On his way to school, Kyle texted Andy about coming over. Adding that Chucky had a surprise for him that he might like. As far as he thought, Kyle would like the drawing. It was pretty adorable in his eyes. So why wouldn't it be in the younger teen's eyes? Kyle grinned slightly when Andy agreed to come over after school. Telling him that it'd be Chucky's last day there as well. Finally, he convinced Karen that the Buddi had changed. Now he wouldn't have to deal with Tommy's jealousy over him anymore. Sighing, he sat back in the passenger-side seat. Toying with his phone as he went to read a web-comic that'd been recommended to him weeks ago. One that was about a young orphan girl who wasn't human being adopted by a single human man. The premise seemed pretty interesting, he just kept putting it off thanks to forgetting about it.

And he wished he hadn't.

The first few pages were pretty charming, even if the artwork was meh. The young girl seemed pretty sweet in his eyes. Her design was also very adorable. Something that he wanted to draw when he got home. He reigned in his feelings about it. Not wanting to get his hopes up in case it turned out to be complete trash. Or worse. After a few more pages, he noticed the car was finally reaching his school. He quickly locked his phone and shoved it back into his hoodie pocket. Grabbing his backpack and holding it to his chest. And as soon as the car pulled up to the curb, he grabbed his crutches from the driver-side seat. Awkwardly opened the door with his foot before sliding his backpack on. Getting out of the car as carefully as possible before heading into school.

Soon as he was inside, he headed to his first class. Thinking about what he should prepare for dinner that night. Whether or not he should be ordering fast food. Or just ordering groceries to make food. But he wasn't entirely sure what he should make. Like what they hadn't had in a very long time. And that was spaghetti. That probably shouldn't be the only thing they have for dinner. So, Kyle thought of what to make along with it. Whether or not to order salad stuff or get bread sticks. Maybe getting both so no one went hungry. And just in case Andy stayed long enough to enjoy dinner with them. While he thought about it, he set his things down near his desk. Setting his crutches against the wall nearest him. Chewing his bottom lip as he thought it over. Along with some of the stuff that Chucky had told him that night. About his Dad and the things he had done. It made him wonder why the Buddi even cared about Kyle. Sure, he first chalked it up to him kissing ass. But he wondered if that really was the case or not. If he wanted to kiss up, he would've done it while Andy was there.

Wouldn't he?

Toying with his textbook, he thought last night over. How the Buddi hugged him in a clumsy attempt to 'comfort' him. Telling Kyle that he didn't deserve to be treated that way. Along with getting so angry over his Dad's past actions. There was a strange glint to the doll's eyes when he spoke about it as well. Questioning his feelings over it. Kyle had felt like he had deserved it when he was a kid. For being so careless with his belongings and such. Maybe the Buddi had been right. His mouth turned down in a frown as he tried to ignore his thoughts. Get back to thinking about what he was supposed to do for dinner instead. Yet his mind wouldn't let the subject go, as he started writing in his notebook. It was also strange how Chucky cuddled him in a similar manner that Tommy did. Part of him wondered if this trait was just programmed into them.

Or if it was just them going off programming.

Either way, Chucky wasn't going to be doing that much longer. At least not to Kyle. He'll have his Andy and Kyle'd have Tommy. Everyone was going to be happier than before. Well, he hoped that. Part of him was still skeptical that things will go back to normal. Whatever the Hell that was. Kyle stopped chewing his bottom lip as he worked on his notes. Doing his best to pay attention as he patiently waited for the school day to end.

Searching through the boxes in Kyle's closet, Chucky admired the older teen's drawings. How his style changed so much in, what Chucky guessed, a few years. Going from silly cartoon style to a slightly more realistic one. It looked amazing to him. Of course, he wasn't going to tell the older teen that. As that would tip Kyle off that he'd been going through his things without permission.

Again.

He quickly put the items back in order before putting them in their proper space. Making sure that they looked as untouched as possible. When he was sure they were, he stood up and carefully shut the door. Then hurried over to his dresser. Opening it up to check out some of his clothes. Mostly to compare Kyle's sense of fashion to Andy's. There were several jeans that looked ripped but purposely so. Like they'd been cut for no good reason. It puzzled the doll as to why. Who would want clothes that wouldn't keep you warm on a cold day? Chucky couldn't understand this as he pulled them out of the dresser. Holding them up to admire them. Imagining what the older teen would look in it. Then he wondered if Andy would like something like this. It kind of seemed like something that the younger teen would wear. At least when school wasn't in session that is.

