Chapter Nine

Penelope sat on the couch with a sad look on her face. She wouldn't let tears escape her eyes but they were close to rolling down her soft cheeks.

Chucky slowly walked downstairs. "Oh, what is this now?"

Penny looked over with droopy eyes. "Why did you say that?"

Chucky walked to her. "I was angry of how much of a smartass you were being. You know how much your attitude gets to me."

Penny shook her head. "You didn't have to say something like that." She burst into tears into her hands.

Chucky climbed onto the couch and laid his had on her shoulder. "Stop crying! Fine, I'm sorry. Okay?"

Penelope wiped her eyes. "Really?"

Tiffany hummed coming downstairs then stopped when she got half way. "What's going on here?" She whispered.

"Yea, I love you Penelope." Chucky stood on his toes to kiss her cheek.

Penelope grinned softly, touching her cheek. "You need to hurry up into that new body when Stan gets here."

Chucky grinned. "Our deal." He stroked her soft locks.

Tiffany cut her eyes. "Deal..?"

Penny giggled. "I want to have you all to myself." She stroked his hair, following down to his chin.

Tiffany gasped then ran back upstairs with betrayal in her eyes.


The weather became more violent. The winds picked up and it was thunder storming.

Stan was tied up the same as Jennifer and laid beside her.

"Jennifer, if anything happens to me, I want you to know..." Stan was muted by a pair of socks Chucky stuffed into his mouth.

Charles chuckled, looking down at him.

Penelope stood watch out the window, just in case someone became curious to their whereabouts.

Tiffany stood by Jennifer. "They really make a cute couple, don't you think? It's like my mother always said..."

"Christ!" Chucky interrupted her. "Enough with your mother already! I killed that bitch twenty years ago and she still won't shut up."

Tiffany dabbed the sweat from Jennifer's forehead. "There, there, won't be long now."

Penelope looked around. "Has anyone seen Glen?"

"You mean Glenda?" Tiffany corrected her.

"Whatever!" Chucky shook his head at Penelope. "I don't know where that...child of ours went off to."

"Jennifer!" A voice from outside pounded on the door. "Jennifer!"

Penelope and Chucky scrambled to the window.

"Who is it?" Tiffany asked.

Chucky turned around. "It's that nosy bitch, Joan. I'll take care of her." He took the knife from his overalls. "I wouldn't want you to violate your delicate sensibilities."

Tiffany cut her eyes and scoffed.

"Jennifer!" Joan called one more time. She grabbed the key from under the mat then walked inside. "Jennifer?" She began to walk upstairs. "Jennifer!" She made it to the top of the stairs. "Jennifer?"

Tiffany looked at the bathroom then at Penelope. They both jumped up to rush to the bathroom but Tiffany beat her to the door. Penelope, with no where else to go, stood right in the middle of the room.

Joan entered the room then covered her mouth. "You!"

Penelope put her hands in front of herself and shook her head. "No, No, No, No!" She looked past Joan to see Chucky sneaking up at her.

Jennifer spit out the gag. "Look out behind you! Joan!"

Tiffany ran out of the bathroom with hairspray and a lighter. She lit Joan on fire, making her scream and fall over the banister. She hit her head on the lower level, killing her and leaving her being cooked.

Chucky looked down at Joan. "Wow..."

Penelope joined him. "Oh my gosh, Joan..."

They walked back into Jennifer's room and walked to Tiffany who was crying.

Penelope put her hand on her back.

"Look, I'm not gonna give you crap. Nobody is perfect, Tiff. I've got a few skeletons in the closet myself." He pounded on the other wardrobe, making three other bodies fall out into a pile. "See? Come on, Tiff. How long did it take to build Rome anyway? Tiff?"

Glen turned around with a red lipstick smile. He wore a blonde wig and a bridal gown with blue eye shadow.

Chucky and Penelope jumped back. "Glen...?" They both asked.

"Guess again, daddy." Glen smirked.

"Glenda?" He looked surprised.

"That's my name, don't wear it out." He glazed at his nails.

"Oh shit..." Chucky sighed.

Tiffany dropped the glass of water she had in her hand. "What did I miss?"

Glen looked at her. "Nothing much. I just fired Joan." He laughed.

Penelope sat by him. "Where did you find that?" She reached for the wig.

"No touchy." He swatted her hand.

Chucky turned around to Tiffany. "Looks like you win after all, Tiff. Congratulations."

"You both win. I'm a real lady killer, if you catch my drift." Glen flipped his hair. "I'm a boned bonus baby."

Tiffany walked over to him. "Jesus Christ, Chucky. What did you do to him?"

"What did I do? At least I spent time with the kid." Chucky defended himself.

Tiffany stood in front of Glen. "Glen, wake up!"

"Stop it, mommy. You'll wrinkle my dress." He fixed his hair. "How do you like it? I made it myself. Like mother, like daughter, right? Like mother, like daughter. Like mother, like daughter." He cackled.

"Wake up! Right now!" Tiffany slapped him across the face.

Chucky and Penelope gasped.

Glen looked at Tiffany. "Mom? Dad? What am I?" Tears streamed out of his eyes.

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Penelope sat beside Chucky who was standing on a stool beside Jennifer and Stan.

Tiffany stood in front of Jennifer. "Push, Mrs. Tilly! Push!"

"I"M PUSHING, YOU LITTLE SCAR FUCKER!" Jennifer yelled.

Penelope's eyes widened.

Tiffany looked at Stan. "Pay no attention to little Mrs. Potty Mouth. She's hormonal."

Jennifer yelled in pain.

Tiffany smiled. "Oh my god! It's coming! I can see its little head."

"What is it? What is it?" Penelope asked.

Tiffany held a baby in a blue blanket in her arms. "It's a boy."

Glen smiled. "A boy."

"Thank god." Chucky sighed in relief.

Jennifer then began to wail in pain.

Tiffany's eyes widened. "Chucky, we're not done here yet."

Chucky jumped back. "What?"

"Jennifer isn't done! We've got another one here. Push, Jennifer. Push! Push! Push it out!"

"What's this one?" Chucky asked.

Tiffany held a baby in a pink blanket in her arms. "It's a girl."

Tiffany put the babies in a cradle. "Chucky, it's time."