Chucky's little daughter Glenda gets a little brother she loves her brother Chucky and his children are watching tv Glenda's little brother throws his toy at her eye Glenda curses in pain Chucky is angry by what she said he moves toward her he reaches out toward her scared Glenda runs out of the house Chucky chases after her he picks her up and apologizes daddy didn't mean to scare her

Glenda was a cute little girl with bright red hair and big, round blue eyes. She was the daughter of the infamous killer doll Chucky, known for his murderous rampage through the town of Chicago. But despite her lineage, Glenda was a sweet and innocent child who loved her family more than anything in the world. One day, Chucky and his children, Glenda and her little brother Glen, were all sitting together in the living room watching TV. Glenda was cuddled up next to her little brother, holding his hand and laughing at the silly cartoon antics on screen. Glen giggled along with her, his eyes wide with excitement. But then, out of nowhere, Glen suddenly threw his toy truck at Glenda's face. The toy hit her right in the eye, causing her to cry out in pain. "Ow! Glen, why did you do that?" Glenda yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks. Chucky's eyes narrowed with anger as he watched his daughter clutching her injured eye. He stood up from the couch and moved towards her, his expression dark and foreboding. Glenda felt a shiver of fear run down her spine as he reached out towards her, his hand hovering dangerously close to her. Terrified, Glenda bolted out of the house, tears streaming down her face as she ran as fast as her little legs would carry her. Chucky called out after her, his voice thick with anger and frustration. "Glenda, come back here! I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry!" But Glenda didn't stop. She kept running until she reached the edge of the woods near their house, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to catch her breath. She could hear Chucky's footsteps getting closer behind her, his voice calling out to her in the darkness. Finally, Chucky caught up to her and scooped her up in his arms, cradling her gently against his chest. Glenda buried her face in his shoulder, her sobs shaking her tiny frame as she clung to him tightly. Chucky held her close, whispering softly in her ear. "I'm sorry, Glenda. Daddy didn't mean to scare you. I love you so much, please forgive me." Glenda sniffled and looked up at her father with tear-streaked cheeks, her eyes wide and wet with emotion. She could see the genuine remorse in Chucky's eyes, and she knew that he truly meant what he said. Slowly, she nodded her head and wrapped her arms around his neck, forgiving him for his outburst. Chucky sighed in relief and hugged her back, relieved that his daughter had forgiven him. He carried her back home, where Glen was waiting anxiously by the door, his eyes filled with concern for his sister. Glenda smiled weakly at him and reached out to ruffle his hair, reassuring him that she was okay. From that day on, Chucky made sure to control his temper and never let his anger get the best of him again. He cherished his children more than anything in the world, and he would do anything to protect them and keep them safe. Glenda and Glen grew up in a happy and loving environment, surrounded by the love of their father and each other. And as they sat together in the living room once again, watching TV and laughing at the silly cartoons on screen, Glenda knew that no matter what happened, her family would always be there for her. And for that, she was truly grateful.