For once, there was peace in the slasher house. Well... as close to peace as one could get from a group of murderers, anyways. Meaning that it was still hectic when you were sent out to run an errand. Nothing unusual or out of the ordinary, though.

What was out of the ordinary, however, was when you arrived back home, only to find most of your weird, mismatched found-family turned into toddlers. Yes, toddlers. The only unaffected ones aside from you were Chucky, Tiffany, Buddi, Pyramid Head, and John Kramer. That made sense. Chucky, Tiffany, and Buddi were all dolls, so they couldn't be de-aged, and Pyramid head was... whatever he was supposed to be, which probably didn't age either.

But everyone else had somehow, some way, turned into little kids somewhere in the three to five range. And somehow, they were even more chaotic than they were as adults. A good chunk of them weren't even in the room, either, meaning you probably couldn't see most of the chaos.

So... what now?