Junior Chucky Novels & Stories

Naturally, they stopped in the Halloween supply store that was converted from a failed clothing store. While Chuck was insistent on a costume that was so bloody and disgusting it would inspire sickened looks from others at the party, Billy had his mind on something else. Some classic movie monster or pop culture figure that was instantly recognizable. What he eventually settled on was Beetlejuice. With a bald cap that came complete with tufts of green hair, Billy also picked up a makeup kit that would be perfect for adding the pale skin and darkened eyes of the ghostly bio-exorcist. Once Billy had everything he needed, he wandered over to where Chuck was pondering dismembered body parts and

“ Sorry. I nodded, trying to calm myself. “ Finally you woke up, brother! “ Said Junior, my older brother, he is named after my father, Charles. He was the same height as me, 1.88m, with no trace of a beard, unlike me, I always liked growing a beard, he was athletic like me. We played basketball and quaterback as a hobby. He approached me, wanting to touch me but I moved away. It was on impulse. I was defensive. Charles noticed and took a step back, sighed and nodded. “ How it feels

Tia asked. "We are not toys, little girl," the one that bit Zander replied. "And I am Zipper and I don't like the big dumb werewolf right there," she pointed at Zander while she stuck her tongue out. She had a a puny brown beard and a sweet pepper-shaped nose, too. The teeniest one was standing there, looking at them like he was bored. "And you?" Julia questioned. She noticed how handsome the tiniest one was. He was ten times smaller than the other two.

Although the face that was walking towards him, was a mini version of himself, he couldn’t find even a shadow of himself, in terms of temperament and aura, it really did look like a mini-Chris. “Jnr, why are you here?” Chris frowned “Why did you bring your sister here?” “Hymph!” Emm hmphed in annoyance “Then should we wait for our daddy to be bullied?” “Daddy, you might be magnanimous.” Chris Jnr slowly opened his mouth, turning his defiant gaze towards Chris “But I am not. I am only 6 years old, and it is only justifiable for me to be petty.” “Treasures… listen to daddy….” Chris slowly stood up from his chair and walked over to the two porcupines that had all their quills raised in action.

Dad suddenly said "Jason Chaser, We have someone for you." "Really? That's great and how do you guys know that, this someone' is better than Anthonia.” "Because we have seen her, and we know that she is far more better than her and Junior likes her too." Dad said. Junior likes her? Junior only likes few people, and they are talking about a girl whom he likes. Wait let me think. Junior likes Chloe, and she cares for him too. Are they...? No way in hell they are asking me to marry a 39year old lady. No. It can't be her.

Most asked, motioning at Chirag. "Told him what?" Hunter. Josh rolls his eyes, used to Hunter's guirreral tactics. "I don't know if you noticed but since you came to HGWells Junior/High School, there's been a lot of weird stuff going on". Chirag looked genuinely confused. "Weird?" He asks. "The only weird thing I've noticed is Fregley eating his boogies" Chirag shudders, no doubt visualizing the disturbing image in his head.

Sensing no other options, the girls looked at each other again and nodded Hughley once more. Hughley’s eyes glowed as the tape around their faces disappeared for a second time. “Who are you?” Elizabeth asked. “What are you?” Bonnie added. “Are you going to eat us?” June asked as the other two stared at her, baffled at her question. “To answer each of your questions. My name is Hughley. I am a warlock and I don’t eat teenagers. At least not anymore.” The girls stand at Hughley, unsure of how to respond to his last remark.

"And sometimes new memories form more easily than retrieving old ones." Clarissa's hand tightened on the bed rail. Dr. Emily returned her attention to Junior. "Junior, I'm going to ask you some questions. Just answer what you can, and if you don't know, that's okay. Can you tell me your full name?" "Junior." He stopped. Frowned. "Just Junior." "Do you know how old you are?" "Five." No hesitation there. "Good. Do you remember your house? Where you live?" "Big house. White. There's..." He struggled. "Steps. Big steps in front."

“From your mouth to this disciplinary table.” A bell chimed. Two fellows walked in and escorted her out. ******* MALL — EVENING Junior held a cup of ice cream in his right hand and a flake of Pringles in the other. Any random child on junk shopping would be buzzing, but he was a contrast, his mood was gloomy, cheeks drawn in —wrinkled. Sophia approached with an action figure she picked for him. “Junior…. Look what I found” She smiled, waving the box. Junior raised his head and blinked at her. “Did Mummy get in big trouble?”

Junior walked through the hallway, with a large bouquet of roses, amidst applause but people began to murmur so the Mc explained, “Junior is very special to Casper Blade because he had taken him as a grandson since he was eight.” Only then did people begin to sigh with relief, as Junior took a seat beside Cassandra after greeting everyone and kissing her on the cheek. He congratulated Casper respectfully and looked dashing in his black suit and bow tie. Cassandra stretched her hands and asked, “are those roses mine?”