Chapter 3: What happens in Pizza Hut stays in Pizza Hut!

Katie's POV:

Huh? I get to tell the story now? AWESOME! Okay, after many magical days of searching for sightings of Jimmy, Zoe, and Denny-poo, our collected information led us to Chile, South America... Then we realized we read the directions upside down, so we went back to New York and read them again. Our second journey took us to a Pizza Hut down the road of our hotel.

"Pizza Hut? Why the hell would they be in Pizza Hut?" Psycho asked.

"How should I know? You told me to read the directions, and I did!" Kretzing answered. Chucky yawned and looked up at Psycho.

"Hey, can we eat something while we're here? I'm starving," he mumbled. Huh? Can dolls eat?

"Aren't your insides made of plastic?" I asked.

"That's a stereotype! Some dolls are built with real organs! Those Baby Born things are made with real kidneys and bladders," he said.

"Ew," we said.

How would they get the body parts...? So, we enetered the Pizza Hut, Chucky going back into 'lifeless doll mode', and Psycho and Kretzing began arguing about where to sit.

"I like the window seat! It's neat," Psycho said.

"All you do is stare out of it with a dumb look on your face!" Kretzing shot back.

"That's why it's there you idiot!"

"Don't call me an idiot, you idiot!"

"Don't call ME and idiot, idiot!"

"Idiot!"

"Idiot!"

"Idiot!"

"I-"

"SHUT UP!" Chucky yelled. Everyone in the restaraunt froze and stared at the doll... Uh oh.. Me senses trouble... "I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU PEOPLE! JUST DECIDE WHERE YOU WANT TO FUCKING SIT AND SHUT THE HELL UP!" Psycho threw Chucky on the ground and stomped on his head.

"Don't tell me to shut up, you little freak!" she yelled.

"THAT'S IT BITCH!" Chucky yelled and jumped on her face. Psycho screamed and frantically tried to pull him off. Ketzing and I just stared in wonder.

"Where d'you think he gets all that energy from?" Kretzing asked.

"Not sure... Wanna get a pizza?"

"Sure."

Kretzing and I walked up to the counter to see a surprising sight...

"Vicki? Emily?" we said. They smiled and Emily bounced up and down.

"OMG! Hi guys! It's great to see you again!" Emily chirped. Vicki nodded and tried to hold Emily down to prevent her from bouncing so much.

"When'd you two... Er... Four get here?" Vicki asked, motioning to Psycho and Chucky who was now... OH MY GOD! HE KILLED EVERYONE EXCEPT PSYCHO!

"What the heck? What happened?" Kretzing yelled.

"I... missed," Chucky said, trying his best to do an innocent face. It failed, due to the fact that his face looked like plastic surgery gone wrong. Psycho picked Chucky up and walked towards us.

"The runt here went crazy because he hasn't killed anyone in two days," she explained. We all 'ohhhed' and nodded as if we understood... At least, I didn't... "Well... He even killed the manager... whoah..."

"Oh, we don't have a manager! That's the homeless guy who killed our manager and stole his uniform. He likes to come here and spend the money that happened to be in his pocket when he was killed," Vicki said, motioning to the dead body.

"So... we did you guys a favor?" Kretzing asked.

"hey! I killed him! Not you!" Chucky growled. True, true.

"Which is why we have to call the police on you! Sorry!" Emily said cheerfully.

"What? i thought we were friends!" I said.

"we are, it's just that your little friend there killed every frickin' person in the restaraunt," Vicki said while dialing 911. Aaagh! This is bad! Very bad! We can't be the bad guys! We're the good guys!

"Wait! Please here me out!" I yelled Psycho groaned.

"oh boy... Please don't give them... 'the speech'..." she said pleadingly.

"Look... I know Chucky killed almost all of your potential customers... but, really, can't you just forgive and forget? I know there's some good in him, and we can bring it out if you give us a chance... but if you have us arrested... then will we ever know? Will we ever know?" I asked, fake tears trickling down my face. Everyone was silent... Even the dead people.

"What the hell does that have to do with him killing everyone?" Psycho asked, "Can't ya' just get 'im t'apologize?"

"Oh... That works too," I said.