As he doubted that Karen would allow him to go to school in these. Or that the school would allow him to wear distressed anything. For fear of 'distracting' other students. That made him roll his eyes as he carefully folded the jeans. Putting them back into the dresser. Sometimes, Chucky wondered why kids had rules like these. It seemed silly to put so many rules on what kids could and couldn't wear. They weren't working for a business, they were there to learn. Putting those thoughts aside, he picked up another article of Kyle's clothing. A band t-shirt that he didn't know of. And didn't really feel like researching either. Bringing the shirt to his nose, he took a careful sniff of it. Amazed by just how lovely the fabric smelled. Whatever laundry detergent his Mom used, it was delightful. There was also a faint smell of Kyle's body spray underneath it.

The scent was absolutely wonderful and he enjoyed it more than he thought he would. Folding the shirt, he hurriedly put it away. Then shut the drawer. Turning to the bed, he hurriedly climbed up onto it. Chucky loved how Kyle's body spray was stronger on the bed. It was a strange combination of scents he didn't fully recognize. Making him smile slightly as he pressed his nose against the pillow. Admiring the other scents coming off of it. Mixture of the body spray, hair products, and something that was distinctly Kyle. Something that he couldn't entire place, yet felt so very comfortable with. While he smelled the pillow, he laid his head against it. Nuzzling it slightly as he mumbled,"You're a good friend, Kyle. So much nicer than his other ones."

"So much more compassionate too...you're going to be a better influence on him.",he added. Sitting up on Kyle's bed, he grinned widely. Making the bed as quickly as possible. Imagining having Andy hang out with Kyle only. How much easier things would be if he did. Sure, isolating him from his friends wasn't a nice gesture. But it was for Andy's own good. He would see that a few months after hanging out with the older teen. And the other Buddi, Tommy. Who seemed to be just as compassionate as his 'owner' is. Also, Chucky found himself growing rather fond of the two. Along with Glenda. A very curious little sweetheart. Who had more toys than he would expect for a girl her age. There were at least twenty stuffed animals lining Glenda's bedroom walls. Maybe, fourteen different dolls of various brands. Several cutesy plastic toys that probably cost Kyle and their Mom a ton.

Though he suspected that Kyle had bought most of the toys. Wanting to give his little sister the childhood he hadn't really had. Chucky put those thoughts aside as he fixed Kyle's bed. Fluffing the pillows before setting them in their proper place. Smoothing over the pillow case with his hands carefully. He stated,"Maybe you'll help Andy develop patience. You don't ever seem to run out of it with me or with Glenda and Tommy."

"You'll help us both to be better friends, Kyle. I can feel it.",he added. And once Kyle's leg was properly healed, they could go places. All five of them. Play more games that weren't just limited to being board or card form. Maybe even helping the pair out sometime by babysitting Glenda. That way they wouldn't have to bug their neighbor. Who was a rather nosy bitch. Tried to come into the apartment when everyone wasn't there. Chucky had to mute the T.V to get her to leave him alone. The memory made him roll his eyes as he laid back on Kyle's bed. It wasn't like he had played the T.V all that loudly. At least he was sure that he hadn't. Covering his eyes with his hands, Chucky muttered,"Can't kill her, Andy won't be happy. Neither will Kyle. And no one would be able to baby sit Glenda for free if she dies."

"Even if she's a nosy bitch who can't keep to herself.",he said. It also wasn't right. Being nosy wasn't a good reason to die. If she got too nosy for her own good and broke in? Maybe, she would deserve to die. Only if and when she broke in. Something Chucky highly doubted would ever happen. But he'd be prepared for when she did. Grinning slightly as his right index finger glew soft yellow then shut off. Sitting up on the older teen's bed, Chucky stared around the room. Then slid off the teen's bed. Deciding to take a look in his Mom's room. Since he believed that he still had some time before she'd get home.

