Wooo, not only have I today a double update, but it is also my birthday! X3
Yep, this is one of my yearly birthday chapters, and if you guys want to read the other one, I have posted it in the story Sonic Cyber Revolution.
Enjoy!
Night 23
The Talk Of The Town
''Hello? Hello, hello? Hey Freddy, you're the talk of the town, ready to turn our world upside down? Each time you come around, oww… Hey Freddy, you're the reason why I never wanna ever turn off my light, I just don't want to die-ie… Hello, hello! Well I came to say hello, I want you to enjoy the show! Be aware that they could lose control! So, get out right away, as the lights go down! Got no theory and I got no doubt that when they're up, good luck, there's no way out! (No doubt– doubt– doubt) (There's no way out!)''
– Freddy by CG5, MatPat & Black Gryph0n (Five Nights at Freddy's 10th Anniversary Song)
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If there was any doubt that the Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex might fail because of Freddy's dark history, the fact that it became literally overnight the most popular place to visit in the area destroyed all of those doubts. The people in Hurricane spoke of nothing but the Pizzaplex for the next few days, either marveling over the attractions or lamenting that they couldn't enjoy it properly due to the huge crowd that visited it. Rest assured, it appeared that Fazbear Entertainment finally made all the right decisions, as the place was not only very popular, but also didn't have any accidents. They were prepared for the grand opening to ensure the best experience possible and people wanted to visit it over and over again. It was a complete success.
Unfortunately, success didn't always mean positive things. There were people who loved the Pizzaplex and immediately posted their thoughts about it on social media, and there was the other side who either mocked them for loving a franchise that should've stayed dead back in the 90s, to the point of claiming that those who enjoyed going to the Pizzaplex were heartless for not taking into consideration what had happened in the past, bringing up the Missing Children Incident specifically. Lastly, there were those who enjoyed watching those arguments and morality wars, and decided to fan the flames to keep the arguments going and watch both sides destroy each other.
Sam decided to stay away from social media, as she didn't have the best experience with it, partially due to being cyberbullied, and partially because she already knew that the reaction to the Pizzaplex would be mixed and that people on the Internet would go to wars about their own opinions. Instead, she wanted to focus solely on her own mission of dealing with the things the rest of the public had no clue about.
Unfortunately for her, the popularity of the Pizzaplex meant also that she would be brought into the spotlight. Her whole school was talking about the Pizzaplex the first few days after the opening, combing through every detail carefully, only for a few people who knew about her to realize that she also worked at Freddy's and decided to hound her for information. It were mostly questions about her work or Freddy's in general, like how the animatronics worked or whether she could recommend any attraction at the Pizzaplex… and then, there were the stupid ones.
''Did the animatronics kill someone?''
''Not yet.''
''Is the pizza sauce made out of blood and guts?''
''I don't work in the kitchen, so how should I know?''
''Why is Roxy so hot?!''
''I… I don't want to even discuss this.''
Sam sighed, deciding to just walk away from the Roxy ''fan'', not even wanting to think about whether he was being serious or was just being stupid. She met up with Matt at the hallway, both hungry and happy that it was finally lunchtime.
''How are you doing?'' Matt asked.
''Well, I'm more popular than I've ever been only because I'm working at Freddy's,'' Sam said.
''I had noticed that you've being pretty much cornered by people who want to know more about the Pizzaplex,'' Matt pointed out. ''Do you need a buffer?''
''No, I'm fine,'' Sam replied. ''It's just the stupid questions that make me feel like people have no braincells.''
''They either think that they're really smart or that they're really funny by asking stupid questions,'' Matt said. Sam snorted.
''Yeah, you're right,'' she said, the two entering the cafeteria, getting some food and finding a desk they could sit at and continue the conversation. ''In any case, Will and I hadn't found anything related to Glitchtrap.''
''I guess that if he wants to cause any real trouble, he has enough time to do that. The Pizzaplex is going to stay for good, and one can only imagine what kind of mayhem would occur,'' Matt said. Sam nodded.
''Well, I suppose we should enjoy the peace we have,'' she said. ''At least we know that none of the animatronics are haunted.''
