1:00 am. Chucky, Tiffany, and Glenda were in Colorado driving a black van with Chucky behind the wheel.

"Dammit, I can't believe the cops are looking for us." chucky said as he punched the wheel.

"Well we did kill almost killed a 300 or 400 people there for the past 6 years. It's not like no one's gonna suspect anyway."

"Whatever, I just can't believe they even looked two states out of Vegas!" he growled.

"Alright just calm down. All we need to do is look for shelter and not kill anyone for at least... Two or three weeks." Said Tiffany.

Glenda leaned her head against the seat. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me."

"If we don't want the cops looking for us, we're gonna have to suck it up and not kill. Believe me this one big pain in the ass for me as well."

Glenda sighed. "So where the fuck are we hiding?" she asks.

CHukcy looks around as he drives and sees a mansion on a lonely hill with only a single road. He drives up the road and parks a couple of feet away from the house.

"We'll stay in here for the night." Chucky says as he walks towards the house.

"It looks like someone is living there." Tiffany stated.

"Oh well more killing for us." he smirked. "And who knows, we can live here for a while til the cops stop looking for us."

The family walks towards the house. Tiffany opens the door.

"It's locked."

"No shit, Sherlock.. Like anyone would the door unlocked." Glenda said. Then a shattered glass was heard. Glenda and Tiffany look over to the right and sees Chucky in front of of the shattered window.

"Window plus brick equals entrance." he smirked. He looks at his family. "Lets go!" he says and then climbs over the window entering the house. His family then did the same.

Tiffany looks around the house they were in. "Oh..." she looks in awe. "This is a very nice house." she walks around.

Eric wakes up after hearing a loud noise and gets out of bed. He picks up his stuffed animal chomper and heads downstairs. While walking down the stairway he sees the living room light on with three small doll-like people in there. Since he never saw other people who were like him, he decides to spy on them and tiptoes into the kitchen behind the counter.

Glenda then notices a small darker shadow standing behind the kitchen counter. Curious. She walks over towards the shadow with her hand on the knife that was in her pocket. The small shadow quickly scurries away as Glenda quickly dashes at the small shadow pulling her knife out. The small shadow whimpers as runs out of the kitchen and bumps into Tiffany.

Tiffany turns around and sees a red headed doll laying on the floor looking at her with big blue eyes with a stuff animal in his hands. Tiffany looks in surprise.

"Glen!" she says as she get on her knees and hugs the young doll. "I can't believe it's you after all these years. I thought you were dead!" she says beginning to cry. Chucky and Glenda looks at the confused young doll that Tiffany was hugging. They notice that something was.. DIFFERENT about him.

Then they finally notice. Chucky noticed that Glen didn't have the scar on his eye from that fight he and Glenda had and Glenda noticed that the young doll had a weird looking stuff animal that she knew Glen was too old for. Plus he wouldn't have run away from him. She quickly recaps that Glen had twins 6 years ago, she this little guy must be...

"Tiff?.." Chucky spoke up. Tiffany sniffs and looks back at him.

"What?" she asks.

"That's not Glen." he says pointing at the young boy.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Tiff, thats not Glen. Look at him!" he says. Tiffany looks at the young boy and sees that he looks different, younger even. This was not how she last remembered him.

"Glen?..." she asks softly.

"My name is Erikku." Eric says soft and fragile.

"What are you three doing here?" a voice different yet so familiar was heard from the staircase. Glenda, Tiffany, and Chucky turned their attention to where the voice was coming from and sees another redheaded doll on the staircase. Only this one had longer hair and had a scar. Glen, standing with disdain and groggy expression on his face, walked down the stairs wearing a black shirt and gray pants.

"What's up dork?" Glenda spoke up.

"Hey hoe.." he says as he raised his hand, waving his hand at Glenda, feeling tired. He goes over to his son and grabs his hand. "Come on, we're going back to your room."

Tiffany and Chucky looked in shocked as they see their son grown up with longer hair and a deeper voice

"Come on, Eric." he said softly. Eric obeyed his father and got up.

"Glen!" Tiffany hugged him from behind. Glen looked back at his mother behind him.

"Hi Mum, good to see you again." he said looking at her with a smile

"Hey kid.." Chucky waved at his son.

"Mmm." he responded with no emotions, not even making eye contact with him.

"I've been so worried about you. I haven't seen or heard from you in 6 years."

"I've missed you too." Tiffany let go of his son and looked at him.

"Oh my, you've grown." she then looked at the Eric. "Who's he?"

Glen closed his eyes for a second. He didn't want his parents to know, but just in case they decided to be here for while or whatever. He turned around"This is Erikku... My son."

Chucky and Tiffany's jaws dropped as they looked at Eric then Glen then back to Eric.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me.." Chucky said.

"Otuosan, they're creeping me out." he said as he slowly walked behind his father.

"I can't believe we have a grandson." she said softly. She looks at Eric and smiles. "Come out, say hi to your grandma." she said sweetly.

Eric looked at Tiffany behind Glen.

"No way, you're crazy!" he hissed at. Glen and Glenda both snickered at that response. Tiffany shot them both a dirty look but they didn't care.

"Go back to bed Eric, I will tuck you in as soon as I finish talking to them." he says as he finish snickering. Eric did as he's told and went back upstairs. Glen looked back at his sibling and parents.

"What are you three doing here?" he says sternly.

"We were on the run after a few cops found out where we live." Glenda said.

"So we drove out of the country and stopped to the only house that was either abandoned or had a small family." Tiffany continues.

"But since we saw that this was occupied with the car outside. We decided to kill whoever was here and rest." Chucky finishes.

"So you're just here for the night?" Glen asks

"Yeah." Glenda responses. "I'm planning on going somewhere else on my own, so..."

"But!..." Tiffany spoke up. "Since we saw you, this might be a good time for us to spend some time as a family."

"Uh... Sure." Glen simply said. "But only for tomorrow."

.. 'Son. Of. A. FAT. UGLY. WHORE!...' he thought.