Meanwhile, a car pulls up to a white mansion. A teenage boy gets out. He is a blonde young man with earrings. He is wearing a black suit with a black bow tie and is holding an orchid flower. He knocks on the door. A slightly overweight middle aged man with thinning black hair answers the door.
"Hello, I'm Chief Kincaid, Jade's uncle." The man says to the teenager.
"David Collins. Nice to meet you." The young man says to Chief Kincaid.
"Nice to meet you.". Chief Kincaid politely says. "Jade, David's here."
No answer.
"JAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDEEEEEEE!" Chief Kincaid screams.
A young woman, around 17, walks downstairs. She is dressed in a traditional Chinese red dress, and has long blonde hair.
"Warren, don't scream." Jade tells her uncle.
"You look lovely tonight." David compliments Jade. "She's in good hands, sir."
"Have fun you crazy kids." Chief Kincaid tells David and Jade as they walk out the door.
The two get in David's car and drive off. The Chief's expression quickly turns from happiness to grimace as he calls a man on his cell phone.
"She just left." Kincaid tells the man on the phone. He then hangs up. Kincaid knew what Jade was up to.
David is driving down the highway, with the Screamin' Cheetah Wheelies' "Boogie King" loudly playing on the car stereo in the background. Suddenly, a young man pops up from the backseat. It turns out to be a young man named Jesse, who is truly dating Jade. David didn't mind this, as he was gay, and had no interest in Jade whatsoever, and was simply helping out his friends.
"You look drop dead gorgeous." Jesse complimented Jade. "Come here."
Jade goes into the backseat with Jesse and the two start making out like animals.
"So I take it Warren fell for it?" Jesse asked.
"Hook, line, and sinker." Jade answered.
"Is he in love with David?" Jesse jokingly asked.
"I don't think so. I'm not making that mistake again." David said. "Kevin was way too needy. From now on, it's either lawyer or nothing."
The three continue to drive down the highway until they hear a police siren. The three pull over.
"Christ it's Needlenose." Jesse complained, referring to the cop that just pulled them over. What does he want now?"
Officer Norton "Needlenose" Michaels was a cop who worked for Chief Kincaid. He was practically his second in command. His deputy, so to speak. Kincaid paid him extra to keep an eye on Jesse and Jade. Chief Kincaid didn't like Jesse for reasons that even Needlenose didn't know. He found this strange, considering that Kincaid often told him everything. He didn't ask questions, though. As long as he got his extra money, he couldn't have cared less.
"Hello!" Needlenose said to the teens. Chief Kincaid got out of the police car and approached the three teens.
"Well, well, well, I guess some things never change." Kincaid said. "Jade, get out of the car."
"Why?" Jade asked, though there was no point in saying that. She knew exactly why she was being forced out of the car.
"I told you, I don't want you seeing this pathetic loser." Kincaid answered.
"Bite me." Jade angrily said.
"Jade, next year when you turn 18, you can go to hell for all I care. But until then I'm stuck with you, so come on. When we get home, you and I are going to have a long talk about your recent behavior." Kincaid sternly said.
"You can't keep us apart!" Jesse piped in.
"Just in case you forgot, I'm the chief of police, kid. I can do whatever the hell I want." Kincaid bragged. "And don't you forget that. Stay away from my niece."
Jade and Kincaid drove back home. Jesse had a look of disdain on his face. He had to do something about this. And soon.
Meanwhile, back at the trailer home, Metal Matt and Tiffany are setting up a resurrection ritual. Tiffany is reading a book called "Voodoo For Dummies" and Metal Matt is lighting candles.
"Are you ready?" Tiffany asked Metal Matt.
"You know it!" Metal Matt enthusiastically answered back.
Tiffany reads a passage from the book.
"Ade due damballa. Give me the power, I beg of you. Leveau haberdasher of wood chaloitte. Secoise entienne but death pea. Morteisma place of vocuier of mieu vochette. Endenlieu for boisette damballa! Endenlieu for boisette damballa! Endenlieu for boisette damballa! Awake!" Tiffany passionately chants.
Nothing happens.
"AWAKE!" Tiffany screams.
Nothing happens.
"Awake, awake, awake!" Tiffany pleads.
Nothing happens.
Tiffany throws the book across the room.
"Told you that book was a crock." Metal Matt said.
Suddenly someone knocks on the door. Tiffany goes to answer it. The door opens and a man named Damien Baylock is there. He has long jet black hair, black lipstick and eyeshadow, a tight black sleeveless shirt, numerous tattoos, and black spandex pants.
"Hi Tiffany! Hi Metal Matt!" Damien tells them.
