"I'm home!" She said walking to where Glen, and Chucky were.
"What did you two do while I was gone?" She asked sitting next to Chucky on the couch.
"Glen, go to your bed." Chucky said, Glen did as he was told.
"Why did you send Glen away?" Tiffany asked
"I need to tell you something, and I didnt want Glen to hear the fight afterwards."
"What is it Chucky?"
"I spanked Glen"
"You WHAT?!" Tiffany yelled and stood up.
"I had to! He went back on his word!" Chucky said, he doesnt get scared easy. But right now he was about to shit himself.
"So what?! He's a fucking kid Chucky! They all do!"
As Tiffany and Chucky fought Glen was on his bed crying.
He was thinking how its all his fault his parents were fighting, and how they probably started fighting more since he found them.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU CHUCKY!" Glen heard Tiffany scream from downstairs. Glen raced down to where they were and stood there, watching them fight.
"He is fine Tiffany! 5 minutes before you came home he was laughing his ass off!" Chucky said moving out of the was so a vase wouldnt hit him.
"I'M SORRY!" Glen screamed and started to cry.
"If you dont want me here I'll leave, I dont want you two breaking up because of me." Glen said wipping his tears on the sleeve of his shirt.
"Glen, we are not breaking up because of you." Tiffany said
"We fight like this all the time shithead, dont worry about it." Chucky said, but Glen kept crying.
"Glen." Chucky said and hugged his son tightly. Chucky would never say if this was true are not, but Glen was making him a little soft when it came to people crying.
"I'm sorry, I'll leave in the morning." Glen said
"You're not going anywhere." Tiffany said hugging Glen from behind, also wrapping her arms around Chucky.
"Glen come on, lets get you in bed. You've had a long night" Chucky said carefully pushing his son up to the attic. Once up there Glen ran and fell face first into his bed and cried into his pillow. He still felt bad for the fight.
"Glen, you need to chill out. Your mom and me were going to fight no matter what, thats what we also do is fight. Its in no way your fault." Chucky said rubbing Glens back.
"Really?" Glen asked looking at Chucky
"Yeah! I mean I had to kill your mom to get her in that doll body. And before that she trapped me in a baby crib! We have always fought, even before you came along."
Chucky said smiling at his son.
"I'm still sorry."
"Its ok shithead, its all over now. Go to sleep" Chucky said standing up and getting ready to leave.
"Wait!" Glen said
"Whats wrong?"
"Will you stay? At least in till I fall asleep?" Glen asked getting under the covers.
"Yeah sure, why not? But if you tell ANYONE about this you're in big trouble." Chucky said sitting on the bed.
"I swear, this time I wont tell"
"Thats my shithead."