Baby Recieves Tiffany Starter(Child's Play)
Category: Stories

Baby did not often get dolls, in fact as a child she would take their limbs or head off and then nail them to the wall on the porch outside. Just tons of baby dolls that received no love from her. So, when someone kept telling a story about a killer doll and his bride, she was very skeptical. Their names where Tiffany and Chucky and supposedly they believed Charles Ray murderer was able to transfer his soul into a Good Guys brand doll with red hair and overalls. Whoever had that doll strange things would happen, accidents, suicides, just crazy cases that went unsolved because there was no way they were going to believe a doll did it. Then after being locked up for years a woman who had dated Charles Ray fixes the doll of chucky and then when he told her he was never going to propose to her she tried to lock him up. Turns out she was killed when her TV fell into the bathtub and Chucky transferred her soul to a female doll.


All of this is based loosely on what people think happened and what really happened is that no one has any idea how ludacris they sound. A doll? Killing people? Just punt the damn thing, and his transferring the woman he wasn’t even gonna marry well why bother? You did not want to be with her anyways from the way you acted Chucky. But Baby shook her head of these thoughts. She did not play with dolls anymore now she dressed up people they kidnapped and make them cheer for her and tell her all the nice things she wanted to hear. Painting them up like dolls and dresses like dolls was her thing when she wanted to keep at least on fresh body around and if its disappointed her well they did not live long lives.


Baby did know a collector of cursed objects and spells; she was into all that voodoo and magic mostly because she did not believe in God, but magic had proven time and time again to be real at least to her mangled mind. She was busy tormenting a cheerleader in her bed when a phone rang downstairs. Mama called up for her and Baby pouted and poked the girl's nose. “I. Will. Be. Back” She giggled and went down the stairs and to the kitchen taking the phone from Mama. “Hello?” She asked and the man who sold her the haunted and evil objects named Josia was on the other end.


“You will not believe what was brought to me today! You must come and see I know you will love it!” She furrowed her brows “It?” she repeated. “Yes, come as soon as you can.” She sighed “Alright Josia.” She hung up the phone and headed back upstairs. She took her shirt off and threw it at the cheerleader then changed to some tattered blue jeans and a bandana top. She then grabbed Otis’ keys and took his car into town about 30 minutes away. Josia’s shop was always the one that stood out being dark and mysterious with a fog machine pushing fog onto the sidewalk and street.


She parked the car and got out then walked inside through some beads hanging from the door frame. “What is it Josia I was busy. Josia smiled with missing teeth and the ones he had stained yellow. He went to the back then returned with one doll. Tiffany, Chucky's bride. “It is the cursed doll that they say caused all those deaths they locked him away but then his past lover found him and strangely more killings happened and the dolls where always at the scene. I believe it is truly cursed.” She sighed some and picked up the blonde headed made up doll with dark makeup and a wedding dress, boots, and a leather jacket. “I dunno Josia I am a bit old for dolls...” Josia shook his head. “Take her for one night, if she does nothing then we know it is a hoax, but I think with your “Hobbies” she will see you as a good fit to be with and many deaths shall rain blood into rivers.”


He gave a toothy grin and Baby sighed. “Alright one night and if nothing I bring her back and you owe me something good.” Josia nodded many times and Baby carried Tiffany under her arm then went back to the car, placing the doll in the passenger seat. When they got back home, she took Tiffany with her upstairs and placed her on the bed facing the cheerleader’s back while Baby grinned, “Where were we?” She then took her hunting knife and began to carve her name on the girl's forehead causing her to scream in pain.