Chapter 8: Des Tiny is calling...

Alyssa's POV ( a rare occurence):

"Yuck! This place is NASTY!" Zoe yelled, wiping dust off of her pant leg. True... the tent we had entered was COVERED in dust, grime, and I don't want to know what that black stuff on the wall is... What the hell is that purple thing? OMG, is that a coffin? Oh, no it's a bed... That looks like a coffin? Weeeeeeeird...

"Mister Tiny... these girls-" Harkat said to a chair.

"Yes yes! The Hamilton Girl! And the little one with the curls!" A voice said. The chair spun around, and a short man in goulashes was sitting in it, holding a heart-shaped watch.

"Nice shoes," Zoe said with a giggle.

"Zoe! Be nice!" I hissed.

"I Am! I complimented his ugly-ass shoes... OW!" Zoe flinched as I struck her with my fist.

"Yes, yes, they are quite ugly to you, but in MY world, they are the highest in fashion!" the man said, jumping down.

"Which is why no one lives in your world..." Zoe giggled. I tried to laugh as well, but something inside me told me to keep my mouth shut... Something told me this man was pure evil... Damn medication... I shouldn't take so much. I stopped thinking for a moment to pop two purple pills in my mouth.

(I think Alyssa's a pill popper. She just seemed a little too jittery during the game. Nyahaha.)

"Aren't you cute?" he asked, his happy face melting into a sneer. I flinched and squirmed a little bit. He frightens me... and that Harkat guy doesn't look too comfortable either... HEY! HE SLIPPED OUT OF THE TENT! THAT JERK! "I'm sorry, but I'm not one for humor and sarcasm," he said darkly, squeezing the watch in anger.

"Now might be a good time to shut your goddamn trap, Zoe," I said, panic evident in my voice.

"The hell are you scared of? He's a midget with a watch," she whispered back, smirking. She then caught a glimpse of my face and froze. "Y-you okay?" she asked, "you're so pale... and you're shaking!"

I caught my reflection in a mirror. This guy scared me more than I thought! I looked like I would collapse any second!

"Aw... did I scare you?" Mr. Tiny said, leaning in closer to me. I jumped back a few inches, scared of what he might do. Heck, he might have a knife on 'im or something!

"Back off, short stuff! Why are we here? What the hell can you do to help us?" Zoe asked, shoving him back. I was afraid he would get mad at her, but he seemed amused by her.

"You need a portal. I can make you one. Simple as that," he said, returning to his chair.

"What's the catch?" Zoe asked, rolling her eyes. Mr. Tiny smirked.

"Your friends will be traveling to another world very soon. There is something I want from that world," he said. We stod their, waiting for our assignment.

"Well?" I asked, finally gaining the courage to speak again.

"A fan. Gold with red birds and flames across it."

"...That's it?" Zoe asked.

"That's it."

"Oh. Okay. Fire it up, shorty!" she said, smiling.

"Yes ma'am. I will send you ahead to the world. Your friends will join you in two days. You are not to go towards the town you see until two days has passed. If you go any earlier, you will probably miss them. If you go too late, they may already be gone. So... Today is Tuesday... So, on Thursday at 1 PM, you will go to the bath house and retrieve my fan," he said, smashing his watch on the table.

"Gotcha!" Zoe said, saluting him.

"Yes, sir," I said meekly. Before either of us could blink, the scenery started to whirl around us, and before it changed entirely, I heard Mr. Tiny say:

"If you do not get my fan within three days after entering the bath house, I'll leave you both there until you rot away."

Meanwhile, in LA...

Psycho's POV:

Alright, you guys missed a little bit, because Zoe and Alyssa are OBVIOUSLY more important than us, Yeesh. This story is about ME. okay? ME ME ME... and Katie. Katie's cool too. Why do you care about what's going on at the lab? Maybe-

"Psycho... will you just tell them what happened?" Katie sighed, drinking the last few drops of her Surge.