"What do you want?" Both Metal Matt and Tiffany say in unison.
"Come on, let me in, I'll freeze to death out here!" Damien pleaded.
"Promises, promises..." Tiffany said.
Metal Matt and Tiffany let him in. Metal Matt gets a good look at Damien. He is appalled at the lack of originality with his look.
"What the- what the hell are you wearing?" Metal Matt asked Damien.
"Well I-" Damien answered before Metal Matt cut him off.
"Don't answer that. You look like Marilyn Manson's mistress! Are you trying to look like me? Shave your stupid head. Are you trying to be like Metal Matt? You'll never look like Metal Matt." Metal Matt chastised Damien.
"Anyway, Tiffany, I got something for you." Damien says.
Damien hands Tiffany a picture of a seemingly blood splattered man.
"Whoa. This is great!" Tiffany said, impressed. "You finally killed someone! Did he scream a lot, was it really bloody- wait a minute. I recognize the nail polish. You never killed anybody. Did you! Did You?"
C'mon, Tiffany, I'm working up to it." Damien weakly said.
"Tiff, why do we hang out with him again?" Metal Matt asked. Tiffany seemed to be thinking the same thing. It was a valid question.
"Meh, it gives us something to do." Tiffany responded.
That was true. Usually, at this time of night, Metal Matt and Tiffany would make love, and it would be some of the best times of their lives. Of course, they couldn't do that with Damien inside their home.
"Hey, I have an idea, let's mess with him." Metal Matt suggested.
"Good idea!" Tiffany praised. "Damien, can you see if my... lipstick is under the couch?"
Damien gets down on the floor and searches for Tiffany's lipstick, to no avail.
"There's nothing under here." Damien points out.
Suddenly, a spider drops onto Damien's face.
"Oh, Charlotte, how did you get out?" Tiffany asked. Metal Matt had let her out. Tiffany thought that was a great idea on Metal Matt's part. He knew how much spiders freaked people out. Metal Matt loved spiders. The way they moved and the way they trap, kill, and eat their prey. They could be quite deadly, especially with their poisonous venom. Metal Matt thought something like that was darkly beautiful. The fact that a person could very well die from a spider's venom turned both Metal Matt and Tiffany on.
Suddenly, the power went out. This wasn't surprising, as the power often went out.
"GOOD GOD, THE POWER WENT OUT AGAIN?" Metal Matt screamed from the other room. He hated when something like this happened."
Damien suddenly appears in Metal Matt and Tiffany's bed.
"Do you know what the French call an orgasm? Le petit morte. "The little death". Come on Tiffany, let's die a little." Damien said.
Chucky suddenly appears on the couch, startling Tiffany. Damien joins Metal Matt and Tiffany on the couch.
"Ugh, where did you find this thing?" Said Damien, somewhat disgusted.
"Me and Metal Matt got it from the cops. We stitched him back together. It's the doll from those murders back in '88." Tiffany explained.
"Ah, '88. What a year that was. Great music, great movies. The year I both lived and died." Metal Matt lamented.
"Oh, Chucky? I knew you and Metal Matt were obsessed, but really?" Damien said.
"We are not obsessed, Marilyn." Metal Matt said. "Alicia Silverstone in The Crush, that's obsessed. Edward Nygma in Batman Forever is obsessed. We are not obsessed."
"Well, I thought he would make an interesting toy. Hey, do you want to play?" Tiffany asked.
"Okay." Damien replied.
Tiffany handcuffs Damien to her bed and sits Chucky on top of him.
"Now, you watch me. All three of you." Tiffany said to Damien, Chucky, and Metal Matt.
This is always a treat. Metal Matt thought to himself. She is so very sexy.
"You know," Tiffany said, "There's something I never told you about Chucky."
"Don't tell me he's one of those dolls that crap their pants." Damien replied.
" I wouldn't talk that way about Chucky if I were you." Tiffany warned. "You see, me, Metal Matt, and Chucky all lived together for years. Of course that was before the cops killed him, before he transferred his soul into that doll there. These two, Chucky and Metal Matt, I love them."
"C'mon, baby," Damien said, " Little Chucky here ain't big enough to take care of a woman like you."
Suddenly, Chucky came alive.
"It ain't the size that counts. It's what you do with it." Chucky said to Damien.
Chucky turns around and tears out Damien's lip piercing. Chucky then suffocates Damien with a pillow.
"Hey, Chucky." Tiffany said.
"Hey. Hey, Metal Matt." Chucky said.
"What's up, Chucky." Metal Matt said with a lack of interest.
"Don't tell me you were with this joke." Chucky said, hoping it wasn't true.
