Staying conscious wasn't at all possible. His eyelids felt like they had fifty pounds weight attached to them. No matter how hard he had fought to stay awake, he found himself pulled into slumber. Dreamless and cold. When he came to, he found himself tied up on the couch. A small weight in his lap that felt far too light to be Glenda. It definitely felt like...Tommy. Kyle sluggishly opened his eyelids to see the Buddi on his lap. Not looking up at him and not acknowledging that the teen was awake. In fact, his attention seemed to be in front of them. His eyes widening at the sight of another Buddi. One who was wearing ragged overalls with dirt splotches. The other Buddi's face had a few cuts on it that looked a couple of days old or so. For some reason, his mind ran to the broken kitchen window. It had been fixed three days after his Dad died.

Had...had this toy been the one who did it? Was he the one who actually killed Phil? Not Tommy? Kyle chewed his bottom lip as his eyes ran back to Tommy. Who sat very tense in his lap as the other Buddi crossed his little arms. That Buddi's eyes staring intently at the person next to him. He slowly remembered that Andy had also been drugged. Carefully, he turned his head to look at that space. Noticing that Andy was tied up in a similar manner. A sudden horrified chill ran up his spine as he looked for Glenda. Eyes darting to her spot on the floor. Finding that she was fine. Just covered with a little blanket and a pillow under her head. A small smile on her sleeping face. It made him feel somewhat better as he turned his sights back to the other Buddi on the floor. Who finally noticed that he was awake. Frowning slightly, he said,"Hello there, Kyle. It's good to finally be speaking to you. Face to face."

His breathing began to get ragged as he stared at the doll. Kyle began to squirm as he glared down at the other Buddi. Screaming obscenities that were muffled thanks to the thick duct tape on his mouth. He narrowed his eyes as Tommy turned to him. Standing up carefully, his Buddi reached up to gently stroke his face. Only to be met with Kyle yanking his face away from his touch. Tommy sighed as he turned slightly to the other Buddi. Tilting his head to the side, he asked,"Was all of this truly necessary, Chucky? I mean, what was the point of drugging them?"

"You know why, Tommy. Andy would have run if you hadn't. And I couldn't have that.",Chucky answered. Glaring at the other Buddi as his eyes flashed bright red. A sight that sent cold shivers down Kyle's spine. Making him stay quiet as he stared down at the other doll. Unable to breathe as the other doll walked forward. He reached over to grab Andy's pant leg, he said,"I just want him back, Tommy. You promised me that you'd give me him. After all, I did that little significant favor that you needed to be done."

"I made sure Phil broke his neck.",Chucky added. Glaring harshly at Tommy, who visibly tensed up in Kyle's lap. So, it really wasn't Tommy that killed Phil. He had really been telling the truth about his Dad's death. That hadn't been a lie. Kyle's stomach twisted slightly as he watched Chucky climb Andy's lap. Lovingly gripping the sides of his former owner's face. Patting it gently as Chucky waited for him to wake up. When he did, Andy stared down at him in horror. Turning to Kyle to be see that he was similarly tied up like him. Eyes widening when their gazes met before Andy dropped his to look at his former friend. Who grinned up at the young teen. Keeping a careful grip on Andy's face, Chucky asked,"Did you miss me, Andy? Cuz I've sure as Hell missed you."

"I thought that I'd never see you again. But thanks to Tommy, I've finally got you.",he added. Chuckling a little as he pointed over to the other Buddi. Who didn't, or couldn't, look at either of them. His gaze seemed to be fixated on the wall. At least as far as Kyle could tell it was fixated on the wall. Since he couldn't see Tommy's face. That seemed to annoy the other Buddi. Chucky rolled his still glowing red eyes as he muttered,"Don't be so melodramatic. It's your own fault that this happened."

Squirming against his bonds, Kyle glared down at Tommy. Who finally stared up at him with a look of heart-wrenching guilt. Well, what would've been heart wrenching if he wasn't so angry at the doll. Who toyed with his overalls as Chucky continued,"You see, Kyle. Andy used to live in these apartment buildings last year. I was so hopeful that he was still living here."

