I Want My Bride!

Disclaimer: This is a Bride of the Living Dummy/ Bride of Chucky fic. Incase you don't know what Bride of the Living Dummy is- it's a Goosebumps book/ show that was written by R.L. Stine.

** Chapter One

Tiffany blinked her plastic green eyes, "Where the hell am I?" She asked, looking around.

"Quite whining and get up," Tiffany turned to see a familiar redheaded doll with stitched up cuts in his face, next to him was a brown curly-haired ventriloquist dummy, and a preppy looking, blonde curly haired, plastic doll next to him.

"What? You again? Who the hell are they?" Tiffany slowly rose to her feet to find that she wasn't burnt anymore, but in the same dolls body that she started with. A brown-haired doll with a long braid down her back, a wedding dress on, and a wedding ring strapped to her neck. "Ugh! This old body again?"

"We're back and better than ever," Chucky said with his arms wide, "This is Slappy, and his girlfriend, Mary-Ellen."

"Wait, she is not my girlfriend," Slappy said.

"Oh shut up Slappy! You wanted me the first day you laid eyes on me at your show!" Mary-Ellen folded her plastic arms.

"Shut - the - Hell - Up!" Chucky phrased, "Slappy reincarnated all three of us, and together, we've decided that we are sick and tired of being pushed around by Fucking KIDS! We've died a hundred times, and this is the last damn straw! We're finding four bodies, and burning these plastic hell- holes!"

"I hear that!" Mary-Ellen beamed.

Tiffany looked at her stupidly, although Mary-Ellen was way uglier than her, and the dolls body that she was in looked like it was bought from a ninety-nine-cent store, she felt threatened by her. Tiffany could kick her ass, no doubt! But still she felt something. Tiffany looked at Mary- Ellen's white-wedding dress that was very similar to hers; it had a splash of blood on it. She looked beside the three dolls to see a blonde man, lying on the floor, dead. She also noticed that they were in a store, a store Tiffany recognized as Wal-Mart. They were in an aisle with a bunch of brown haired dolls in wedding dresses. The same doll that Tiffany's soul was transferred into.

"We're lucky we made it into this store at the time we did! This Jerk was just closing up, when we showed up," Slappy pointed to the body. "We'll be in here until morning to gather some supplies, and we figure that this is just the right place to spot some nice bodies!"

"Sounds like a plan I guess," Tiffany said, "I definitely need to fix this body up."

"Oh yeah," Chucky smiled.

"Fix it up, what do you mean?" Mary-Ellen asked, unfolding her arms.

Chucky and Slappy giggled.

"You might wanna come with me, what'd you say your name was again?"

"Mary-Ellen."