Looking out at the scene before me, I was strangely happy. Darcy and Jennifer were comforting Glen, who had just killed his father, while I was opening the window the throw out the doll parts. Once I threw enough out, I went over to Glen.
“Don’t worry Glen, it’s okay.” I told him. “He can’t do anything else.”
“Yeah, plus I would kill him if he tried.” Darcy comforted, looking over at the hand that had been chopped off.
“Uhh...sis. Don’t you think it’s time to go?” I asked Darcy.
She looked at Glen, then Jennifer, the pool of Chucky’s blood and finally me.
“Yeah, I guess.” The doll said, looking down at the hand that was still oozing blood.
“I’ll get that.” Before anymore could be said, I found some gauze and began to wrap them around her hand. “This is what happens when you run with axes in your hand, didn’t Mom teach you anything?” I laughed.
Darce did too, slowly backing away from the actress and doll.
After a minute or so, the wound was closed off and it was time.
“Come on Darcy, let’s go home.” I said, Darcy used her other hand to grip mine and we snuck out of the room. “Good-bye Glen, good-bye Tiffany.” We both said before sneaking into a janitor’s closet.
“Let’s go kick Dominic’s ass.” Darcy cheered as I brought us both back home.
Opening my eyes, I saw I was standing in the middle of the kitchen. Only Rainbow, Applejack, Anna and Caroline were down here.
“Guys, everything okay?” I asked, trying to make it sound like I had been there all along.
“Morgan!” They all screamed, running over to me and hugging me. All of them except Rainbow Dash, she just laughed as I was almost knocked to the floor.
“Me!” I joked, “now get off.” I stopped joking. My friends complied, slowly helping me back up. “Now...how have things-”
“AAHHHH!”
“Lilac!” I yelled, pushing my friends aside to run up to my room as fast as I could without hurting myself. Nearly kicking my door down I saw why she was screaming. “Darcy...?”
There, lying ontop of Lilac, was me. Only difference was that her hair was straight and her eyes were purple.
“Are we positive I didn’t die?” Darcy asked me.
“You did, but you came back. It worked!” I cheered, hugging my sister and daughter on my bed, hearing a song coming from my phone.
“Mommy!” Lilac cried, joining in on the hug with only Darcy separating us.
“Can’t...breathe!” Darcy choked out.
“You can’t breathe!” I cheered, realizing how bad that sounded afterwards. Going up and away from Darcy I was jumping for joy, literally.
Darcy and Lilac gave me confused looks, before Darcy smiled and finally realized why I was so excited.
“I can’t breathe!” She shouted, smile still on her face.
“Uhh...” Lilac dragged off before scooting away from us both.
Running to my door I gripped the edges and shouted into the house. “Darcy can’t breathe!”
The Mane 6, Caroline, Anna and Maddie came out from their respective hiding places, getting excited when they saw me.
“And that’s good?” Caroline asked, now sounding questioning.
“Yes! If she can’t breathe then that means she has her own set of lungs that she can use on her own! It worked! It finally worked!” Still cheering, I didn’t notice Darcy had left the bed til she grabbed my shoulder.
“Finally! You don’t know how bad it was sharing a mind with this chick. I swear half of it was sex.” Darcy lied.
“Ha! Yeah right Darce, and you’re such an angel. All of you mind is perverted ways to gets sex and how to add another body to the pile.” I quipped. Darce laughed.
“I’m no angel, I never said that. But you're no saint either.”
“I know that, I’m just trying not to break my friend’s fragile minds.”
“Why hide your accomplishments?” Darcy asked, trying to figure out out to stand by my side in the middle of the door.
“You call them that, I call them another pound of guilt that I end up caring. I still feel guilty about those five people you helped Chucky kill just a few hours ago!”
“You killed one of them too Morgue.”
“BY ACCIDENT! THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT!”
“Deny it all you want, but you’re the one that poured the gasoline on him.”
“You lit him on fire! Same for Joan, you soaked her clothes in kerosene if memory serves.” I explained to the deranged twin.
“Are you trying to make me regret that? It was fun to see her burn.”
“Psycho.” I told her, sounding a little angry.
“Pervert.” Darce shot back.
“You need help.”
“You need to wake up.”
“You need a hair job.”
“You need a face job.”
“You need therapy.”
“You need to be waterboarded.”
“You need to be executed.”
“WILL YOU BOTH SHUT UP!”
Turning to the large group of females, I noticed Twilight looking angrily at us. Darce and I turned back to each other.
“It’s been awhile since we fought like that.” Darce said, reminiscing.
“Yeah, I miss those days.” I said, in the same tone. We both let out joyful sighs as we thought back to the glory days.
“I will never understand you two will I?” Twilight asked.
“Don’t even bother, we’ve spent months trying to understand Morgue.” Care explained.
“It’s true. I’m still competing with Pinkie and Discord in Who’s More Chaotic. Discord’s in the lead, I’m a close second and Pinkie ended up at third because, well, I’m a Traveler. Pinkie’s...well...Pinkie.” I said, in my ‘Yeah, I mean it’ voice.
“That’s just-” Rainbow Dash started.
“How is Discord in that there competition if he’s in stone sugarcube?” Applejack asked.
“He argued that statement saying he was so chaotic he had to be locked up. I countered saying I was legally declared insane in three different states and been in an institution twice. Neither time worked, right?” I asked Darcy.
She nodded, her straight black hair managing to stay out of her face. “You bet, I was with you in some of those places. Terminator 2: Judgement Day.” My crazy younger sister clarified. “Sarah did not like me.”
“Cause you tried to kill her twice.” I explained, walking into my room to hug Lilac.
“Oh, right. Forgot. I’ve tried to kill so many that I forget most of them.” Darcy laughed. “That reminds me. I need to Re-Start Boot Camp!”
“Sorry, umm...but could you explain...if you don’t mind that is...umm...how did what you just said...remind you of boot camp? You don’t have to answer if you don’t have to.” Fluttershy whimpered.
“Because, one of those people was Brett Shelton who was a complete and total jerk-off from Child’s Play 3. It was centered in a Boot Camp, reminding me of Boot Camp. So off we go!” Darcy shouted, ushering the girls away.
Chuckling, I turned to my daughter and brushed her hair back out of her face. It was practically glowing with cheer.
“Go ahead and hug me. I know you want to.” I relented, lifting my arms up as the young girl wrapped me in a death grip around my chest. “Dear God, remind me never to be late for your next recital.” Putting my arms down, I wrapped Lilac in a hug. This only encouraged her to grip me tighter.
As I did, I heard You’ll Be In My Heart on my phone.
“I knew one of you would manage to find it on my phone.” We both laughed.
“It’s such a nice song Mommy.” Lilac said, still holding tight.
Resting my head ontop of her’s, I began singing along with the final chorus.
“Oh, you’ll be in my heart
Now matter what they say
You’ll be in my heart, always
Always
I’ll be with you
I’ll be there for you always!
Always and always.
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
I’ll be there...always.”
That peaceful moment ended when we heard Darcy beginning bootcamp outside. Life was starting to feel normal again.
“What on earth is going on?!” Crud, the family’s back.
So much for normal.