"Couldn't remember what floor he lived on...but I was so lucky to find you at all.",Chucky added. The night of the glass breaking. That definitely was him. Kyle had wondered if maybe a Buddi had done it or not. But he assumed it had been Tommy for some reason. That he had done it out of some anger or something like that. Nope, it had been this Buddi breaking in. Who was now grinning up at him like a cat who caught the canary. Head tilted to the side as he squished Andy's face slightly. Tommy sat back down in Kyle's lap. Not looking at him as he said,"...I found him before I came into your room, Kyle. He was looking around your living room for Andy."

"He was headed to your room next and I got...got scared...I just wanted to keep you safe. Chucky said he wanted Andy...wanted to hurt him so he couldn't run.",Tommy added. 'Couldn't run'. That reminded him of what he said after he broke Kyle's ankle. Part of him wondered if that's what he would've done to Andy if he knew where he was. Fighting the tape, Kyle tried to get free from Tommy. To push him off of his lap as he glared down at the doll. Who only looked up at him with a frown as he said,"I told him that Andy didn't live here anymore. That I didn't know any Andy and that you were the only teen in that room."

"Chucky wasn't happy with that...he wanted Andy so badly. So, I struck a deal with him. If I help him find Andy, he got rid of your piece of shit Dad. Which he agreed to and I hid him in the Hall closet.",Tommy said. Gently gripping Kyle's collar as he stared him in the eye. It was such a sad look that he couldn't help but feel for him. But the anger nearly overwhelmed him as he glared at Tommy. Unsure of how he truly felt. Most of him wanted to shove him off and get help. While the rest of him wanted to forgive the Buddi and pretend this nasty affair had never happened. To just go on being a happy family together for however long they could. There was no way in Hell he was going to.

There was no going back from this type of situation. And he didn't know what to do about it either. Soon as he sort of calmed down, Tommy said,"I'm sorry, Kyle. I hadn't wanted this to happen. But he's given me no real choice here...he doesn't want to kill Andy, if that makes things better. Just wants to talk is all."

Talk? That's all? Kyle highly doubted that the other Buddi just wanted to talk. Since he had about five or so deaths on his little hands. How in the world did he expect to Kyle believe him when he'd helped him in all of this shit? While he glared down at the doll, Chucky said,"It's true. No one is going to hurt him, Andy. Not unless he misbehaves."

Looking up at Andy, Chucky tilted his head. Bright red eyes going back to the usual Buddi blue. A faint smile on his face. Andy gazed over at Kyle then back at Chucky and shook his head carefully. His whole body staying still as he stared down at Chucky. And for the longest moment, no one said anything. The only sounds were the soft snores that Glenda were making. Then Tommy broke it by asking,"Can we get the tape off of their mouths now? I don't think either of them will scream, right boys?"

Unsure of what he was up to, Kyle nodded his head in agreement. Andy mimicked the action as he stared at his former best friend. The other Buddi paused for a moment before he agreed. Taking the tape off of Andy's mouth first. Doing his best to not hurt the younger teen's face. Who winced and swore under his breath. Tommy did the same as he kept his gaze on Kyle's shoulders. Not looking him in the eye as he whispered an apology. Wincing, Kyle asked,"...so, you just gonna keep us like this, or are you gonna undo the rest of the tape anytime soon?"

"No. If I do that, Andy runs. And then I lose him all over again. I can't have that..I spent too long looking for him.",Chucky said. Running was definitely something that they wanted to do. Kyle wanted to pick up Glenda and bolt. Find their Mom so they could call the police. Or anyone that could help them stop these Buddis. Keeping a straight face, Kyle muttered,"We won't do that, Chucky. I'm not exactly in the best shape to run. And I doubt Andy would just leave me or Glenda here. Right, Andy?"

"Right. I'll stay, Chucky. Please just untie us.",Andy pleaded. His mouth set in a nervous grin as the other Buddi stared in his eyes. He squeezed Andy's face once more before letting it go. Then he gave a little nod before he finally started undoing the tape. Ripping it off of Andy's ankles, Chucky warned,"You do anything stupid and I'll punish you. Do you understand me, Andy?"

Nodding his head, Andy agreed to what Chucky said. Tommy hurriedly took the tape off of Kyle's body. Ankles first then his wrists. Rubbing his owner's wrists as he apologized. Looking every bit as scared as Kyle felt. His first instinct was to shove the Buddi off of him. But he squashed them as he glared down at the doll. The other Buddi did a similar action on Andy. Kissing the red marks as he apologized for having to do it. Tilting his head to the side, Chucky said,"I'm sorry about this, Andy. But you've given me no real options here. I just want to talk about...about everything."