"Ten years is a long time, Chucky. Besides I was never actually with him. You know me. I'll kill anybody, but I'll only sleep with someone I love." Tiffany said.
"Glad to have you back Chucky." Metal Matt lied. He didn't really want to have Chucky back. He loved having Tiffany all to himself. But there was nothing he could do now.
"I'll go get dinner started." Metal Matt said to the now reunited couple.
Jade and Chief Kincaid are back at their mansion. Jade is sitting on the couch while Chief Kinkaid is pacing back and forth through the living room.
"You know Jade," Kincaid began his lecture, "You really took the cake this time."
"Oh man, there's cake?" Jade jokingly answered. Kincaid didn't appreciate the humorous antidote.
"I have told you time and time again that I don't want you seeing this guy." Kincaid sternly told Jade.
"But I love him." Jade said.
"Believe it or not Jade," Kincaid said, "I actually have your best interests in mind. I'm only doing what your mom wante-"
"Can we please not talk about my parents? Besides my parents liked all my friends." Jade interrupted.
"Apparently they never saw him." Kincaid lamented to himself. "He's trailer park trash in every sense of the word."
Jade stood up.
"Warren, for the last time, I'm-"
Jade is knocked to the floor by a punch from Kincaid. Blood pours profusely from her nose.
"Look, Jade, I am tired of playing nice. I didn't like your parents and I didn't like you. You're not going to be with him and that's final." Kincaid stated.
Kincaid then took Jade up to his room and locked the door and closed the blinds. He didn't want anyone to see what he was about to do.
Meanwhile, Metal Matt, Tiffany, and Chucky are partying in their trailer. Blondie's "Call Me" is playing on the stereo.
"I love this song. It's so great." Metal Matt said. While the song wasn't necessarily his style of music, it was pretty good. And who was Metal Matt to turn down good music?
Tiffany, holding Chucky, walks over to the stove, where Swedish Meatballs are sitting in a pot.
"Look Chucky, me and Metal Matt made Swedish Meatballs for you. It's your favorite." Tiffany said, adoringly.
"Honey, you two shouldn't have!" Chucky said.
"Well, we wanted tonight to be perfect." Tiffany said.
Tiffany brings Chucky over to a platform. Chucky looks at some type of playpen that is sitting in the living room.
"Tiff," Chucky said, "What the hell is that?"
"It's a playpen, for the nursery." Tiffany explained. "You know, I still have the ring."
"What ring?" Chucky asked. Tiffany had a confused look on her face.
"The ring you left for me. I found it on the mantle the night you were killed. I've never taken it off." Tiffany explained.
"That's kind of creepy." Metal Matt pointed out.
"Oh, that's Vivian Van Pelt's ring!" Chucky suddenly remembered.
"Who? Tiffany asked.
"Vivian Van Pelt. She was pretty easy to kill. Then again, there wasn't much to kill, anyway, if you know what I mean." Metal Matt explained.
"Yeah, that ring's worth 5, 6 grand." Chucky said.
"You mean, you weren't going to ask me to marry you?" Tiffany asked, hoping she wasn't going to hear what she thought she was going to hear.
"What, are you nuts? HAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! You thought- HAHAHA!" Chucky laughed hysterically. The idea of him and Tiffany getting married seemed foolish to him.
"I can't believe it." Tiffany sadly said, devastated.
"Now what we've got to do is to get me out of this body once and for all." Chucky said.
"No. I think I prefer you like this, you're kind of cute. Is the little baby ticklish?" Tiffany said.
Tiffany tickles Chucky for a while. Tiffany then drops Chucky into the playpen and locks it.
"OK, OK, you're still hung up on the domestic thing, no problem, we'll get hitched." Chucky lied. He just wanted to get out of this contraption. He had no time for stuff like this.
"My mother always used to say that love would set me free." Tiffany lamented. "But that's not true, Chucky. I've been a prisoner of your love for over ten years. Now it's payback time."
"Metal Matt, let me out of here!" Chucky bellowed.
"NO!" Metal Matt declined. "Besides, I don't know where the key is."
"Sweet dreams." Tiffany sarcastically said to Chucky.
Later that night, Tiffany is sleeping in her and Metal Matt's bed, though Damien's corpse is still handcuffed to the bed. Metal Matt is forced to sleep on the floor next to the nursery.
"Hey, Metal Matt! You're still up? Why aren't you sleeping in the bed?" Chucky questioned.
"Well, someone's kind of taken my spot." Metal Matt explained. "Besides, I can barely sleep anyway. I'm a night owl, a creature of the night."
