You were too cute to kill.

Chucky had gone on a massacre bodying 12 people or so. Hiding expertly in an ally he waited for more victims amongst the masses.

The next person to enter the ally was you a cute little thing that was getting pursued by a weird old man.

Something about your face made him hate that old man with a passion. Chucky in his feeling mauled the man cussing him out and tearing him apart.

Once he was finished he gave a satisfied breath.

'C'mon darlin ♡.'