"We don't exactly have a soft spot for him, dearest." "I mean no offence, but there's not a lot we can do for him altogether. He's the Lakeshore Strangler."

"You're kidding me...! Well, you hear this, you Sons of Bitches...!? I'm gonna get you for this...! I'm gonna get you, and I'm gonna get Eddie for this too, no matter what...!"

—

"I'm sorry, okay...? I didn't mean to throw you, and I'm also sorry that not only your friend betrayed you on the Nine O'Clock News, but that my friends won't accept or respect you either." You comforted Chucky in a soft tone of voice, holding his wrist with your left hand so you could move his knife down.

"The fuck are you sorry for...?" The red-haired toy commented curiously, narrowing his eyes and staring you down with confusion instead of your fellow partners. "It's their - and Eddie's - fault, not yours. So what the hell are you apologising for, huh...?"

"Well, as long as you don't try to strangle me again, or attempt stabbing me, I...I suppose I don't mind letting you stay here for a little while...Y'know, out of sight and out of mind from the Police, and avoid getting caught from the Cops..." You hesitantly offered, attempting to be generous and make him feel somewhat better due to his past friend's betrayal.

"Stay here for a little while...Hmm." Chucky repeated mischievously, throwing the rest of the slashers a secondary sadistic smirk as he started to consider your request. "That's not too bad of a deal there, girlie~"

"No. Fucking. Way." Repeating his past rejection, Freddy became insanely enraged again, delving directly into Chucky's thoughts and figuring out exactly what the Good Guy Doll wanted almost at once. "There's NO way that little shit is staying here."

"You promised me my freedom, remember~?" You hummed angelically, shrugging before raising your eyebrows and sighing. "Besides, apart from pulling a silly little prank and messing around with Michael, Chucky hasn't really done anything else wrong."

"Exactly...!" Chucky chipped in excitedly, lowering his knife as he clapped his hands together. "See...? This bitch is so nice...! I like her already...!"

"C-Call (Y/n) that again...I-I dare you..." Norman icily threatened; glaring towards the male toy and gripping his hands together, stepping towards him with nothing but disgusted hate.

"Ok, ok, goddamn, goddamn. Calm down, calm down. I don't even know this bitch's n—" Cutting himself off, Chucky trailed off awkwardly; noticing not only Norman glaring at him, but Michael, Pennywise, and Hannibal glancing at him too, all of your partners judging the toy straight off the bat. "Ahahaha...So she's called (Y/n), huh...?"

"WHAT does it matter to YOU...?" Pennywise defensively snapped at him, standing next to you as he also glared at the doll. "(Y/n) might've offered you a safe space here, but the REST of us DON'T like you, and we certainly DON'T trust you. So BACK the FUCK off, buddy."

"Pennywise does make a valid point there." Hannibal sided with the other killer politely, curling his arm around your waist while he held you from the right side. "Ever since we - well, mostly Krueger and Pennywise - sensed Soul Power within you, and you started switching spots, we stopped believing that you ever had genuine "good guy" intentions."

"D-Damn right we d-did...!" Norman cried aloud in distress, pointing at Chucky and trying to make you hate him almost instantly. "I...It's because Y-YOU'RE an abomination...! A-An OUTRAGE against n-nature...! N...Nothing but an...but an EVIL p-pervert...! And y-you have to be...You h-have to be stopped...!"

"Norman...! How can you say something so...so horrible...!?" You exclaimed with a hurt gaze, not expecting him to dip down to such emotional blackmail. "He's nothing but a...but a doll...! Why would you even go that far—?"

"This is why I'd choke this motherfucker! Kill him! Kill him now! Strangle him! Don't let go!" Chucky shouted back at Norman sadistically, hostility flowing from his tone as he decided to attack the tearful killer himself. "—And you know what I'm gonna do to you afterwards? I'm gonna cut off your shabby-lookin' legs too."

"Y-You're INSANE...!" Norman frantically yelled, smacking the doll back to the floor and using Chucky's knife to slice him in retaliation. "I-I've done N-NOTHING wrong h-here...! S-So...So L-LEAVE me...L-LEAVE me the H-HELL alone...!"

"Well to be fair you did set him off there, not gonna lie~" Freddy devilishly cooed, the dream demon intentionally trying to wind Norman up and mess around with him by this point. "You deliberately tried to make it seem like the doll was evil, and even tried to kick him out of the house for whatever reason~"

"If I purposely recall, you also attempted to do the same, and also kick the doll out." The psychiatrist pointed out pleasantly, reminding Freddy of his previous behaviour and his cunning mannerisms. "So I'd refrain from trying to act too innocent there, Krueger."

"Mm, true...I guess I did do that~" He chuckled slyly, messing around with his finger-knives whilst he pondered over his past actions before he fake sighed. But then he lost his dark amusement and smile, narrowing his eyes again as he regained his huge rage towards the entire situation. "But excuse me, I want a reason for the fucking use of Hypnocil in the first place, bitch. Not to mention being rudely mistaken for this little son-of-a-bitch right here."

"You stupid bastard! You should've been thankful for even being mistaken for someone as infamous as me to begin with, you arrogant, arrogant asshole!" Chucky shrieked at the demonic slasher angrily, striking up a new conflict with Freddy instead of continuing his first argument over there with Norman.

"Thankful? Thankful? You expect me to be thankful to be taken for a selfish, bratty little shit like you?" Freddy wildly laughed back, reacting to Chucky's comment as condescending as he usually would. "Sorry, kid. I don't believe in fairy tales. So you should listen to your mother from time-to-time. Oh my bad, you can't...because she's already dead, now isn't she?"

"Freddy...! Why on Earth would you even say something like that...!?" You gasped in alarm, coming to Chucky's defence and standing in front of the doll, so that your partner couldn't take a swing at this Charles Lee Ray guy either. "That's probably a really painful part of his past to bring up...!"

"Bitch please, gimme a break. That ain't painful in the slightest for this motherfucker." The dream demon sneered evilly, doing his best to be not only coldhearted but cruel towards him too.

"How do you know that?" You sharply responded, irritation flowing from your tone whilst you stayed sounding exasperated and annoyed.

"Because this asshole was the psycho that killed her...!"