Here Lies Bad MemoriesTiffany already regretted bringing up the idea.More Like This
For one, now Chucky wouldn't let it go. As usual. He was being his usual stubborn self. He was pacing the bedroom, hands behind his back, in his familiar I-ain't-gonna-back-down stance. Tiffany was sitting at the end of their double bed, far too big for two 2 foot high dolls. She watched Chucky with her cobra green eyes, biting her beautiful nails down to the quick.
'I'm serious, Tiff. It's been, what? 53 years since I last saw my ma? I want to go. Today.'
'Chucky, I didn't even mention going to see them. I just said it would be nice to see a relative that isn't a freakin' doll for once.' Tiffany said, eyeing Chucky with concern. It was going to take the world and it's mother to get Chucky to back down from this one.
'Please Tiff. This is gonna be my only chance to even come close to her again. The cops are on our case and I'm not gettin' any younger. Please.' Chucky stopped pacing and came to face his wife.
'But what about the twins?'