"I love you, Andy. I just want to spend time with you.",Chucky added. There were was something strangely familiar in his tone. It weirdly reminded Kyle of the way Tommy spoke. Ignoring that, he stared down at Tommy. Who immediately adverted his gaze to the floor. Not willing to look at the person he claimed to love. Glancing over at Chucky and Andy, Kyle asked,"So by doing that, you decided to hold us against our will in my home?"

"It was necessary, he wouldn't have talked to me otherwise.",Chucky muttered. Not looking over at the older teen once. His little mouth set in a grim line as he kept eye contact with Andy. Letting go of the younger teen's collar, he asked,"Can we go someplace private for a bit, Andy?"

"Please? It's been far too long since we've spoken...I just want to apologize.",Chucky added. Gently gripping his former friend's shoulders as they kept eye contact. Andy tensed up slightly at this but nodded his head in agreement. Faking a small smile for the killer Buddi. Chucky got off of his lap, letting Andy stand up. Kyle suggested they got to his room. Knowing that Andy would remember where it was and he crossed his arms. Glaring down at Tommy in silence. When the pair were out of the living room, Kyle hissed,"You horrible asshole, I can't believe you've done this shit. You made a deal with that fucker to get what you wanted."

"I just wanted you to be safe, Kyle. It was the only thing that I could think of.",Tommy muttered. His mouth turned down in a frown. Grabbing Kyle's hands, he squeezed gently. In a soft voice, he said,"I was scared that if he...if he lived, he'd hurt you. I really am sorry about it, Kyle. Please believe me."

"I can't trust you, Tommy. You've lied to me, hurt me, and you just helped kidnap someone I barely know.",Kyle muttered. Sure, he wanted to trust him and believe him. That he never meant to be as bad as he was. Part of him even wanted to. Kyle sighed as he set Tommy to the side of him. Scooting a little way away from him as well. Keeping his distance, Kyle said,"When you love someone, you don't pull this kind of bullshit. You try to protect them from things like Chucky."

"I wish you'd get that, Tommy.",Kyle added. Reaching for his crutches before Tommy stopped him. Gently gripping his wrists and pulling them toward him. Pressing his cheek against the back of Kyle's left hand. In a soft voice, he said,"I told you, I couldn't refuse him. He's made sure that I can't...please, try to understand. This is all for your own good. One day, you'll see that."

"I fuckin' hate it when you say that.",Kyle muttered. Pulling his hands away from Tommy's grip as he reached for his crutches. Getting up, he held onto them tightly and started walking to his room. Worried that Andy was in danger. As he walked, Tommy stuck by him. Telling him that he didn't need to check up on them. That they were probably fine and he didn't need to worry. But he ignored the Buddi. Not caring for once about what Tommy said. Praying that he'd find Andy perfectly safe in his room. And Chucky wasn't hurting him.

One year. One wholeyear it had been since he'd seen his owner up close. If he had a heart, it would have been racing. While he sat on Kyle's bed, he stared at Andy's face. Which had changed significantly within a year. Somehow becoming thinner. His cheekbones were way more pronounced than Chucky remembered them being. Eyes looking a little more sunken than he remembered as well. Making the Buddi worry that he was sick or worse. Instead of voicing that, he asked,"...if I hadn't hurt Doreen or Shane or Rooney, would you have kept me?"

"Would you have loved me like I love you?",he continued. Andy toyed with his hoodie as he stared down at his former friend. Nodding his head, Andy answered,"Yes. But you did. You can't change that, nor can you fix it. You have to live with that, Chucky."

"I want to make up for it, Andy. I want to prove to you that I'm not a monster.",Chucky said. Getting up on Kyle's bed, he grabbed Andy's left shoulder. Desperately squeezing it as he tried to get Andy to look him in the eye. Frowning, he pleaded,"Please. I know that I hurt you. I know that what I did was wrong. But I just...I just want to be with you. Be friends again...not like before, better. Be better."

