"It all started when I turned 18,it was my birthday and Chucky woke me up and served me breakfast in bed. How sweet. He then took a purple helium balloon and sucked in the helium.

"Happy birthday Tiffany!" He yelled in a high, squeaky voice.

I giggled then laughed so hard I struggled to breathe.

"So listen I know you wanted a tattoo so I booked an appointment." He said sweetly while he grabbed my hand and pulled my outside into the car.

We drove through town looking at the different shops and stores. We finally arrived at the tattoo shop. They greeted us and asked us what we wanted.

"I would like a red heart, a knife through it and 'chucky' written above it." I whispered into the mans ear, making it a surprise.

They lead me over to a chair and started the tattoo. I watched as Chucky whispered to the man, then walking over to another chair. I focused on Chucky getting a tattoo on his back. Before I knew it I was done.

"Hey I wanna show you this tattoo!" I said excitedly as I covered the tattoo with my hand.

"I want to show you mine too!" He said excited too.

"At the same time! One...Two...Three!" I said as I lifted my hand and he lifted his shirt.

"Oh my! It's amazing! I love it!" I screamed as I covered my mouth.

It was a dark purple heart with a ribbon across it spelling 'Tiffany'.

I hugged him tightly.

"Tiff, I love it so much." He said smiling down at me.

We held hands and walked up to the counter.

"1000 bucks each." The man said with a straight, mean face.

Chucky and I both turned to the man surprised, with our jaws dropped.

"I am not paying two thousand dollars for two tiny tattoos!" Chucky yelled as he slammed both hands down on the counter and growled.

"Two thousand dollars please." The man said not changing his attitude.

He turned to me and gave me a look that meant run on the count of three. He held his hands low and flicked one finger up, two fingers up then three. We ran as fast as we could to the car and zoomed off.

"That was so fun, Chucky!" I said as I checked my makeup in the side mirror.

"Tiff, you don't need makeup." Chucky said tapping me on the knee.

"Uh huh." I said as I applied a thick layer of black lip stick.

We pulled into the drive way and got out of the car.

"Oh, before I forget this is also for you." He said as he opened the trunk and grabbed a present box.

It was wrapped in black wrapping paper with dark purple polka dots. I smiled and took it from him. I shredded through the paper to see a card board box, I opened it and saw a scrape book and camera. I looked up and smiled.

"I thought we could take pictures of us and scrape book it to remember." He said blushing.

"I love it." I said hugging him.

He grabbed the camera and took a picture of us.

"I want to remember this moment." He said putting the camera back in the box.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

He turned around and kissed me for the first time. I blushed and giggled. I was my first kiss. I know 18, and I never been kissed.

"Oh, that's why. Hehehe." I giggled kind of embarrassed.

He took a couple more pictures then walked inside and started putting the pictures in the scrape book. I took pictures of him while he worked. He looked up from the pictures and made a funny face for the camera.

"Hahahahahehe." I laughed as I took more pictures.

"Your turn." He said as I handed him the camera.

He chased me around the trailer taking pictures. We laughed and giggled all night. It was the best birthday I ever had."

...FLASHBACK OVER...

"I remember that!" Chucky yelled from the front seat.

"Well I thought that would be more interesting." Glenda said sadly as she slumped low in her seat.

"I thought it was a great story mummy!" Glen said kindly as he pressed the pedals.

All of a sudden the car started making funny noises then stopped. The car ran out of gas.

"uh, oh. What do we do walk?" Glen asked worriedly.

"Looks like it. But I saw an older house a couple miles down that looked like it hasn't been lived in for awhile." Glenda pointed out as she got out of the car and started waddling down the street.

"Let's do it." Chucky said getting out of the car too.

"Are you crazy!? we cant drag him all the way up there!" I complained as I pointed to Mike.

"Right." Chucky said as he thought of what to do. "I got it!"