''Do you think something like that might happen again?'' Matt asked.
''I don't know. I wouldn't put it past them, given how Freddy's locations tend to always be haunted, and I asked Will about it. He thinks that, while it is possible, he cannot completely predict what Glitchtrap might do.'' Sam leaned back in her chair. ''In the end, all we can do is to wait and observe.''
Unknown to these two, they were observed by someone else from a table further back. Tessa still held a grudge against Sam due to what had happened during their last interaction, which was supposed to be a harmless prank where she covered Sam's locker in glitter, only for her and her friend group to get into trouble for vandalizing school properity. While Violet and the others didn't suffer any consequences besides the accusation, Tessa was forced to pay for the cleaning.
''Can you believe Blackburn has the audacity to act like she's better than us?'' Violet suddenly said, drawing the whole table's attention. ''The whole day, I've been hearing nothing but 'Samantha this… Samantha that'… Just because she works at Freddy's and the Pizzaplex, and also has access to the animatronics, she's now popular.''
''Well, it's kind of cool that she has access to those animatronics…'' Violet's boyfriend, Liam said, only to get startled by Violet's outburst.
''Yeah, and that's why we should've had access to them!'' Violet hissed under her breath, her eyes narrowing. ''If Blackburn wasn't so selfish, we would be the ones people are talking about. We would have access to all the tickets, foot, attractions and animatronics. But, we don't, because Blackburn is being a selfish bitch about keeping all that stuff to herself.''
''You're right,'' Tessa said, just as frustrated as Violet. Violet gave her a curious look.
''You know, I think we should teach Blackburn a lesson about being selfish and arrogant,'' she said, sliding over a bottle of soda to Tessa. ''You'd be the best for this, especially since she clearly overreacted when you played that prank on her.''
Tessa looked at it, then glanced back at Sam and Matt, taking note of how Sam got up to get something from the vending machine in the corner. She looked back at Violet, who gave her a confident and encouraging smile, and then grabbed the bottle, getting up. After making sure there was none of the school staff around, she walked up to Sam as she walked back with a chocolate candy bar in her hand, looking startled when Tessa stepped right in front of her. Sam rolled her eyes when she realized Tessa wasn't going to let her walk past.
''What do you want, Theresa?'' Sam asked, with Tessa feeling a pang of pain, as if being pricked by a large needle, when Sam dropped her nickname. However, she quickly recovered from that.
''I'm simply here to tell you that you're getting too arrogant for your own good,'' Tessa replied, playing with the bottlecap as she screwed and unscrewed it. Sam narrowed her eyes, giving her a confused look.
''What are you even talking about?'' she asked.
''I'm talking about how selfish you're being,'' Tessa said, her firm and loud tone drawing the attention of a few students, who realized that an argument was going on. ''You really need someone to knock you down a peg.''
''Tessa, I really have no time for…'' Sam trailed off when she felt a liquid flow down her head, staining her shirt and leaving a sticky sensation. Sam's eyes grew wide as she realized what had just happened, and everyone around her went silent. Time dragged on, only for the silence to be broken by loud gasps and laughter. Sam lowered her head, her dark brown hair now sticky due to the soda, and she clenched her fists, feeling her hands shaking. She could feel a weight on her chest, growing more and more, with her surroundings slowly turning dark, with purple splotches appearing in her vision, resembling blood marks. She could sense a dark shadow looming over her, as if asking to guide her in this confrontation, and to hurt those who hurt her.
N-No… I can't…
Sam suddenly lifted her head up and gave a stunned Tessa a warm smile. ''I am aware that you've had a difficult time with your mental health, but I don't think you should take it out on other people.''
She then walked past Tessa and towards the entrance, ignoring the laughter and whispering. Matt, feeling alarmed, just grabbed his and Sam's backpacks and ran after her, noting how some students were looking quite aghast by what had happened, while others thought that this whole situation was just a prank or even staged. He glanced briefly towards the table Tessa had joined, noting Violet's smirk of satisfaction and her comforting a rattled Tessa, who didn't expect such a calm reaction from Sam.