"Do better things for you, Andy. Please, I want to be with you.",he added. Resting his cheek against Andy's shoulder. Noticing that the young teen wasn't look down at him. His mouth was set in a grim line as Chucky stared. While he hugged his former friend's shoulder, he asked,"What do I got to do to prove that I've changed? That I'm not the same as I was before?"

"You shouldn't have had Tommy drug me or Kyle.",Andy answered. Keeping his tone firm as his gaze stayed glued to the wall. Sure, Chucky said it was necessary, but he wasn't sure that he believed him. In what world would drugging and tying him up be okay? Sure, he would've run. But he knew why Andy would run from him. After he killed Mickey Rooney, Shane, and Doreen? Then almost tried to 'fix' him? Which he doubted he'd survive. Andy just couldn't trust that Chucky wouldn't hurt him again. Or more people he knew, like Kyle and Glenda. He tried to not look at the Buddi. Worried that if he did, he'd somehow forgive him for his crimes. Doing his best to keep his gaze forward, he added,"You could've just had Tommy set up a meeting or something. Might've done you better."

Might've.Andy wasn't sure that he would've said yes or not. Or not shown up without the rest of his friends. And some bats. But that wasn't important. What was important was why he was there. How he was in one piece at all after the group had done to him. His Mom had yanked off his head and Mike had shot him in the side. Without looking at him, Andy asked,"How are you even still alive, Chucky? I thought we killed you?"

"No, Andy. You didn't hurt me, you hurt a copy that I was controlling.",he answered. Of course it hadn't been the real him. It had been some other toy that he was messing with. Andy couldn't hold back the annoyed sigh as he tried to not look at him. Of all the rotten fucking luck. Putting those thoughts aside, Andy said nothing to the doll. He kept his eyes on the wall as Chucky said,"I know you're not happy with that. But I knew what would've happened if you had the real me...I mean, I saw most of what you did to the copy."

Rolling his eyes, Andy said,"You gave me no choice, Chucky. Now you've dragged Kyle into this and...and..you k-killed his Dad."

"I did that to earn Tommy's trust. He told me all the bad things he'd seen Phil do.",Chucky explained. Andy raised an eyebrow but didn't look down at Chucky. Instead, he raised a hand and made a 'go on' gesture. Twisting the hem of his hoodie when Chucky said,"Phil was a giant bully when he was alive. Intimidating his son and treating him like garbage. When I broke in, I heard him blame Kyle for the broken glass the next day."

"Berating him, not believing him, and calling him terrible slurs. I don't think it was the only thing he did.",he continued. Letting go of Andy's shoulder, he said,"And the way he spoke about Kyle when I confronted him. The way he spoke about Glenda. I knew I had to do something...murder wasn't my original intent. But he just...he got me so angry."

"I just knew he had to go. That he was worse than Shane ever could've been.",he added. He had just the worst feeling about him. How the man had kicked him in the chest and hurt him. Remembering how he chased the man down the stairwell. Making him fall over the railing and break his neck on the steps bellow. That horrible fucking scream. None of it was pleasurable for him. But he knew it just had to be done if he wanted to see and speak to Andy. Which he was now. Even getting the privilege of hugging his former friend's shoulder. It almost made him grin as he gently touched the back of Andy's head. Petting his hair, Chucky said,"I chased him through the stairwell and he fell over the railing. He landed on his neck and died..."

Andy tensed up at Chucky's pettings for a moment. When he finally relaxed, he muttered,"It wasn't right, Chucky. You know, hurting people isn't right. Don't you?"

"I do now. But he was a bad man, Andy. Doesn't that mean something? Is it really murder if the 'victim' is a monster?",Chucky questioned. All of him wanted to shout 'yes' that it was. But he wasn't entirely sure that he felt it. Since it sounded like Phil was a mean son of a bitch with a violent streak a mile wide. Andy didn't want to agree with Tommy that it was for the best. He put aside his feelings, he answered,"Yes. Even if the victim was a monster, it isn't right. You shouldn't have killed him, Chucky. Even if it was to find me."

Looking down at Chucky, he chewed his bottom lip. Noticing that Chucky was staring at him weirdly. He squeezed his shoulder once again as he stared up at him. In a soft voice, Andy said,"Murder is not okay no matter what..."

