Slashers x Reader [FINISHED]

Chucky x reader (part 2)

(I can't wait until all the Chuck Chuck pictures are out of my gallery)

You were just so so getting ready to fall into your bed and sleep before you heard quiet taps around the hallways. You turned around with an annoyed sigh and walked to the door. You opened them and saw someone stand at the end of the hallway. Not really tall. About to your hip and or most likely smaller. You walked out of your room, shutting the door behind you. You crept up behind the little bundle and whisper shouted at them.
"The hell are you little shits doing here?!" The kid turned around, scared. A few more of them walked out of the other rooms, flashlights going over your much taller body. Your cousins. Of course.
"Don't tell on us!" The first cousin begged, dropping on his knees and pleaded with his hands.
"Snitches get stitches" You said quietly. "I'm bored, can I guys join you?" You asked quietly, crossing your arms on your chest. "Hell yea, we need help reaching the top shelves" Another little cousin said, smiling at you.

"Okay so, what are we exactly doing?" You asked walking downstairs with the little association of dwarves walking behind you. "Check the stash, get food, get back to bed" The third of the boy cousins quietly explained as he jumped down some stairs.
"Mhm okay" You said as you let all the little boys run foward under the  christmas tree. They checked the gifts that weren't packed, itching to not unwrap the other ones. You didn't have much care for that. If anything, you'd want to get surprised. You walked into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. There were a few cookies and milk, for Santa persumabely. And there also was... a very familiar Good guy doll, sitting on the counter. You smiled the dolls way. "You sure like to move around huh?" You asked the doll, not expecting any responses.
"Snitches get stitches!" The doll said in a happy tone. "Oh, so I won't tell on you being in the kitchen and you won't tell on me scouting with the boys?" You smiled, hopping up to sit next to him on the counter. You grabbed his red head and carefuly turned him to look at you. You tried wiping the cheek again. "Jesus... mom's gonna kill me when she sees it." You said in a tired voice.
"You crawl around kitchens and I get yelled at by the woman for bumping you up" You set Chucks head back in place. "Murder your entire family!" The enthusiastic voice came through once more.
"Yeah, I'd love to- hold on." You got stuck mid sentence. Good guy dolls are not supposed to be harmful in any sort of way. So it makes sense that their voice box wouldn't produce words like "murder, suicide or kill". You leaned foward slightly, looking at the doll. "Can you repeat that?" You asked the doll. "Can you repeat that!" It copied you in response. "I heard it you smug fuck" You gently nundged the doll making him shift a bit. He seemed to be overheating a lot for a robotic doll...

"Alright (Y/n), we found that we haven't found anything" Your first cousin knocked you out of the trans you were having with the doll.
"The presents weren't there?" You asked, pretending to be shocked.
"Nah, they were"
"But they were shit. Mostly for the parents and aunt" The third cousin butted in. "So we here for the food" The second cousin pointed his flashlight at the top shelf with snacks in it. "Aight boys. But what's the magic word?"
"Eat shit"
"Pretty please?"
"Open Sesame"
"Fuck you"
"Aight jesus, there's no need to do me like that" You said, reaching for the top shelf to pick up some chips. You thew one bag at two of the kids and one bag for one. You yourself decided to become the Santa and eat the cookies next to Chucky doll.
"Hey, you can't eat those!" Your second cousin whisper shouted with his face full of chips. "Oh yeah fatty? Stop me." You said, reberily taking a bite out of the cookie. "C'mon guys, she won't help us no more" The first cousin wrapped the chips and walked away, with a group of his friends following. You continued to consume to cookies like spouls of poor human mortals. "You shouldn't eat that" The doll spoke again out of nowhere, spooking you a bit. "I can do what I want" You impatiently responded, taking another bite. "Fatty" He responded back. "Ah shut the fuck up before I put you back in the box" You said, finnishing your cookie. "I thought you'd be a little smarter than that, I got out like milion fuckin' times by now" The doll's head turned quickly to you and half shouted the words in a diferent tone. Not the loud happy one that the good guy dolls have. This was more like an angry older man. "Fuck you!" You said, pushing the doll off the counter, making him meet the floor again. You jumped down from the counter and trotted back to your room, shutting the door behind you. You slid down the door and thought about what you just whitnessed.

So it's a doll. And the doll is supposed to speak. But defenetly not like this. It's supposed to have a friendly tone. Defently not speak like a pissed off guy who's soul got taken. You quietly got up from the floor and walked to your bed. You laid in it, regretting that you didn't grab something to protect yourself with. It's an evil doll! Several times it's been proven that those are not a good sighn. Eighter a demon is about to enter this house, or you'll never wake up, along with your shit ass family. You turned to your other side, trying fo desperately fall asleep. The sounds in the downstairs kitchen would break you from sleep every time.

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Short chapter...