"Wait, you've slept with Tiffany the entire ten years?" Chucky asked, outraged.
"...I'd rather not say anything." Metal Matt could have said something, but decided not to. He could have. After all, Chucky was locked away. There was nothing he could do.
"Why did you say that anyway? Who wouldn't want to marry Tiffany? She's a really cool chick. I'd totally marry her in a heartbeat." Metal Matt asked.
"It was a mistake. I'm not one for commitment." Chucky confessed.
"Whatever, dude. I'm going sleep in the bathtub. Good night." Metal Matt said, as he grabbed his pillow and blanket and went into the bathroom to get some peace and quiet.
The next day, Jesse is shown washing his van, while Tiffany is just waking up.
"Hey, Tiffany. Good morning!" Metal Matt greeted Tiffany. Today was Halloween. He had a surprise for her.
"Good morning. Were you up all night?" Tiffany asked.
"Kind of. You know me, I can never really sleep for too long. Besides, I was making you this. Close your eyes. OK, now open them." Metal Matt said.
Metal Matt reveals a doll that resembles Tiffany. The doll has long bleached blond hair, black lipstick and eye shadow, a beauty mark, a wedding dress, a leather jacket, and black boots.
"Metal Matt, it's beautiful! I love it!" Tiffany said. This must have been his Halloween present he was teasing. She was thrilled.
"I'm glad you think so. I'm going into town, you need anything?" Metal Matt asked.
"Hmm... Surprise me." Tiffany seductively said.
"Alright. See ya later, Tiff." Metal Matt said.
They kiss each other goodbye and Metal Matt rides off on his black motorcycle, named "Black Sunshine". It was a cool vehicle, the perfect thing for Metal Matt. Tiffany is dragging a suitcase filled with Damien's body.
"Jesse! Jesse! Can you come help me real quick?" Tiffany asked him.
"Sure." Jesse reluctantly agreed.
"Thanks, I owe you one." Tiffany said. "I'm getting rid of this, bringing it to the Goodwill. So, are you doing anything tonight? I know a place, we can get a couple drinks."
"No, I'm with someone." Jesse said. He didn't really want to be with Tiffany anyway. Too weird for her own good, he thought.
"That's a shame. All the good guys are taken." Tiffany said.
"Well, bye." Jesse said, hoping to get out of this awkward, one sided conversation.
"Wait, Jesse. Treat her right." Tiffany said.
"Excuse me?" Jesse asked.
"Treat her right. Never take her for granted. It's like my mother always used to say, "Women spend all day slaving away over a hot stove, the least the man can do is wash the dishes." She was kind of a philosopher, my mom. Well, bye." Tiffany said.
"Bye." Jesse said, as he got in his van and drove downtown.
Later, a sign saying "PUPPET SHOW AT 8:00 P.M." is seen. A mini-stage is later seen by their trailer home, where Tiffany is seen with Chucky, who has strings attached to him. He is treated like a marionette, constantly being embarrassed and humiliated by various dolls, including the Tiffany mini doll created by Metal Matt.
"Step right up and see this pathetic puppet, afraid of commitment!" Tiffany said, mocking Chucky.
Chucky glared angrily at Tiffany. She's not going to get away with this, Chucky thought.
After the show ends, Tiffany brings everything back into their home. Chucky cuts his strings while Tiffany is still in the house. Tiffany comes out and notices that Chucky is gone. Chucky then pops up from under the Puppet Show sign, and drowns her in the lake by their home. Chucky later drags Tiffany into the trailer home. Chucky places Tiffany's corpse next to the mini doll. He was planning something devious.
"Ade due damballa. Give me the power, I beg of you. Leveau haberdasher of wood chaloitte. Secoise entienne but death pea. Morteisma place of vocuier of mieu vochette. Endenlieu for boisette damballa! Endenlieu for boisette damballa! Endenlieu for boisette damballa!" Chucky chanted.
Nothing happened.
"Awake! Awake!"
Nothing happened.
"What a crock." Chucky said. How could it not have worked?
Behind Chucky, Tiffany comes back to life, now inside the body of the mini doll.
"AHHH! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?" Tiffany screams.
Tiffany punches Chucky to the ground. He gets up.
"You got your wish. You're mine now, doll. And if you know what's good for you, you are going to love, honor, and obey!" Chucky demanded.
"I wouldn't marry you if you had the body of G.I. Joe!" Tiffany stated.
"You're in a doll's body now. Now's not the time to get picky." Chucky said.
"Grrr..." Tiffany growled. She couldn't believe that this had happened to her. There was only one person that could get her out of this predicament, and it wasn't Chucky...