"Grr... S.. S... Sorry," Chucky said, struggling to get the word out.

"Hello? 911?" Vicki said into the phone after a few minutes of silence. Psycho lunged foward and unplugged the phone. "Hey! What're you-"

"I hate to do this... Katie, Kretzing... Get the Duck Tape," Psycho ordered.

"What's the Duck Tape for?" Kretzing asked me.

"You'll see..."

Twenty minutes later...

"There! This gonna work for you, Psycho?" I asked. Vicki and Emily were now stuck to the counters with duck tape. We left their mouths open so they could call for help.

"When I get out of here... I'm going to impale youn with the cash register..." Vicki growled.

"You can do that?" Chucky asked.

"Don't give him ideas... Hey, sorry about this, but we still have work to do," Psycho said, walking out with Chucky in her arms.

"Sorry, guys, I didn't wanna do this," Kretzing said, following Psycho.

"Welp... See ya!" I said happily and walked out with all the Surge they had in stock. I may need this later. Vicki and Emily sat there and looked at each other.

"Well... This sucks," they said at the same time.

"Why'd you take the Surge? You shoulda taken the register! We may need that money later!" Psycho yelled.

"Surge is more important than money!" I said, hugging the bottles close to me. Ooh! Ohh! I think I just thunk! "What if we sell the Surge? That would give us enough money to get to Hollywood!" I said.

"Why do we need to go to Hollywood?" Kretzing asked. Chucky lifted his head and gasped.

"That's where they're filming the movie about me! Tiffany's probably going there to stalk Jennifer Tilly...And I don't blame 'er..." he said, mumbling the last part.

"Wow, that's the best idea you've had so far... I say we give it a shot... but who's gonna buy Surge from us? Vicki and Emily are probably already free and looking for us right now. They'd know us if they saw us," Psycho sighed.

"Another reason why we need to leave," Kretzing said, "The last thing I need is to be stuck in a jailcell with a psychotic midget and a purple jerk."

"Shut up," Psycho and Chucky growled.

"Okay... so, are we gonna try my idea?" I asked, impatiently.

"Sure, why not?" Chucky sighed.

"Yep!" Kretzing said.

"Okay... but we're gonna need some disguises, first," Psycho said.

"I know just the thing!" I chirped, pulling a paper bag out of my pocket. Psycho and Kretzing peered in the bag. Haha! I was saving these costumes just in case we were ever on the run with a killer and happened to be in the stae of New York. Psycho looked up at me darkly.

"No freaking way..."

After many painful moments of forcing Psycho into her costume...

Kretzing came out dressed as Paine, I came out as Yuna, and Psycho came out as Rikku.

"Why? Why? What have I done to you in this chapter?" Psycho whined, trying to make her skirt longer and pull a T-shirt over the bathing suit top.

"Well, you're the only one with blonde hair, so you'd make the best Rikku," I explained. Maybe Psycho's hair isn't as light as Rikku's, but it's the only choice we had! Plus, I've always wanted to dress up like Yuna for a day besides Halloween! We set up a sort of lemonade stand in the middle of the street (because when cars see a stand in the road... They have to stop! I'm such a genius!) and placed the Surge bottles on it. Psycho kept giving the finger to anyone who whistled at her and made kissy faces. Kretzing seemed to be enjoying the attention, because she managed to sell half of the drinks to stupid fanboys. I sold drinks because I would throw the bottles at the passing cars and the people would jump out because they thought they were going to die. I then went in and took all of their valuables and hid them in the paper bag!

"So... how many did you sell?" Chucky asked as we began to put the botlles away.

"Well, we only sold the ten bottles that we stole... WHAT? WE MADE 50 THOUSAND BUCKS?" Psycho yelled.

"Uh huh! The boys who were here earlier like my costume.. and I managed to sell your phone number to a few of them," Kretzing said.

"And I stole a bunch of Rolex watches!" I said, holding them up. Psycho sighed and ran into a bathroom to change. She came back out wearing her nrmal clothes and threw the costume at my face.

"I... am never... ever... EVER... doing you another favor again," she growled. I smiled and put away the costume. We changed back as well and went to the nearest Honda dealership and bought a car...

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