He exited the cafeteria, finding Sam leaned against the wall next to the entrance, hugging herself, despite being completely drenched, and shaking.
''Sam, are you…?'' Matt was met with a dark sensation, one that was emitting from Sam. The teenager just stared into the air with a painful gaze etched in her eyes, trying to keep her breaths steady. She took one more deep breath, noticing Matt standing next to her and reaching for her backpack.
''Thanks… I was worried that someone would see me like this…'' Sam muttered in a dull tone, with Matt wondering what she meant by that. However, before either of them could do more, they were startled by one of their teachers.
''What happened to you?!''
Instead of answering, Sam remained silent, still feeling the weight on her chest, with Matt quickly taking over. ''Theresa Clover poured soda over her.''
''Well, then get yourself cleaned up. You can't just go to class looking like that,'' the teacher responded in a curt tone, with Matt narrowing his eyes, reminding himself that she wasn't the type of teacher to care about arguments between her students.
''Mrs. Lewis, Theresa was bullying Sam and…''
''I feel sick.''
Matt was about to protest when Sam interrupted him, and both Matt and Mrs. Lewis noted how she looked quite pale.
''If you're sick, you should go to the nurse's office,'' Mrs. Lewis said, with Sam suddenly placing her hand over her mouth, looking quite pale.
''I don't…'' To Mrs. Lewis surprise, she suddenly ran away, and when the teacher looked at Matt for answers.
''She really doesn't feel well. She actually wanted to ask for permission to go home,'' Matt said. While he knew that what he said was technically a lie, considering how Sam looked and behaved, it was obvious that she'd probably need a trip to the hospital rather than the nurse's office. Mrs. Lewis sighed, clearly not wanting to deal with this.
''I guess we can let her go for the day,'' she muttered, with Matt leaving quickly to find Sam. She was about to walk into the bathroom, only for two girls to exit it and give Sam a surprised look when they saw her, causing Sam to suddenly walk away from it and walk towards the entrance to the school.
''Sam, I told the teacher that you're sick and that you want to go home,'' Matt quickly informed her, with Sam giving him a weak smile.
''Thanks,'' she told him, wrapping her long and sticky hair into a ponytail and exiting the building.
Matt was left behind, feeling concerned for her. He was aware that, despite putting up a somewhat calm appearance, she was close to breaking down.
xXx
''Someone looks distraught,'' Springtrap said, approaching Freddy. The Showtime Animatronic looked a little troubled, taking a look around. Springtrap followed his gaze, understanding well what was troubling the bear animatronic. It seemed that Freddy also was aware that Springtrap knew what he was thinking.
''This restaurant feels sort of empty, doesn't it?'' Freddy said, voicing both of their thoughts. There weren't many patrons at the restaurant, meaning the animatronics had nothing to do. Bonnie and Foxy were trying to keep themselves entertained by playing skee-ball at the empty arcade, while Chica and Puppet were talking about something.
''Well, we did predict this situation, didn't we? The moment the Pizzaplex opens, people would obviously swarm towards it, leaving this place nearly empty,'' Springtrap responded.
''I really hope that your prediction of people returning once the novelty wears off will also come true,'' Freddy said, his eyes narrowing.
''I have enough experience as a businessman to know about this kind of situation,'' Springtrap assured him. ''As long as Freddy's has made repeat customers, there shouldn't be anything for you to worry about. After all, for restaurants, repeat customers have more value than people who just visit it on occassion, and I have noticed in the past weeks that Freddy's has a lot of repeat customers.''
''I guess you're right,'' Freddy said, trying to sound somewhat hopeful, but still feeling concern.
Springtrap, in contrast, felt optimistic, as he had already figured the system out from a business standpoint, knowing well that Fazbear Entertainment would want to take advantage of any of their locations, and with Pizzaplex being outside Hurricane and the fact that not everyone can so easily drive to it, people within the town will slowly start visiting Freddy's again.
Freddy's attention then turned to the entrance, and he was about to greet the visitor, only to be surprised to see Sam. ''Sam? What are you doing here? Don't you have school?''
