《We'll Protect You (Slappy X Reader X Chucky) {COMPLETED}》Chapter 32
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I wake up slowly, Chucky and Slappy cuddling me keeping me nice and warm in this cold month. I get up and go eat breakfast making it for them. I decided to fix French toast. I hear their small footsteps behind me. "Love the view~" Chucky and Slappy states, I turn around and see them both peering up my red and black skirt. "Thank you, midgets" I reply, smirking. "The hell did you just call me? Great things come in small packages!" Chucky yells. "I must say, you don't take compliments too well" Slappy says, almost whispering. "Foood~" Chucky purrs smelling the food on the table.
We all ate, Chucky and Slappy luckily allowed me to use utensils for my breakfast thankfully. I got up and cleaned the dishes. I was feeling horny still, seeing them naked from yesterday, even though they had their outfits on, I was still turned on. "May I pleasure myself, Masters?" I ask. Slappy and Chucky look at each other and nod. "Yes, you may, Slave" They both state, I nod as I begin to finger myself, it felt so good, I was so close to cumming as I rubbed and twirled with my clit. "Stop" Chucky orders, I slip my hand back out. "Why??" I whine. "We didn't give you permission to cum" Slappy replies. "Here, You can have your phone back, if you answer this one question... Who is M & D? They have been texting you a lot, and saying that they love you" Chucky states. "Are you Cheating on us, Slave?!" Slappy screams. "No... NO. M & D is an abbreviation for mom and dad. They'll be back in around 5 months." I reply, they nod. "That makes more sense, sorry..." Chucky and Slappy say as they hand me back my phone. "Thanks" I say slipping my phone in my bag.
"I'll see you around 3" I say. They both nod. "And, I'll do your homework for you~" Slappy states. "Shut up! I'm smart too!" Chucky yells pouting, I giggle. "Love you two both, See ya" I state, as I walk out heading off to school on my bike. 1st period went by fast, Sonny and Sam were both absent again, which I think is strange. 5th period was the swimming day. Sarah was also absent. They measured the time of each student and documented it, saying that they'll do it again at the end of the year to see if they improved. I read a book in one of the chairs, it was a warm fuzzy day, with a cool breeze. The book I read was 'Revenge of the living dummy, at horrorland'. This luckily wasn't the special leather books, where it released the monsters, this was simply a carbon copy to read normally.
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(I do not own this book, all right reserved to the author R.L Stine)
The book was quite interesting, I figured it was worth studying and learning about horrorland since it was one of the three books, I had grabbed. I could see Tyler staring at the cover of the book. Tyler must realize how much the dummy on the cover resembled Slappy, and how the cover said 'Revenge of the living dummy'. I didn't care though. 7th period rolled by and I was already done reading all 144 pages of the book. Class was boring as usual. The bell rung and class was dismissed, I headed back home. And my bikes tire went flat. Great, I must of hit a rock or nail, I thought. I ended up dragging it along. Not paying attention to where I was going, I accidently ran into someone. "Woah, hey" A male said with brown hair and blue eyes, there was also another female with brown hair with him. They looked around my age.
"Hey, sorry there" He says. "Its ok, I wasn't paying attention" I state, as I hold my bike up, due to its flatten tire. "Are you new around here?" I ask. "Yeah, I'm just visiting Wardenclyffe, It brings back a lot of memories since I used to live here in an apartment complex....I'm Zach, by the way. Zach Cooper" Zach states. Shit, I knew I recognize that voice, they must be after me, how did they know the location, did they track the haunted car? No, the car was sucked back in the book, I thought. "I'm Hannah Fairchild, it's so nice to meet you" The girl with Brown hair and blue eyes spoke up, that must be Stine's daughter, Zach's girlfriend. I wonder why she didn't say Hannah Stine, do they trust me? What do they know, I thought.
Before, I could respond, a goofy male comes trotting up to me. "Hey, Hey, Heyyy~ I'm Champ. Nice to meet you... Anyways, we're going to the coffee shop later today, and I don't know, you should come." Champ states. I do not recall Slappy mentioning him, but Champ seems to be very straight forward, I haven't even told any of them my name. "So, is Champ a nickname? Or?" I ask, confused. "I get that a lot. My full name is Champion. My dad won a bronze back in the '92 Olympics. And, my mom was an all-American sprinter and a two-time world debate champion..." Champion replies. I nod, taking it all in. At the house, I only heard Hannah scream for Zach and Zach responding, so that means...The person at the house who drove to the police station must be Champion.
