocks you. It really does. Everything that's coming out of this dolls' mouth is making you regret acting the way you did at the sleepover. "Buddy, of course I want to hang out with you. Look at me."
He looks up at you.
"I'm gonna tell the truth, Buddy," you tell him. "You are the best doll ever. And... I'm sorry with how I acted at the sleepover. I just really wanted to hang out with Gabriel since it was his birthday. And you just kept accusing Chucky of doing these things! I just wanted Gabriel to love his gift and not worry about it killing him or something."
Buddy blinks awhile before he speaks. "(Y/N), I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Everything's okay."
You hug him again and pat him on the back. He's too cute, you can't resist kissing him on the cheek. That totally makes Buddy freak (in the good way) and his cheeks glow red.
"You're the best buddy I could ever ask for," he cheers. He claps his hands, which is really adorable, and you smile at the loving doll.
"So, now, do you want to do something?" You ask finally.
"Of course!"
You smile and start to think about what games you two could play. But suddenly, you get an idea. It's not really a game, but it's definitely something entertaining that Buddy would love.
"Hey, Buddy."
"Yeah?"
"You up for some good ole pranking?"
Buddy's eyes light up and he raises his eyebrows. "Yayy! I love pranks."
"Good! Because I think my parents would definitely fall for it."

You carry Buddy as you walk down the stairs. You notice that your dad is in the kitchen, probably preparing popcorn like it smells to be, and your mom is sitting on the couch in the living room. "They're probably gonna watch a movie," you whisper to Buddy.
"That's it!" He blurts.
"What?"
"I can prank them... using the TV!"
"Oh, that's an amazing idea!"
You two hide in a closet nearby. It takes awhile for Buddy to work his 'magic,' but then he raises his finger like he's currently in the process. Suddenly you hear commotion coming from your parents.
You laugh. "What did you do, Buddy?"
He turns to you with a prideful look. "I put on a fart compilation!"
You laugh and clap your hands lightly. "Oh, Buddy, that was amazing!" You two high five and you continue to smile widely the whole time. Your smile quickly fades when Buddy glitches. You don't know what to do at all, and you kinda just sit there awkwardly and wait til it stops. "Buddy, what's happening?" You whisper.
Buddy stops glitching and he furrows his brows. "I-I don't know." He pauses. "Chucky's the one who glitches, not me."
You get concerned and slump down against the wall. Everything's okay, you try to tell yourself. A-okay.

//The intensity is gonna pick up gradually lol.