"Fine! Hmph!" I sniffed.

Okay, so we found Jimmy and Tiffany. Turns out, she got wind that they were using the ACTUAL Chucky remains to do the movie, which is why he came back when their kid summoned them. Contrary to what the movie said, Tiff was nowhere near Chucky when he was revived. She came back on her own for revenge. That's why she went to LA. She figured that he would have cheated his way out of hell and come back as a doll... again. She was right, and we met up (accidentally) at a gas station...

Yesterday...

"Okay, who's paying for gas this time?" I asked, placing the pump into the car. Kretzing and Katie pretended to be asleep and Chucky pulled out his pockets to show that they were empty. "Me again? Fine." I said, going in to pay and buy some gum. I placed the money on the counter and turned to look at other customers while I waited for change. I saw a pair of black antennaes sticking up over the chip aisle.

"Haha... his haircut is dumb..." I said, popping a piece of gum into my mouth. as I exited, I just realized that I had had a blonde moment. I choked on my gum and ran back inside. "I FORGOT TO GET MY CHANGE!" I screamed. The lady at the counter laughed and handed me back my money. Then, the person with the antennaes looked up at me.

"Miss Psycho?"

"Oh, hey Jimmy... JIMMY!" I screeched and jumped on top of him, squeezing the life out of the poor guy. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? WE'VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!" Jimmy made gurgling noises. "Oh. well, you could have called," I said simply, letting him go. He gasped and smiled sheepishly at me. Then I remembered why we were looking for him so urgently.

I grabbed his arm and dragged him outside as quickly as possible and behind the gas station.

"You have to come with us. The cops are looking for you, and we can't leave until we get chucky and Tiffany back together. Not as a couple, but, you know."

"Well, what do you want me to do? Tiffany will kill everyone in the car to get to Chucky! And if the cops ARE looking for me, then they'll arrest you for simply giving me a ride! And you know what happens to cute blondes in prison, right?" he said, looking at me seriously. Damn... he's right. It would kinda suck if I got prison raped today.

"Okay, but Katie's worried sick about you. Can I at least tell her that you're okay?"

"No. We are to keep this a secret," he said.

"Huh? Why?" I asked. What the hell? I got stabbed in the arm with a BBQ fork, stuck in traffic with two idiots and a killer doll for God knows how long, and I haven't eaten today because we've been looking for this guy!

"Well, Chucky obviously thinks that Tiffany's going to kill him, so he'll probably get away from you all (Or kill you all) and that would wreck all of our chances of leaving this place," he said, fiddling with his antennae.

"Fine... but let's set up a place and time to meet. You got a hotel room?"

"No."

"Okay, well, here's ours. We're in the Ramada Inn a couple of miles west of here. Room 669. It'll look like 666, but that's because the top nail fell out on the 9," I said, writing it down, "swing by tomorrow. Don't head for your car until you see us leave, okay?"

"Sure. See you," he said. We left the gas station and decided to go get some breakfast. I felt bad about not telling Katie about Jimmy, but she seemed okay with not knowing... even though the cried at night... blamed herself... sleeps with a suffed heartless and then wakes up, hoping that it's her Jimmy, but then crying when she sees that it's not...

I feel like shit.

But I promised! Besides, Katie can wait another day. We'll see Jimmy tomorrow afternoon. I'll just convince her to take a break from searching. We'll all stay in tomorrow, and then Katie, Jimmy, Kretzing and I will leave. Plain and simple.

Well... It's not always that easy...

Next chapter: chapter 9: Oh shit...

There are 2 more chapters! This story wasn't meant to be all that long. Just a little something to help me get over writer's block... which hasn't helped... Sorry I haven't updated. I've had a busy summer. I'll finish the story before I go to London. Promise!

In other news, Psycho is once again a single lady. Adam and I mutually agreed on seperating a few days ago... though it seems like it was much longer ago... Ahem. Other than that, we have a new kitten named Chip who is possessed by Satan.