"Take this. Shoot me a text or tweet me. It has all my contact info. There's my home address, and that's my locker number. You'll always know where to find me~" Champion says as he hands me a business card. "Aye, don't mind him, he's just upset about his little break up with Taylor" Zach states, rolling his eyes, I nod. Taylor must have been a past girlfriend. "Dude, don't bring her up" Champ states getting offended. I didn't have a good feeling, I needed to get back home with my masters, I felt vulnerable being without them. "I gotta go, sorry" I state quickly as I sped walked in the other way. "Hey, i-I never got your name!" Champ calls, I pretended that I didn't hear him, as I speed walked home dragging my busted tire bike.
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Zach, Hannah, and Champ's Point of View:
"Hey, i-I never got your name!" Champ calls, She apparently didn't hear him, or want to give out that information, Zach thought. They watch her sped walk in the other direction, dragging her bike with a flat tire. "So, you're saying that... that's Slappy's girl?" Zach asks Hannah as she pulls out the fortune teller device. "Yes, the monster we created from parts of Madame doom, has just now confirmed it" Hannah says, the ball swirls with blue whips, reading 'It is certain'. "But, there's another doll with her??" Champ asks scared. "Yeah, I remember Curly told me about him, apparently the red hair doll was trying to release Slappy" Zach replies. "I don't like Curly, he's too wild and scary" Champion replies. "Well, you are scared, of everything" Hannah states. The three walk off into a coffee shop as they think of a plan.
(The magical fortune teller device made from Madame doom. The illustration is not mine, all credit goes to the artist. )
"Why did you even give out your contact info, like that?" Zach asks Champ. "You know Zacharias, I like to keep my enemies close to me" Champ replies. "We don't know if its her though" Zach states turning to Hannah, as they sip the coffee. "This Fortune teller has never been wrong, and You saw how suspicious she acted. Especially, when you said your name was Zach" Hannah replies. Zach nods, Champ burns his tongue on the coffee and shrieks. "OW! That hurt" Champ whined. "Your such a baby" Hannah teased. Zach chuckled. "Our main priority is to find your dad" Zach states, Hannah nods.
Y/n's point of view:
I walk in, and I see Slappy and Chucky on the couch. "Guys, we got some bad news." I state, they could here how dead serious my voice was. They didn't say anything, they just glared at me. "I ran into a group of three, one named Zach Cooper and the other named Hannah Fairchild. There was also a goofy one named Champ." I state. Slappy furrows his brows. "What did they want?" Slappy asks. "I do not know, Zach claimed that he was just visiting Wardenclyffe. He added that it brought back a lot of memories, since he lived in one of the apartment complexes here." I reply. "Damn it, we should just fuckin move" Chucky states, upset. "No. Running doesn't do any good." Slappy says. "Did they recognize you?" Slappy asks.
"No, they never did see me that night when we broke in, but they were still very on edge around me... I never told them my name" I reply. "Good... They are after us, they want to find Stine! They must have a lead, somehow or they wouldn't be at this specific location" Slappy states. "Are you sure you destroyed all the monsters?" Chucky asks Slappy. Slappy thinks and then his eyes widen. "I-I forgot about Madame doom! She was in the attic, by the master bedroom" Slappy states, realizing his mistake. "What do we do?" I ask scared. "We need to think of a plan, and quick. Madame Doom is part fortune teller, they will find us" Slappy replies. Me and Chucky nod. "Lets see what we have to work with" Chucky states pulling out the three books, I had choose. "Night of the living dummy 3 Rocky?" Chucky asks. "No, he's not too bright. He used to be my bodyguard, though." Slappy says. "The haunted car, won't do us any good, how about Horrorland?" I ask. "Yes... Yes, horrorland might work. I will propose an offer, that they simply can't refuse!" Slappy says laughing at the end. Chucky cackles. "Alright, it's settle then" Chucky states.
I get up to take a shower as they already had my outfit ready. I step out and put on my outfit. It was a black and red latex zip up tie up outfit. It was really sexy as it showed off my cleavage and curves.
I walk into the bedroom and see Chucky and Slappy waiting for me. "Come here sexy~" Chucky purred. "Damn" Slappy murmurs. Chucky and me begin to make out violently, as Slappy plays with the zipper on the outfit, zipping it down and cupping my boobs. Slappy began to suckle my boobs and lick them with his slimy green tongue. Chucky began to kiss me roughly as he slid his tongue in my mouth, we battle, but Chucky wins. They both break away. "You need your sleep, Slave" Slappy says. "Yeah, I agree" Chucky adds. "You two are such a flirt" I reply. "You know ya like it~" Chucky states, I roll my eyes as I slip under the covers with them. "Night night" I say. "Goodnight, little slave" Slappy and Chucky whisper as we all fall asleep unaware on what tomorrow would bring.
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