And he wanted to know what in the Hell she was like. If she was a good person like her son and daughter. Or if she was just as terrible of a human being as Phil used to be. Though, she didn't sound like it. His mind was a little skeptical of her. When he entered her room, he sighed at how dirty the place was. Dirty clothes just strewn around the floor in rumpled heaps. Along with annoying amounts of papers that looked to be bills. When he checked them, he breathed a sigh of relief. So far, none of them were past due or looked to be urgent. Though he was surprised to see how much things seemed to cost the small family. Even Karen didn't seem to have to pay that much for rent. Ignoring this, he went to check on her dresser. Taking note of how worn out they were. Just how ripped some of them were as well. Like she hadn't bought herself new clothes in a long time. Or something to that effect. As he carefully looked through them, he noticed a small bottle of something. Pulling it out, he examined the strange bottle.

Reading it over, he realized it was alcohol. Something that Chucky doubted was good for her. Whatever the Hell her name was. But he knew if he took it, it'd probably cause issues for Kyle and Glenda. So he carefully put the bottle back where he found it. Smoothing the shirts that it had been so carefully hidden in with precision. That way Kyle's Mom wouldn't get suspicious. Then he moved onto checking her bedroom closet. Opening it up, he noticed there was even less clothes there. Some old, but still very pretty, dresses hanging from plastic hangers. They were all similar shades of blue and green. Both colors probably complimented her well enough. Chucky gently touched the fabric as he stared them over. Noticing that it felt soft but not in a good way. Wondering if it was from frequent washing or something to that effect. Neither of which he was entirely sure of. And he decided to leave them as he continued to search through the closet. Opening a few boxes to see just stuff that looked to belong to an older man. Old pieces of clothing, accessories, and shoes.

Phil's things.

Closing them, Chucky shut the closet door. Not feeling guilty that he had killed the obviously abusive Father. But angry. Why didn't this woman divorce him the second she could? Just what about Phil kept her there? Putting those thoughts aside, he knew it wasn't wise to get angry. Not, when she probably was a victim too. And guessed that the alcohol was her only coping mechanism. Even, if it wasn't the world's healthiest. It wasn't entirely her fault. He gave a soft sigh as he headed out of her room and back to Kyle's bedroom. Getting back on the older teen's bed and checking the top of his dresser. There were only a few things laying on it. The writing journal that Kyle had shown him last night along with that art book he drew in. One that he really wanted to check through just to see what he'd been working on. But he resisted this temptation, as he grabbed the journal instead. Figuring if he put it back in the right spot then Kyle wouldn't know he looked through it.

When he re-read what Kyle had written the night before, he smiled. It was such a lovely story so far. Chucky wondered how it was going to progress from there. As so far, Kyle and Tommy's personas only just met. But he could see a slight interest in both of them. Possible romantic interest. One that definitely mirrored the real life ones. In ways that he doubted Kyle ever intended to be. He smiled slightly as he put the pencil back in the journal. Then carefully set it back on the dresser before sitting back down. When he did, Chucky debated on what he should look through next. As it seemed like he examined every room in the apartment. Yet, he still wanted to find out more about them. Yesterday, he was just too grateful for the warmth and T.V to do any proper searching. Now that he had time, he couldn't think of where he wanted to search next. Since it seemed like he searched everywhere that the Buddi could easily gain access to.

For a few minutes, he debated on where to search next. Either the kitchen or the bathroom for whatever he felt like. Then decided against it. As he doubted he'd find anything interesting in either rooms. So he slid off of Kyle's bed and headed to the living room. Deciding to watch T.V on mute with subtitles on. As he really had nothing else to do.

Climbing onto the bed, he accessed the T.V and turned it on. Turning on mute a second later along with subtitles. Lazily flipping through channels as he watched the screen. Trying to find something that he would like. Once Chucky did, he rested against the arm of the couch. It wasn't the usual cartoons that he watched with Glenda, Kyle, and Andy. But he definitely liked them. From what he could tell, it was a show on stalkers. A woman who creepily stalked some poor dude until she finally killed him. Chucky didn't like seeing someone die. But was grateful that she got what she deserved in the end. Being put in prison for the rest of her life with no possibility of parole. Something that definitely fit what she had put the victim's family through. As well as the victim. He couldn't help but grin as he watched the actress playing her get taken away. Feeling satisified that someone was paying the price for their horrid crimes. Part of him wondered how someone could be so evil and act like they deserved whomever they hurt. Pushing those thoughts aside, he checked the time. It was around eleven-thirty AM. Soon, Maggie was going to be going to get Tommy and Glenda.

