Chapter Eleven; Brittney Spears
I know, well hopefully I can make everyone feel a little bit brighter in this chapter since I think it's somewhat humorous even though there is a dark grey cloud hovering over them right now. Anyway Gabrielle did you get my message in the reviews?
Chucky awoke the next morning with a loud yawn and a long stretch. That's when he realized that Mary was missing. "Oh no!" he cried as he sat up and started scrambling all around the room looking for her. "Mary! Answer me! Where are you!?" he cried before he got down on his hand and knees and started crawling around the room and looking under the bed for her. "This is not the time to be playing hide and seek with me kid!" he exclaimed when suddenly the door opened and Tiffany and Mary came inside wearing their swimsuits and holding hands.
"Uh Chucky?" Mary began. "What on earth are you doing?" she asked him when he suddenly jumped up to his feet and ran over to her. "Oh thank God!" he exclaimed as he embraced her tightly and grabbed ahold of her cheeks before kissing one of them. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" he yelled at his wife as he tried to pick Mary up but could barely lift her off the ground. "Man you really need to cut back on the sweets he told her as he set her on top of the bed. "We just went down for a swim at the pool since you were taking forever to wake up." Tiffany explained.
"Well next time do me a favor and wake me up anyway." Chucky told her. "I thought Christian came back and took her away or something!" he exclaimed anxiously. "I'm sorry Chucky, I really didn't mean to scare you. I just figured that you'd realize that Mary was with me." She explained. "Why do you guys always have to fight?" Mary asked loudly as the two of them turned over to look at her. "Oh sweetface we're not fighting. Chucky was just worried about you that's all. Besides even when we do fight you should know that it isn't your fault." She told her.
"I know, I'm sorry. I thought you were and right now I'm really scared because there is somebody who wants to hurt me." Mary said. "Look I already told you kid, I'm not going to let him hurt you again. And if he comes back for you then he'll have to fight me first." Chucky told her. "But what if he has a gun?" she asked him. "I don't care," he began as he shook his head. "I love you and you're much more precious to me than my own life." He told her. "But I don't think you'll have to worry about it because I don't think that it'll get that far." He said.
"Alright so what's the plan?" Mary asked him. "I have no idea but I know what we need to do first. Have some fun. And the only way we can do that is if we get you a disguise to wear when we're out in public." He explained. "You mean so Christian won't recognize me?" she asked. "So anyone who sees you won't recognize you in case the cops are after us." He told her. "But I've dealt with their kind before so I don't think I'll have any problem with doing it again." He said. "Well if you are going to make her dress up and disguise herself then you should at least let her pick out what she wants to wear." Tiffany said. "Alright, I'll bite." Chucky began before looking over at Mary. "What do you want to wear kid?" he asked her.
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"Oh no, no, no, no, no!" Chucky exclaimed folding his arms and shaking his head at Mary's choice of wardrobe. For she had on a pink T-shirt that barely reached her bellybutton, white slacks with a purple stripe going through the middle of it that didn't even reach her kneecaps, and a glittering purple hat that was mostly used by female popstars. "No daughter of mine is leaving the house dressed like a hooker!" he yelled.
"Come on Chucky be reasonable, technically Mary isn't even your daughter yet and we're not even at home. Besides, I'd say she was dressed more like a diva." Tiffany said. "By the way, that reminds me, if we're trying to disguise Mary completely I'd say that we should probably change her name when we're out and about as well." She explained. "Fine! But if and when this thing becomes legal then there are going to have to be some stricter rules around here!" Chucky cried throwing his arms into the air. "Now, what do you want it to be!?" he snapped as Mary turned around to look at Tiffany.
"Pay no attention to him honey, he's a little tense." She explained. "No kidding!" Chucky snapped back at her as she simply scowled at him and narrowed her eyes with a glare before turning her attention back over to Mary. "How about, Brittney Spears?" she suggested. "Oh God!" Chucky cried with a roll of his eyes. "Of all the names to pick, why did you have to choose the one that flipped me off on the road?" he questioned. "That bitch nearly killed me, so I'm glad that I was able to kill her first." He said with a grin. "And good thing Glen was there, because that was back in the day when I didn't know about pedal extensions." He said.
"So, now that we got that settled what are we going to do now?" Tiffany asked. "Well, how about we get something to eat and then maybe we can rent a boat and go fishing out on the ocean." Chucky suggested. "Cool!" Mary err I mean Brittany exclaimed. "But not dressed like that!" Chucky told her. "We're going to have to find you something more suitable to wear, because I'm not riding in the same boat as a Madonna wannabe!" he exclaimed before they headed towards the door.