Copyright for characters belongs to Don Mancini creator of Child's Play franchise, Jennifer Tilly/Brad Dourif the actors for these awesome characters. This work is only written for my own entertainment, no infringement is intended.

Thank you gothgirl97 and Muse of suffering. Here's the continuation of my one-shot. Please keep in mind that this contains mature content so please read at your own discretion. Thanks!

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Almost a whole week passed before Glen and Glenda started getting comfortable with Chucky's presence in the house. It was hard to adjust having their father of few words, yet threatening aura be around them since he returned from his trip. After all, they had grown up with a sweet, but stubborn mother.

Chucky didn't know his children very well and he didn't try to communicate with them unless he found it necessary. He had to admit that even though he hardly knew them, he still considered them his kids. As a father, he was learning how to take care of children with a resolve in mind. He wouldn't make the mistakes his bastard of a father made with him.

"You are doing it all wrong, father." Glenda complained staring at her homework. For the last thirty minutes, Chucky had been trying to teach Glenda to work out an algebra math problem. He had a very nice IQ for a man that had grown up with shitty and irresponsible parents, but even some math problems were impossible for him to defeat.

"What do you even know kid; you can't even solve it in the first place." Chucky stated in an angry tone. Glenda looked away from her father and huffed. Her father was right, but she knew for a fact that there was something wrong about the equation Chucky was using.

"If you don't approve of my method in working out this problem, go ask your mother for help. What about you, do you need me to explain anything?" Chucky asked Glen who was sitting across from them.

"No, I'm okay." Glen answered with a small smile. He took his father's offer into consideration understanding that his father wasn't such a horrible man. Glen knew his father could learn to love them if they cooperated with him.

"Its fine, thanks for helping, anyway." Glenda stated before she stood gathering her homework. Chucky stood up and left the room heading downstairs. Glenda sat down next to Glen and pouted. "Help me with my homework, Glen."

Chucky sat down on the living room couch after getting a beer from the fridge. He prop his feet on the coffee table just as Tiffany entered to pick up the kid's backpacks.

"Get your feet off, Chucky." She commented idly knowing he was just teasing her. He stared at her lower backside, before he decided to comply.

"You're no fun, Tiff." Chucky said before he placed his feet on the floor. He watched as she flipped him the bird with a small grin, before leaving with the kid's backpacks.

"Hm," Chucky smirked in amusement. He noticed that Tiffany still acted like herself when she was not busy playing her mother role. Part of the reason, he returned back as a human instead of a doll was because of Tiffany. After he was brought back to life, he noticed that Tiffany still enjoyed the occasional killing just as long as the children were kept in the dark about this little hobby.

However, she was more lenient in killing people than him. Tiffany didn't mention anything about murdering people unless it was necessary. It was for this reason that if he ever had the urge to kill someone, he would make sure to do it somewhere far away from his family.

After lunch, they all went together to the park and spend the afternoon as a family despite the dysfunction relationship they had. Afterwards, Glen and Glenda were dropped off with the nanny Tiffany had hired since she started helping Chucky with the ordeal of delivering the deathly mail package.

Chucky didn't mind leaving the kids with the old lady realizing that Tiffany probably had plans for tonight that didn't involve the presence of the children. While driving back home, he made small talk with her by reminiscing about the good old days.

Once arriving back home Tiffany turned to face him with her green eyes intent on his face.

"Are we going to kill someone you have in mind, babe." Chucky asked with a devilish smirk.

"Of course not, silly Chucky." Tiffany responded with teasing smile. "I just want to spend some time alone with you," She suggested seductively.

"I'm definitely on board with your plan if that's what you want." Chucky answered. Having sex with Tiffany was his second favorite next to killing people.

"I'm sorry for making you wait this long, but I wanted to be sure I made the right decision." Tiffany confessed, before moving closer to him. She placed her head on his shoulder allowing Chucky's hand to caress her backside.

"I love you Chucky. Don't you ever dare leave me or I will go hunt you down and kill you." Tiffany threatened after declaring her love for him.

Chucky moved their bodies to the rhythm of a silent song as they danced a slow dance. He knew that he was possessive of her, but sometimes he wondered if her obsession was stronger than his own. The answer didn't matter too much as he found contentment being in her arms.

He kissed her lips softly, before deepening the heated kiss. Her mouth opened to meet his tongue as their tongues entangled into a passionate kiss. She loved how his tongue caressed the inside of her mouth and how slick it felt. Tiffany moaned in passion against his mouth as he kissed her with urgency.

A small pent up feeling in her lower abdomen made her feel like she had butterflies in her stomach. Chucky kept her mind occupied on the wet sensation he was giving her body as he pulled down her tank top with her bra revealing her naked flesh to the cold air. He pulled away from the kiss and trailed down his lips against her smooth neck before his mouth touched her collarbone and skimming further down to her breast take a nipple in his mouth. His tongue played with her breast roughly. She had been moaning softly, but her voice only increased louder as he gave her sensations that she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Chucky…" she moaned his name as her back arched forward. His tongue continued to tease her, before his hands followed after his example and removed her shorts and underwear. His hands skimmed over her wet womanhood eliciting a passionate cry from Tiffany. Tiffany wrapped her legs against his hips as he carried them upstairs and led them to the master bedroom. They were now lying together in bed as they kissed passionately using their skilled tongues to please one another. Chucky pressed her beautiful breasts against his chest enjoying the friction of their love making.

"Tiff…" He even groaned out loud when his penis pressed against her wet entrance. He could hear her beautiful soft moans of pleasure as his fingers teased her when they pushed inside and started preparing her body.

Tiffany silently cried out, her body glistened with sheen of sweat. Her hand reached down to grab Chucky's arousal, but he would not allow it. He pinned her hands to the bed, punishing her eagerness with the swirl of his tongue around one nipple, biting it then and still delivering the stimulation with his tongue. Tiffany let out a cry of pleasure as she twisted against the bed sheets.

"Please inside of me, fill me up," she begged in a sultry voice. She loved how the caresses of his dominating tongue melted her body.

Tiffany's eyes flicked open and looked into those blue eyes admiring the contempt she held for him. Chucky grasped her delicate hips with one hand and drove his length inside Tiffany's hungry body.

He could feel his dick pulsating in eagerness, as he swiftly entered her. She was so hot and tight inside her walls it made him groan in delight. It filled her completely, that length and girth stretched her as he worked himself in to the very end of what her body could take.

"Ah! Chucky!" Tiffany moaned in ecstasy, her body shivering in delight.

They both made love like never before. Tiffany met with every stride of his moves as she enjoyed the pressure building up between them as he thrust inside of her. Her body constricted against him as her womb accepted his semen when he climaxed inside her, through the passionate orgasms they reached together. After their lovemaking, they cuddled against each other holding each other close.

It was a little past midnight; Chucky shared his cigarette with Tiffany as they enjoyed each other's company.

"Let's get out of here to get a drink." Chucky suggested, getting out of bed. Tiffany stared up at him with a small smile, "Sure, I'd like that."

Chucky pressed a small kiss on her forehead before whispering 'I love you' to her. He started getting dressed after putting out the cigarette in Tiff's favorite ashtray. Tiffany had a feeling that she would have to do some house cleaning, before the children returned tomorrow. Her warm gaze watched Chucky and she knew deep down nothing would keep her from him. She was destined to be with him.

It was just like the saying said, "Till death do we part."