Reminding him that he needed to speak to Tommy. Ask him about possibly getting him to make Kyle hang out with Andy. That way some of Kyle's mannerisms would rub off on the younger teen. Or at least he hoped they would. If they hung out together enough.

He carefully listened as he heard Maggie's front door open. Then heard her speaking to someone on what he guessed was her phone. Briefly getting access to the apartment's security cameras to confirm it. There was a small smile on her face as she spoke to someone. Guessing it was either a friend or family member that he didn't really care for. Letting go of the cameras, he waited until he was sure she was gone. Then allowed his eyes to glow red. Smiling slightly as he said,"Tommy. I know that you're not in the right place to speak back."

"So, I'll make this brief. When you get home, we need to speak about Kyle and Andy.",he added. Toying with the couch fabric as he smiled slightly. Tilting his head to the side, Chucky continued,"I'm not taking your pretty boy away, just so you know. I merely want to know your opinion of them hanging out more together. I think he'd be a great influence on him."

"It'd be good for Kyle too. Bring him out of his shell more.",Chucky stated. Then cutting off the link between them. Before Tommy could even think of saying anything to him too. Continuing to watch the T.V with a little smile. Hoping that the other Buddi would agree to his idea. Or he'd make him agree. And he didn't want to do that.

Soon as his classes were over, Kyle texted Andy that he was coming to pick him up. Ordering himself a ride a minute later. Putting his destination as Andy's middle school. Then deciding to read the little web-comic from that morning. As he read it, he briefly read through the comments under it. Immediately wishing that he hadn't. There was so many people fighting over silly stuff. One of which really bugged him, but he decided to not comment. Figuring it wouldn't be worth it. After all, they were all fighting over a silly web-comic on the internet.

Kyle reminded himself to not read the comments. Like he wished that he had done before on other sites. While he read the comic, he briefly noticed the car was pulling up. Kyle locked his screen again before shoving it back in his pocket. Hurrying over to the car and getting into the passenger-side seat. Taking his backpack off and shoving it into the driver-side along with his crutches. Soon as he got buckled in, the car pulled away from the curb. Heading to Andy's school as quick as the car was allowed. While he rode along, Kyle played some of his favorite songs on his phone. Finding that he didn't like silence as much as he used to. Silence kind of made the teen feel uneasy for some reason. Maybe, it was because of how quiet usually meant bad things were going to happen. At least, as far as Tommy was concerned it did. His negative emotions ruling him in ways that it shouldn't.

While he listened to his music, he thought of Chucky. Wondering how the other Buddi had spent his day. Hoping that he hadn't been too bored in their apartment. And really hoping that Chucky hadn't done anything weird while they were gone too. Feeling grateful that he hadn't gotten a message from Maggie that day. It made him wonder if he should get Chucky a gift or not. Since, he had been on his very best behavior. Though he wondered what exactly he could even really give the doll. What did Buddis' like Chucky even enjoy? He debated on asking Andy the next time he saw him. Just to see if he remembered what the odd Buddi was interested in.

As Andy knew Chucky far better than him or Tommy could. So he briefly stopped his music to text the younger teen. Asking him a few questions about Chucky. Such as what the other Buddi enjoyed. When Andy asked him why he wanted to know, he told him it was to surprise Chucky. Since he'd been behaving himself so well lately. The younger teen seemed to like this idea of gifting Chucky. Telling him that he really liked guessing games. Ones that took a lot of thought to play. It was also something that Kyle really enjoyed as well. Thanking Andy, he opened up his browser. Logging onto Wal-Mart to find something that he knew the Buddi would enjoy. Mostly trivia games that would hopefully puzzle the Hell out of him and Andy once they got it. Soon as he hit order, he locked up his phone again. Shoving it back into his hoodie pocket as the car stopped at Andy's middle school. When it did, Andy quickly got into the back seat. Shoving his backpack ahead of himself as he said hello to Kyle. Soon as he got buckled in, Andy asked,"So what're you getting him, Kyle?"

"Just a trivia card game. Figured it'd be right up his alley.",Kyle answered. As the car pulled away from the curb. Both teens talked about their day at school. Andy saying that his day was pretty boring and nothing really exciting had happened. It had been pretty much the same with Kyle. Though they were both grateful for that. And that while nothing too exciting happened, nothing terrible happened either. Though Kyle was slightly worried about that. Usually when nothing happened, exciting or otherwise, it meant something bad would happen. He tried to ignore his feelings of unease as they rode along. Putting the thoughts aside, he asked,"So. How'd you get your Mom to agree to take Chucky back? I thought she was going to be super strict about you not taking him."

