"Quick hide him in the closet." Glen whispered nervously.

'Am I the only man that hides from his own wife? probably not.' Chucky snickered at his thought.

"where's the closet?" he asked Glenda.

Without a word Glenda picked Chucky up and sprinted out of her room then into a dark room.

"Okay kid, go stall Tiff." Chucky whispered into the dark.

It was very dark. Chucky decided to find the corner of the room and sit there for the next little while.

Chucky's P.O.V

'Okay where the heck is is the corner?' I carefully waved my arms around to feel where i was going but bumped into something tall and skinny. It fell and clunked me on the head. I swear that broom had a weight on the end of it cause it was enough to knock over.

''OOF!" I yelled as the broom fell on me.

"shoot! Please don't hear me. Please don't hear me." I prayed, but luck wasn't on my side.

Glen's P.O.V

'what was that?!" Mummy asked worriedly as she started to walk towards the stairs.

"oh, uh, squirrels?" I asked more than answered.

Glenda shot me a dirty look that meant 'you are the dumbest person i ever meant, you should leave it to me with lies.' Yeah she has alot of looks but happy ones never show up.

"Yeah, squirrels.'' Glenda agreed giving me another mean look.

Tiffany a questioning look then turned back to the stairs. As soon as Tiffany turned she smacked me hard on the cheek but made no sound.

"SQUIRRELS! REALLY?" Glenda lipped.

I just shrugged and turned to mummy who was already in the hallway. Glenda and I rushed up the stairs and stood infront of the closet.

"You can't go in there! The squirrels might have rabbies!" Glenda yelled
But mummy yanked the door open, her jaw dropped in horror. Infront of her stood a 2 foot tall doll with terrifying stitches.

"Hey Tiff, long time no see.'' Chucky said shyly.

Mum was in shock, all she could was stare in horror and scream at the top of her lungs. I didn't like seeing mummy scared but Glenda seemed to enjoy herself, she was on her back laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mum screamed in horor.

Chucky's P.O.V

''GEEZ Tiff, I know I look bad, but I don't look THAT bad. I mean had 13 years of beauty sleep. Hehaha. I joked trying to calm my wife.

But obviously it didn't work because she still screamed and yelled.

"You are...a...a...MONSTER!" She shouted as she ran down our stairs.

"Well that was harsh!" I yelled as she ran into the kitchen.

Tiffany came running back out of the kitchen with a knife, she pointed it at me.

"Do you know how many nights i woke up crying, how hard it is to raise twins by myself?! She screamed getting closer and closer.

"And how is killing me gonna give them a father! Huh Tiff?" I asked her softly.

"You will NOT harm us!" She yelled putting Glen and Glenda behind her.

"How messed up do you think I am Tiff? Yeah I tried to kill you in the hospital but only because you took away our son!" I yelled defending myself.

Tiffany dropped her knife and started crying. She covered her face and sat down on the stairs.

"Help.'' I lipped not knowing how to stop her from crying.

"Hey, so do you forgive me?" I asked not knowing what else to say.

"Chucky, you put me through a lot good and bad, i will never forget the good things you did so i forgive you.'' Tiffany said softly swiping away her tears.

Glenda's P.O.V

''OH MAN! I helped mom with her love life? That's something I swore never to do!'' I thought aloud in defeat.

Glen just laughed at my comment.

"What are you laughing at?!" I yelled ready to punch.

I watched in joy as Glens laughing face turned into a scared little baby face. he is such a wimp sometimes. Later that night we had dinner, and i still had so many questions to ask.

"Where were you born? How many people did you kill? If you get shot does it hurt you? Why do you kill? Can you eat food?" I asked curiously.

"uh, a hospital, a lot, NO DUH IT HURTS! Because i can do what ever I want when I want. Oh and yes I can eat." Chucky replied while shoving a spoonful of potatoes.

"What happened to your face?'' I asked out of the blue.

Chucky looked up from his plate and gave a stern stare.

"okay that came out wrong, but what happened?'' I asked once again.

"Uh i fell." He said not wanting to talk about Andy Barkley.

"Into what? A blender?" I asked without thinking.

Everyone shot me a glare.

"Glenda! That was rude!" My mom yelled.

"Come on, you were thinking it too!" I yelled across the table.

I then quickly ran up to my room and slammed the door.

Chucky's P.O.V

"So how was your day to-" I got cut off by a loud boom of music.

"I'll be right back.'' I told Glen and Tiff with a familiar evil grin that I didn't have for a long time.