Chapter Six

The drive home wasn't as quiet as Penelope hoped.

"Amy, just tell Professor Baxter I'm in the shower." Penny sighed.

"Penelope Karen Barclay, where are you? And I want the truth." Amy sounded cross with her.

Penny sighed. "The truth? Okay, the truth. I'm just touring L.A. I'm sight seeing and I don't want to be in the room doing nothing." She lied.

Amy nodded. "Okay, I'll tell him. But promise we can actually go see art."

Penny knew she probably wouldn't keep that promise. Chucky was back to cause trouble and Penelope knew Chucky would find out where she was eventually. So, she promised anyway.

"Great! See you tomorrow at the Beverly Hill Art Gallery." She hung up.

Penelope hung up too. "Shit!" She threw her phone in the backseat, almost hitting Glen who was asleep.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Chucky asked from the passenger seat.

Penny stopped at a red light. "I'm just stressed out, that's all, okay?" She inhaled then exhaled deeply.

"Maybe you need to take all the stress out...sexually." He grinned at her.

Penny scoffed while she turned to him. "Ew." She drove straight ahead. "Aren't you, like, sixty by now?"

He shrugged. "Probably but who's keepin' track?" He cackled.

Penny pushed up her glasses. "You have wife though. Besides, having sex with a doll is kinda awkward. Don't you think?"

"So it's an option?"

"No! I'm just asking." She replied quickly.

"Maybe you could transfer your soul into a doll."

Penny rolled her eyes. "No way! You go into a human body. I'd be more romantic. But I'm still not saying I'll have sex with you."

Chucky nodded. "You're right. When I take over Redman's body, you're first. Deal?"

"If I agreed, what would Tiffany say?"

"Would you forget about her for one damn minute? Besides, I know you like me."

"Let's get one thing straight here. I don't like you. I have to put up with you because my last name is Barclay." She half lied.

"Aww, I have to put up with you too." He laughed.

Penny's face turned red. She couldn't deny that Chucky was right. She's always had a crush on Charles Lee Ray.

"Deal." Penny took a left.

Chucky stopped laughing. "Deal?"

Penny couldn't believe what she was saying. Penelope was a virgin and she's waited long enough.

She nodded. "You heard me."

A grin appeared across his face. "Hell yea! Kiss on it?"

Penny half smiled. She leaned over and kissed Chucky on the cheek.

After they returned home, Chucky and Glen revolted to the attic while Penelope slept on the couch.

Upstairs, Jennifer and Redman began to wake up.

Redman sat up. "Good mornin',"

Jennifer quickly sat up. "Oh...hi."

"We must have gotten really wired last night." Redman said.

"Yea..." Jennifer agreed. "Redman...did we..?"

He glazed at her. "Y-You don't remember?"

She shook her head. "No, it's all a blur. What about you?" She leaned in.

"I kinda remember you screamin' a lot."

"Oh yea, I seemed to remember that too."

Redman nodded. "Yea I tend to have that effect on women."

She looked at him. "Really?"

"Yea." He smiled.

Jennifer gasped. "Wait, I do remember something. I had the strangest dream. I dreamed my guardian angel came to me. She had the sweetest voice I ever heard. She told me to respect myself...then she asked for my autograph. I'm going to ask Penny about last night. She'll remember."

Jennifer took her heels off then went downstairs to see Penelope.

"Honey? Honey, wake up." She shook Penny awake.

Penelope looked up at her. "Oh." She got up quickly. "I'm sorry I slept on your couch."

Jennifer laughed. "It's fine, It's fine. Um, do you know what happened last night?"

Penny had to make up a story fast. "Yea, uh, you and Redman got weird so I told you two to take it upstairs."

Jennifer nodded. "That seems right."

Redman walked slowly downstairs. "Damn, my head is killing me."

Penelope put on her glasses and took Redman to the kitchen. "Here is some Advil." She filled up a glass with some water and gave it to him. "And some water."

Redman took the pills. "Thanks, uh, Penelope."

"You can call me Penny. Do you want me to make you breakfast?"

He shook his head. "No, it's fine. I gotta roll." He walked out the door.

While Jennifer was getting changed, Penny walked with Redman to his hummer.

"Not to intrude, but will Jennifer get roll of the Virgin Mary?" Penelope smiled.

He nodded. "Yea, Yea, she will."

Chucky looked out the attic window. "What the hell is she doin'?"

Penny nodded. "Oh that's great."

Redman rubbed her shoulder. "Ya know, I could star you in the movie too."

Penny felt uncomfortable. "Oh, you don't have to." She moved her shoulder away, smiling awkwardly.

