Chapter 3

Chucky was screaming for mercy as the orange flames engulfed him in the fireplace. Joanne, Kyle, and Andy were watching TV. Chucky still continued to scream for help, and he tried escaping the fireplace. It was no use, though, as the screen was put up and bolted in place.

"Chucky, shut up, we're trying to watch TV," Kyle said.

Chucky growled and screamed more, but they were blocked by the crackling of the fire. Chucky got weaker and weaker as the fire burned his plastic skin.

"Yeah, that'll show you," Andy said. "You can't boss us around anymore, you little bitty baby!"

"YOU BURNED ME ONCE, AND I SURVIVED!" Chucky shouted over the roaring flames.

"That's because we only burned you on the surface," Andy stated. "This time, we're burning you to the core!"

"No," Chucky moaned.

"Yes!" Joanne yelled. "We'll even burn your ashes! There won't be a trace left of you when we're through!" Chucky couldn't respond, as the fire had burned his neck, and his head fell lifelessly to the hearth. His arms and legs slowly burned and dissolved, too. The rest of his body became limp and fell to the hearth. The flames continued to eat the remains of Chucky.

About 10 minutes later, the fire went out and Chucky was basically completely burned. All that remained in the fireplace were several piles of ashes where his body parts once were.

"Andy," Joanne spoke to Andy, as if it were his cue. Andy got up and lit another large fire. The fire burned the ashes of Chucky, and about half an hour later, Chucky had finally been eradicated from the world.

Later that day, Phil entered the living room. "Hey, everybody," he said. Everyone said hello to Phil. "You won't believe what happened on my way to work," Phil said. "As I was pulling out of the driveway, that doll that caused mania around here was back and thought he could hurt me. I just ignored him and left."

"We had encounters with Chucky, too, and we all ignored him as well," Kyle said.

"Not to mention the fact that we burned him completely in the fireplace. There's not a trace left of him, but we're still going to keep a fire in there just in case there's any remains left," Joanne said.

Phil walked up to Andy, who was sitting on the couch. "I guess I owe you an apology, Andy. I suppose you weren't crazy when you told us that Chucky was alive. I'm sorry I didn't believe you," he said.

"It's OK," Andy said.

"Yeah, my neck still hurts a bit from that time he dropped me on the ground," Phil said. "Anyway, to celebrate the destruction of Chucky, how about we go out and celebrate? Let's go out some place to eat."

Everyone got excited and got ready to go out. As Andy headed up the stairs to wash his hands, he felt proud of himself. He was glad that he did not obey Chucky. After all, he was only a stupid, puny, little doll. What harm could he do to anyone as long as they had intelligence and common sense? Andy was glad that he would never have to deal with Chucky ever again.

The End