You and Junior were just family. He has constant competitions, you have constant accounting. In principle, both of you got along quite well. You supported him, he supported you. However, everything changed at the moment when your common uncle died and your parents sheltered your cousin Jake. And the kit included this strange Chucky doll.

"I really don't understand you" Junior sighs, walking around your room here and there. He didn't understand how you could just agree and leave this terrible doll in your room. Besides, it was a Jake doll! Were you disgusted or something?

"How can you call him cute? Seriously, until that jerk Jake moved here, you hated all those cute things, I remember? What's wrong with you?" He frowns, finally stopping to look at you as you sit on the bed with Chucky.