Redman smiled and moved closer, bodies almost touching. "But a pretty girl like you could make it big in L.A."

Penelope looked slightly up to him. "Thanks but I'm an artist. I'd rather make it big painting on a canvas."

Redman chuckled then held her waist. "Are you sure?"

Chucky's rage boiled. "What a slut!" He walked away from the window. "We had a deal."

Penelope pushed him away. "I'm positive. Unlike Mrs. Tilly in there, I won't whore myself around to be in a movie. Maybe you should be on your way now."

Redman shrugged his shoulders then climbed into his hummer and drove away.

Jennifer met Penny outside. "I've got to go. Look over the house for me." Jennifer brushed Penny's chin with her hand as she walked to the limo.

Penelope nodded. "Yes Jennifer!"

She walked back into the house and into the kitchen. "God that was weird."

Chucky ran into the kitchen. "YOU!"

Penelope gasped. "You? Me? What?"

Chucky beckoned her. "Come here."

Penelope walked to him then looked down. "What?"

"Closer." He said through his teeth.

Penelope sat on her legs. "Yea?"

"How did you get that scar on your chest?" He put his hands behind his back.

Penelope pulled down her shirt slightly then looked up at him. "From you..." She mumbled.

"What? I can't hear you."

"From you." She spoke louder.

"Would you like me to do that again?" He smirked.

Penelope let go of her shirt. "No. Why are you being so mean?"

"Then why are you being a slut?"

Penny looked around. "What are you talking about? I've done nothing wrong!"

"Then why was Redman getting all personal with you? Touching you and shit?!"

Penelope shook her head. "You got it all wrong! He told me I was pretty to star in his movie. I refused and he got grabby."

"Hmph!" He walked away.

Penelope stood up. She felt so bad. Was it her fault or was Chucky the jealous type? She went upstairs and went through Jennifer's old clothes again. She fished out a black Dahlia top and super-slim jeans. She straightened her hair then put some black ankle boots on.

"Everything okay in here, doll face?" A sweet voice joined her in Jennifer's bathroom.

Penny turned to see Tiffany. "Oh, hey Tiff." Penny brushed her hair.

Tiffany's face brightened up. "Can I brush it?"

Penelope slightly chuckled. "Sure." She sat on her legs again and handed Tiffany the hair brush.

Tiffany hummed as she brushed her silky brown locks. "You seem down. Something wrong?"

Penny sighed. "Yea, it has red hair and a fucked up face." The words stung her throat. She didn't mean to say 'fucked up.' She was so angry at him!

Tiffany laughed at her joke. "Charles, huh? What's he up to this time?"

Penny laid her hands on her lap. "Redman got all flirty with me and Chucky saw. He was upset with me, that's all."

Tiff nodded. "That's Charles. The jealous type. Can I do your makeup?"

Penny handed Tiff her makeup and changed positions. "Just don't go crazy."

She giggled. "I won't. Just forget about him. He'll get over it later." She applied eyeliner on her.

Penny smiled instantly. "Maybe you're right."

Tiffany then applied liquid eyeliner and winged it off slightly. "Did you know I'm a recovering addict? No more killing? Chucky's doing the same."

"Yes I did. Congratulations, Tiff!" In her head, she wanted to tell Chucky's secret killing of Pete Peters.

Glen walked into the bathroom. "Mummy?"

Tiffany blew him a kiss. "Hey Glenda." She put soft red onto Penelope's lips.

Glen looked at Penelope. "Pretty." He smiled slightly.

Penelope smiled. "Thanks." She hugged Glen.

Tiffany smiled and showed Penelope her final look in a small mirror. "My mother always said Beauty is in the eyes of the Beholder."

Penelope stood up. "I like it. You're really good at makeup. Why didn't you go to college for Cosmetology?"

She rolled her eyes. "Who has the time and money?"

Penelope pointed at herself. "This sucker." She walked into Jennifer's room with the two.

Tiffany and Glen sat by Penny on Jennifer's bed.

"You two remind of me of my mother and I." Penny put Glen on her lap.

Tiffany looked up at her. "Really? In what way?"

"Because she and I had a special bond. I miss her very much."

Tiffany held her hand. "Oh, honey, what happened to her?"

Penny sighed and played with Glen's fiery hair. "Well, when I was five years old, she was in a car accident. I grew up learning everything from my dad who worked long hours. But I learned that live goes on and nothing I can do will bring her back."

Tiffany wiped the tears from her eyes. "Penny, I had no idea."

Penelope sat Glen down and stood by the bathroom doorway. "Come on now, no crying. Let's go do something, huh? Maybe we can look for something to eat. I'm kinda hungry."