Chucky and Tiffany; A London Adventure
Description; One year after her father dies and tired of being ignored by her mother, Mary goes on an adventure of a lifetime as she runs away with Chucky to find his old flame, and his son who are both now in their human forms and living just outside of London.
Chapter One; One Year Later
Hey guys, welcome to the first chapter of part two in the Chucky series! I've got to be honest and just have to say that your feedback has been absolutely a hundred percent amazing! I wasn't expecting such a positive response. This story is dedicated to Gabrielle, for the greatest review I've EVER had and to all of my friends here on this website. I love you all and without your support this story wouldn't have happened as quickly as it has, and maybe not even at all. So, hopefully I won't disappoint you with my second edition of a story that has had such a big impact on me with the lessons that it teaches about love, friendship, and forgiveness. Enjoy! – Chucky
Today Mary Karen Barclay was seven years old. It had been one year since she had her very first adventure with her best friend in the whole wide world; Chucky. Ever since that day that he saved her life, the two had become inseparable. However, even though she was extremely excited that she was another year older today, it was also a very hard day for her. Kristen rushed into the living room while Chucky sat down on the couch and turned on the television with his remote. He had been wearing the chain C necklace that Mary had given to him the previous year before, with a black shirt and a black backwards cap.
For he had volunteered to be the official DJ at her birthday party. "Chucky have you seen Mary? All of her guests are here and I can't find her anywhere." She told him. "No, she's probably still upstairs. You know how are girls are, everything just always has to be fuckin perfect." He answered. "Chucky this is serious!" Kristen snapped as Chucky rolled his eyes and took a sip of his beer before giving a loud belch and turning off the TV." Alright! Alright! I'll go see what's wrong with her." He said as he set his beer back down on the coffee table and turned around to walk out of the room. "Damn woman, no matter how hard I try I can't ever seem to get you off my ass." He said as Kristen rolled her eyes at him before turning back to attend to the party guests as Chucky ran upstairs.
"Mary your friends are here and your mother sent me up here because she wouldn't stop bitching about it." Chucky told her impatiently through the door and waited for a moment of silence before he gave a knock. "Mary?" he questioned before he slowly turned the knob and entered the room. Chucky's heart sank as he saw her sitting on top of her bed and staring down at the carpet. "Hey kiddo, what's up?" he questioned as he walked over to her and sat down next to her as she heaved a sad little sigh.
"Don't you have a killer birthday party to go to?" he asked as he gave a little chuckle. "Get it? Because I'm a killer doll and I'm the DJ so_" he began as she continued to avoid eye contact with him and heaved another sigh. "Never mind." He said simply before wrapping his arm around her and pulling her inside his chest. "Come on," he began as he planted a kiss on her forehead. "Speak to me, what's wrong?" he asked as he started to gently rub her back. Mary took a deep breath.
"It's been one year already since my father died." She explained. "Oh,.. I think I understand now. You really miss him don't you?" he questioned. "Uh huh." She said with a nod. "Listen kid, I know this must really be hard for you right now, but just think, if he hadn't of died then you and I would have never met." He told her shaking his head. "I know but I still miss him." She said. "I know, and you're going to. But that doesn't mean that you should stay up here in your room sulking about it. I mean it's your birthday for Pete's sake, and I know for a fact that he would want you to enjoy it and be happy about it." He told her.
"After all, you only turn seven years old once in your lifetime. And you should enjoy it now because it all goes downhill from here." He said as she giggled a little. "Thanks Chucky." She told him. "Anytime kid." He said as he smiled lovingly down at her and extended his fists. Mary stuck out her own and they bumped them together a few times making whooshing shooting noises before striking only one of their fists together and breaking it apart up in the air with a final whoosh. "Well I don't know about you, but I need some cake." Chucky said as he lifted her up and set her back down on the ground. "Me too." She said smiling brightly at him. "I'll race ya!" she exclaimed excitedly.
Meanwhile Kristen heaved a heavy sigh as she stood down at the base of the stairs. "Mary Chucky let's go!" she shouted before she turned around and saw her mother standing behind her. "Man with Chucky I feel like we've added another child to the family. I mean this is my own fault for leaving them alone." Kristen said. "I know it's hard, but with Mary's father gone at least she always has someone to talk to." Her mother said. "I know, you need the Jaws of Life to pry those two apart. And it's not like I want to try, but ever since we got Chucky it has been nothing but chaos around here and sometimes I just want to pull my hair out." Kristen explained.
That's when suddenly she heard laughter and giggling as Mary and Chucky raced to the bottom of the stairs. "Mary! Chucky!" she began. "I've told you over a million times not to race down the stairs!" she scolded as Mary stopped and looked up at her. "Sorry Mommy." She apologized guiltily. "Yeah, Sorry Mrs. B." Chucky said turning over to look at her as Kristen rolled her eyes and took a deep breath. "You see what I have to put up with?" she questioned her mother before walking into the kitchen.
"Party pooper." Chucky muttered behind his hand and into Mary's ear when she was out of sight. After that, the two of them sat down at the table with everyone else as Mary's mother brought in her birthday cake. Chucky grinned as he watched her set it down in front of Mary. "Chucky, would you do the honors?" her mother asked. "I'd be honored to Kristen." He said as he dug his lighter out of his pocket and started to light Mary's candles. "Alright now, let me grab my camera and then we can get ready to sing." Kristen said and everyone waited for her to do so, and Chucky to finish lighting her candles before they started to sing happy birthday to the birthday girl.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, (you belong in a zoo Chucky sang) happy birthday dear Mary, (you look like a monkey) happy birthday to you!" (and you smell like one too!) Everyone cheered as Chucky continued to sing. "And many more, on channel four!" he sung. "Chucky!" Kristen scolded while all the children including Mary broke into a fit of giggles. "What?" Chucky asked with a grin and a little chuckle. Mary's mother simply just rolled her eyes and shook her head before telling her daughter to make a wish and to blow out all the candles.
Mary took a moment to think about what she wanted to wish for, before she held her hair back and blew out her candles and everyone cheered and applauded. "So kid, what did you wish for?" Chucky asked her. "I can't tell you silly, or else it won't come true." She told him. However after her party was over, and her mother was tucking her into bed, she finally decided to spill her secret. "Mommy, do you know what I wished for?" she questioned her.
"What's that darling?" her mother asked. "For Chucky to be my new daddy." Mary answered as her mother heaved a sigh. "Mary, we've talked about this. Chucky cannot be your father because Chucky is a doll." Her mother explained. "But he's also my friend, I love him and he loves me." Mary said. "I know darling, and I'm glad you have that special kind of relationship with each other. But another thing is, is I just don't think he is ready for that kind of responsibility. I mean I love Chucky as much as you do, but he's a little bit immature and I don't think it's a good idea for him to help me raise you." She explained.
"That's a bunch of bull!" Mary shouted. "Mary Karen Barclay!" her mother scolded as she pointed a finger at her. "You will not use that language around me and that kind of tone do you understand me!?" she yelled. "Yes Mommy." Mary answered her quietly. "You see, this is exactly what I mean. Chucky can't be your father because obviously he isn't a very good role model to you, and I'm going to have a very firm word about it to him tomorrow.
I know he loves you very much but he isn't setting a good example for you and he's having a bad influence on you. I'm going to tell him that he needs to learn to watch his mouth if I'm going to continue to allow him to be around you." She explained as she kissed her forehead. "I love you, now get some sleep." She told her. "I love you too Mommy." Mary answered as her mother told her goodnight and turned off the light before she left the room and quietly shut the door behind her.