Sam didn't say anything, her expression remaining rather blank, and she instead approached the equally surprised Springtrap, grabbing him by the hand and dragging him away, with Springtrap and Freddy exchanging confused looks. She dragged him into a room in the back, with Springtrap giving her a worried look when he saw her shaking.
He felt his heart breaking when he heard her whisper meekly, ''Will… hug…''
Springtrap immediately pulled her into a tight embrace, and Sam finally broke down in his arms, crying her heart out. She had been holding her tears back for far too long, maintaining a blank gaze as she didn't want anyone to see her like this, and she just wanted to be somewhere where she wouldn't be bothered by anyone.
As for Springtrap, he had no clue why Sam was here nor why she was crying. Instead, he made sure to keep her in his embrace and comfort her until she felt better. However, that didn't prevent him from feeling a sense of unease, which was quickly replaced by pure anger. His eyes narrowed as he made a silent vow that whoever made Sam cry, they would pay dearly for this.
xXx
Emma was pacing furiously in front of the couch on which Sam and Springtrap were sitting, with Springtrap rubbing Sam's back in comfort as she kept her head low, her eyes puffy and red from all the crying. It was late afternoon, with Emma having gotten a call from Springtrap using Sam's smartphone, informing her what had happened once Sam calmed down and told him the whole story.
After getting drenched in soda by Tessa, Sam tried to keep herself composed as much as possible, feeling hurt and frightened, and she called an Uber to get her home, where she cleaned herself up and then asked the driver to get her to Freddy's, where she finally felt like she could collapse and cry her heart out and tell Springtrap what had happened. Once she had calmed down, Springtrap left her with Freddy and the others to keep her company while he called Emma, who picked them up after work and drove them home. By the time, Sam felt a bit lighter, as well as embarrassed for crying so much over something so petty. After all, she wasn't a little child anymore and she felt like she was once again running away from her problems.
''I'm sorry…'' Sam muttered, drawing both Emma and Springtrap's attention. ''That was so stupid of me…''
''Sam, this is none of your fault,'' Emma told her, crouching down and holding her hands. ''Besides, this isn't the first time you've been dealing with Theresa or those people. I can only imagine the constant pressure they had put on you slowly building up until you couldn't handle it anymore.''
''Still…'' Sam trailed off when Springtrap put a hand on her shoulder, startling her.
''Emma is right, there is no reason for you to feel ashamed over what had happened. You handled the situation to the best of your ability, but clearly, you need more help,'' Springtrap said. Emma then stood up, frowning.
''I agree with Afton. I'll be going to your school tomorrow to talk to the administration about the bullying. I had called them before several times, but they always gloss over it, acting as if it's not a big deal, claiming that it was a misunderstanding, a prank or a provocation,'' Emma grumbled.
''I don't think they're going to listen to you,'' Sam said in a gloomy tone.
''They'll be singing a different tune if I threaten them with a lawyer,'' Emma said confidently, only to notice Springtrap's firm gaze.
''Even if you do that, I don't think you'll get far without any proper evidence,'' he pointed out. Emma was about to respond, only to realize that Springtrap was technically right. She felt rather frustrated, only for her attention to be drawn by Sam, who took out her smartphone.
''Matt sent me this…'' she muttered, showing the two a video on it. As it turned out, someone at the cafeteria decided to film the whole accident and post it on social media, with both Emma and Springtrap feeling more and more furious as they watched Tessa shout at Sam, who clearly hadn't done anything wrong, and pour a bottle of soda over her.
''She's lucky this didn't happen at Freddy's…'' Springtrap growled.
''Yeah, she is. Unfortuntely for her, I know where she lives,'' Emma said, holding out her hand. ''May I borrow your phone?''
''Sure.'' Sam nodded, giving her smartphone to her mother. ''You're going to Theresa's house, aren't you?''
''Exactly. I just hope that Jennifer has more sense than her daughter,'' Emma said, glancing at the two. ''I'll be back soon, you two. Afton, you keep an eye on Sam.''
