The morning after Shane's death, Andy's alarm sounded and he reached out and hit it. Andy sat up, kicked the sheets off him and rubbed his eyes. It was time to rise and shine! Since Andy just woke up, he didn't really pay attention to the gift that was left on his dresser. He got up and headed for the bathroom. But by the time Andy made it to the bathroom and looked himself through the mirror, he thought he saw something. "Wait a sec!" Andy hurried back to his room, looked at his dresser and couldn't believe what he saw. It was Shane's severed head. Andy screamed with absolute terror. "What the!" He couldn't help but stare at it and fell by the side of his bed.
"Surprise Andy!" Chucky greeted him beside his bed. "Now we can play again!"
"What? You killed him?" said Andy with total shock as he eyeballed Chucky.
"I'll do anything for you Andy!" Chucky smiled at him.
"What? No! I didn't want you to actually kill him! Yeah I said he was a complete butthole but you didn't have to go all out and actually kill the guy Chucky! Why would you do this?" Andy ranted.
"Because that's what you wanted." Chucky replayed Andy crying and ranting about Shane. "I just want him gone! I just wish he would leave us alone! I just want him gone! I just wish he would leave us alone! I just want him gone! I just wish he would leave us alone! I just want him gone! I just wish he would leave us alone!"
That really pushed Andy to the limit! "No! No! Stop! Shut up! I hate you Chucky! I do!" he yelled at him. Andy grabbed his "little brother", threw him in his closet and locked him inside. Once Andy turned around, he happened to glance at the gift and felt sick to his stomach. "OMG! I think I'm gonna throw up!" And since he mentioned it, Andy really did have to vomit! He held his stomach, ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. Andy coughed as he got it all out. He was on his knees. When he was finished, he wiped his mouth and then washed his hands.