The group had decided to return to Andre and Elsa Toulon's house, or as they knew it better, Jester and Blade's house. They waited there for a few moments, waiting for their friends to wake up. While Jester was running around the house with Dolly and the others were either around the house somewhere else or sitting with their sleeping friends, Blade was sitting alone, yet again.
Blade was staring at a picture he was trying to hold up straight. It was a family picture he remembered taking when he was 4. It had his father, Andre Toulon, who was sitting in the back, carving a little puppet. Then his brother, Toby, sitting near a fireplace. Then there was his mother, Elsa Toulon, who was on the couch with a little girl with her face scratched out on her lap who was playing with her long, black hair.
Blade slightly smiled, he always thought his mother was beautiful, he remembered wanting to just be like her. That didn't happen though, he started to stare at the little girl in the picture. He hated it. Her messy blond hair, her black coat, her dark grey boots and pants, he hated how he was the only one who knew her eyes were grey. He hates seeing her in the mirror.
Blade's attention was regained after Jester shook him back awake, Blade dropping the picture frame in the process. Jester seemed extremely excited for something, Blade trying to guess what it was until he spotted Missi nearly tripping onto her face with Chucky making sure she wouldn't fall over. Blade sighed, knowing it would be a long day.
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Lost or Found(Sequel to Toy Collector)
Horror(You must read Toy Collector before reading this) WARNING! Unsettling themes to some