''I wish I could come along, but knowing you, you'll tear her apart, and I'll just be in your way,'' Springtrap said, smirking. Emma rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything more as she left.
xXx
Jennifer Clover, Theresa's mother, opened the door completely confused when she saw Emma Blackburn standing on her front porch. The two women knew each other thanks to their daughters being close friends since they were young children, setting up playdates, visiting each other and talking while they kept an eye on their daughters. However, since they hadn't much in common, once their daughters were old enough to be left alone, they stopped talking, but remained on friendly terms. Emma hadn't really talked to her after Sam and Tessa had their fight, so she was curious whether Tessa told her mother anything.
''Hello, Jennifer. I'm sorry for intruding, but I need to talk to you about today's incident at school,'' Emma said. Jennifer rose an eyebrow, giving Emma a confused look.
''What are you talking about? What incident?'' she asked.
''Well, it's multiple incidents concerning Theresa…'' Emma said, taking out Sam's smartphone.
''Wait, are you talking about the argument Tessa and Samantha had? Tessa had told me that Samantha was incredibly rude towards her and was constantly trying getting her into trouble, like that glitter locker prank,'' Jennifer said. Emma gave her a surprised look, realizing that this was an incident Sam hadn't told her about, with Jennifer elaborating. ''Apparently, the two wanted to have some fun with glitter, but Sam got upset when Tessa covered her locker in it and told the school staff about it.'' Jennifer shook her head. ''Apparently, Samantha would make promises and then refuse to uphold them, like when they were supposed to go out together last week and Samantha ghosted her.''
''Jennifer… Sam and Theresa stopped being friends since last summer,'' Emma said in a serious tone, surprising Jennifer.
''What? But, Tessa told me they just had a bad argument and that Samantha was being difficult, but that they're still friends,'' Jennifer said in disbelief.
''I have a hard time believing that since Sam told Tessa that she never wants to interact with her again and has been avoiding her for months, mainly because Tessa and her new friend group had been trying to take advantage of Sam,'' Emma explained. Jennifer's jaw dropped, and she held up her hand.
''Wait… So, you want to tell me the two didn't have a sleepover two weeks ago, when Tessa returned home at 4 AM with bruises and claimed Sam pushed her?'' Jennifer asked.
''I can assure you that Sam spent the past two weeks either at school or at work. She'd have no time to even arrange a sleepover because she was too busy,'' Emma replied.
''Then, where was…'' Jennifer trailed off, frowning and turning around, screaming through the open door. ''Theresa, get here, right now!''
Emma flinched when she heard Jennifer screaming, realizing that Theresa may have been lying to her mother about other things than just her relationship with Sam. Theresa walked onto the porch, surprised to see Emma and shivering when she saw her own mother giving her a furious look.
''I've just been told about what had happened between you and Samantha, and how you're no longer friends. Do you want to explain to me why you're claiming that you are friends?'' Jennifer asked, trying to remain as calm as possible, but clearly sounding quite upset.
Theresa went silent for a moment, with Emma taking note of the teenager giving her a venomous look, only for it to quickly morph into an upset expression. ''Sam is just being difficult…''
''Really? Is this why you did this to her today?'' Emma asked, showing both Jennifer and Theresa the video on Sam's smartphone. She carefully observed their reactions, with Jennifer being genuinely aghast by what happened, while Theresa just smirked. Once the recording ended, Jennifer turned to her daughter.
''Why did you do that?'' she asked, giving Theresa a questioning look.
''I did it because Sam deserved it,'' Theresa responded in a defiant tone. ''People were constantly talking to her, all because she was working in that Pizzaplex. She was getting too popular for her own good, so someone needed to knock her down a peg.''
''She was getting too popular- What are you talking about?!'' Jennifer stared at her daughter in disbelief, looking at her as if Theresa had lost her mind.
Theresa seemed to be slowly sensing that her mother wasn't on her side, so she quickly added, ''She was also being really selfish…''
''Selfish how?'' Jennifer cut her off.
''Well, we all know she has special privileges and free access to the attractions, animatronics and other stuff, but she won't share any of them with me or Violet or the others; like getting us in for free…'' Theresa trailed off when she was confronted not only by Jennifer but also by Emma.
''You really have no idea how this works, do you?'' Emma said, only for Jennifer to interrupt her.