"Well, Mom's pissed. But she said I can have him back if I keep him better controlled.",Andy answered. That made him raise an eyebrow in confusion. What in the world did she mean by 'better controlled'? Did she mean keep him in his sight and in his room only? Or something else entirely? Kyle turned around slightly as he questioned,"What did she mean, dude?"

"I think she means that I gotta keep him in my room most the time.",Andy said. Shrugging his shoulders slightly as he turned his head to the side. Looking out the window as he watched the scenery. An obvious sign that he didn't want to keep talking about it. So he turned back around as he nodded his head. Deciding to change the subject by asking,"You think you can stay for dinner? I was thinking of ordering some stuff for spaghetti and meatballs."

"Yeah, as long as I text my Mom about it.",he stated. Kyle nodded his head at this information. Then pulled up the Kaslan Grocery app and put what he needed into it. Also quickly paying for it. Knowing that by the time he got to the apartment, the stuff would be there. While they drove along, Kyle started playing his music from before. Noticing that Andy was nodding his head to the music in the rear-view mirror. A small smile on his face as well. Turning around slightly, Kyle asked,"You want me to turn it up?"

"Just a little bit...when my Dad was around, we used to listen to this song a lot.",Andy said. That was the first time he'd heard anything about Andy's Dad. He wondered what his Dad used to be like when he was around. Just how he used to treat him and Karen. Putting those thoughts aside, he turned up the music a bit more. Trying to stop getting lost in his own mind anymore. The song he was listening to 'Bohemian Rhapsody'. It was one of Kyle's personal favorites as well. Made his night whenever he got the chance to listen to it. Which was anytime that Phil wasn't in the apartment. And when Joanna wasn't too drunk to be good company. Kyle smiled slightly as they neared his home. Noticing the Kaslan Grocery driver exiting the apartment building. Pulling away from the curb as their ride pulled up to it. Quickly unbuckling himself before sliding on his backpack. Andy doing the same before hurrying out of the car. Opening Kyle's door to be polite. Soon as he got out with his crutches, he hurried toward the building. The younger teen following closely behind him. Even pressing the floor button for Kyle once they got into the elevator. Thanking Andy, he watched the floor lights glow as they waited.

Soon as they reached his floor, they hurried out of the elevator. Heading to Maggie's apartment to pick up his little sister. Kyle grinned as they got close to her door, Tommy came out with Glenda. Both were holding pictures they'd drawn that day. Which were pictures of each other. It was pretty cute. Then they all hurried to the Simpson's apartment. Noticing that the groceries were in a box just near the door. Before he could think of picking them up, Andy did. Which prompted him to thank him again for his help. A moment later, the door swung open to reveal Chucky waiting for them. Smiling up at them and welcoming them home as they walked through. Glenda told him about her day along with Tommy. Who's smile started looking a bit more tense. Though Kyle couldn't entirely understand why it would. Ignoring this, he directed Andy into the kitchen. Andy helped him with setting out the supplies as Kyle got out the pans.

While both teens worked, Tommy took Chucky into Kyle's room. Leaving Andy and Glenda to talk to each other. Her telling him about all she did in kindergarten that day. Soon as they were alone, Tommy said,"I think it's a good idea to have them hang out together. Kyle only ever hangs out with me or Glenda. He doesn't go out much, even before I broke his ankle."

"Having a friend like Andy would be best for them both.",he added. Chucky nodded his head at the other Buddi's words. A small smile coming to his face as he gripped Tommy's shoulders. Gently squeezing, Chucky stated,"Good. We don't have to tell them our plan. We probably shouldn't tell Glenda about it either. She might accidentally tell them."

"If we do this right, Andy and I can babysit for you guys. Keep Glenda company while you go out on a date.",Chucky stated. Grinning as Tommy clasped his hands together in front of himself. This was going to be even easier than he thought. Briefly glancing up at the doorway, Chucky continued,"Now, let's plan a little hang out time for them."

"I was thinking this weekend. They could play that murder mystery game that Andy likes."