"I know, Andy. But he's going to be the last person to die, I swear. No one else will.",Chucky promised. Pleading with his eyes as he stared at Andy. Wanting him to understand that he was serious. Frowning deeply when Andy shook off his hands. Watching him stand up as he said,"I don't believe you, Chucky. You've done so many bad things to me and...and...I don't...don't know if I can ever trust you ever again."

"I want to prove that you can. That you can trust me and trust Tommy. And that we'd never ever hurt either of you.",Chucky begged. Clasping his hands together as he stared at his former owner. Andy stared down at him with a frown. He doubted there was anything that he could do to prove he was safe. Or that he wouldn't hurt anyone ever again. Which he voiced. Making the Buddi frown as he reached for his hand again. Giving a frustrated grunt when Andy pulled his arm away. Pouting, he pleaded,"Please, Andy. Please let me prove myself. To you and to Kyle...I'd do anything to make you happy."

"Just another chance, please? Just one more chance to show you that I'm not a complete monster?",Chucky whimpered. Tears running down the doll's face as he stared up at Andy. Doing his best to plead with him to take him back. He shook his head as he started heading out of Kyle's room. Looking back, he answered,"I can't, Chucky."

"I just really can't. No matter how much I love-loved you, I can't.",Andy added. With that, he hurried out of Kyle's bedroom. Rushing his way past Kyle and Tommy as they argued. Not really paying attention to them as he sprinted past. And definitely not listening when Kyle threw questions at his back. Trying to get his attention as he fled the apartment.

"Fuck, what the Hell happened?",Kyle asked. He had seen the younger teen run past him, a devastated look on his face. The older teen raised an eyebrow as he watched his form disappear out of the apartment building. Turning to his bedroom, he stared at the other Buddi. Chucky's face was covered in what looked like tears. Something he wasn't even aware that the toy could do. Putting those thoughts aside, he repeated,"What the Hell happened?"

"I asked him to give me another chance, he...he said no...I don't understand. Why can't he give me one more chance?",Chucky asked. Covering his blue eyes with his hands as he wept. Causing the older teen to roll his eyes. How in the Hell did he not realize? Kyle answered,"You killed people, duh. People don't forgive and forget murder that easy."

"Now get the fuck out of my apartment. Both of you.",he ordered. Glaring down at Tommy for emphasis. The other Buddi gave him a hurt look. Reaching to touch Kyle's pant leg and frowning when he pulled it away from him. Keeping his expression stern, he said,"Get out. I don't wanna speak to you or your little boss over there ever again."

"It was fucking mistake buying you, get out!",he hissed. Nudging the Buddi with his crutch for added emphasis. The look on Tommy's face was somewhat heart-breaking. It almost made him want to forgive him and let him stay. But he knew he had to keep his resolve. That he had to get him away from Glenda as soon as possible. He kept his hard stare as he watched Tommy walk to the door. Chucky following after him as he tried to control his tears. Tommy opened the door as quietly as possible. Letting Chucky go first then following after him. Shutting the door silently behind him. Soon as he was sure they were gone, Kyle hurried over to his little sister. Sitting down on the couch, he reached over and nudged Glenda's shoulders. A minute later, her eyelids were fluttering open. She slowly sat up straight as she rubbed at them. Looking around, she asked,"Where's Andy and Tommy, Kyle?"

"Andy had to go home, Sweets. And...and I told Tommy that he had to leave...he did something bad and I can't forgive him for it.",he answered. Knowing that she wouldn't understand it as she stared at him. A frown on her face as she got up. Got on the couch with him and hugged him around the waist. When she looked up at him, she reached up to his face. Wiping away tears that he hadn't realized he had been shedding. Quietly going back to hugging him as he cried. Ten minutes later, their Mom came home. Wearing her uniform and holding two big bags of food. Joanna explained that she got called in to open for her bosses. And that she was sorry that she hadn't left them a note.

Noticing that Tommy was gone, she asked,"Where's Tommy?"

"He did something bad to Kyle, Mommy. And Kyle made him leave.",Glenda answered. She hugged her older brother tighter as he tried to calm down. Not crying like before but definitely looking upset. Instead of asking about it, she nodded her head slightly. Then went to fix dinner. Leaving both of her children to cuddle each other. Being quiet as Kyle silently mourned the relationship he'd barely had with Tommy. And wishing he hadn't fallen for the stupid Buddi in the first place.