''Let me handle this,'' she said, turning back to Theresa. ''Why would you even think that she would grant you free access to attractions at the Pizzaplex? Had she promised you anything?''
''No, she didn't… But, we all expected her to do it. After all, she would always share with us the stuff she gets, like letting us play the new video games she gets or even borrow the consoles…'' Theresa said, only to get startled by Emma.
''You mean like the one Sam lent to you and you 'accidentally' broke it when she asked you to return it,'' she said, with Theresa suddenly going completely silent. Jennifer's gaze switched from Theresa to Emma at rapid speeds, with Theresa shrinking.
''Wait, you told me that it was a gift and that the console was already partially broken,'' Jennifer said, still baffled by what she was hearing.
''No, it wasn't a gift. However, Sam decided not to hold it against Theresa since she honestly believed that it was an accident. She was upset when Theresa came to her home and threw a fit, which I personally witnessed, that she couldn't lend her any games anymore,'' Emma said, with Theresa shooting her a glare.
''That's why I said that Sam is selfish,'' Theresa growled. ''She can get a new console and new games whenever she wants, since her dad works as a video game developer and…''
''Shut up!'' Jennifer shouted at her daughter, with Theresa giving her a fearful, wide-eyed look. ''I have enough of your lies and accusations! Samantha hasn't done anything, yet you're here bullying her, destroying her stuff and spreading lies about her! Not only that, but you lied to me about where you were the past few months!''
''I-I…'' Theresa suddenly started to cry, now realizing that she was in deep trouble. ''Violet told me to punish her-''
''And if Violet told you to jump off a cliff, would you do it?!'' Jennifer shouted suddenly, with Theresa wincing, as if she was slapped in the face. Jennifer then turned to Emma. ''I am so, so sorry for what Theresa had done to Samantha, and I promise, I'll pay for any damages…''
''Look, I just want Theresa to leave Sam alone. You don't have to pay me anything, just make sure that Theresa doesn't approach Sam ever again,'' Emma replied.
''Don't worry, I will,'' Jennifer told her, then turned to Theresa, now livid. ''As for you, you are grounded! You'll go into your room and give me your laptop and phone, and rest assured, if I ever see you hanging out with Violet or anyone else from that group, I will make sure that you won't leave this house until you're old and grey!''
''B-But, you can't!'' Theresa protested.
''Oh, I can! You're living under my roof, and I certainly didn't raise you to act like this! You will also tell me and your father where you have been whenever you claimed to be with Samantha!'' Jennifer added furiously, with Theresa crying as she ran into the house. Jennifer then pinched the bridge of her nose, turning back to Emma.
''Once again, I apologize for everything Theresa had done. I never thought she'd be capable of something like that…'' Jennifer sighed.
''Don't worry. I have a teenager of my own, and keeping secrets is something that happens. However, in Sam's case, it was because she thought that she could handle stuff like this on her own,'' Emma said. ''Nevertheless, thank you for your help.''
''It's fine. I wish you and Samantha well,'' Jennifer said, closing the door. Emma then left, walking over to her car and feeling relief. She had hoped that this would mean that the bullying would stop, but despite that, she couldn't help but still worry.
After all, vindictive people have a hard time of giving up on their victim.
xXx
Emma entered her home, feeling exhausted. She had spotted Springtrap on the couch, watching TV. ''Hey, Afton, where is Sam?''
''She's sound asleep in her room,'' Springtrap told her, with Emma sitting down on the couch. ''She said that she was completely exhausted and that she wanted to go to sleep. I did check on her about five minutes ago, and she was still sleeping.''
''Honestly, I don't blame her for feeling like this,'' Emma said, leaning back and trying to relax.
''How did the conversation go?'' Springtrap asked her.
''As it turned out, Theresa had been lying to her parents about her still being friends with Sam, as well as using her as an excuse to, I assume, go out late at night,'' Emma told him. ''Fortunately, she got punished for all of that, so I hope she won't be bothering Sam anymore.'' She then paused. ''Has Sam told you about her locker getting vandalized with glitter?''
''No, she doesn't really tell me anything about her school life,'' Springtrap told her, feeling confused. Emma sighed.
''I should've figured. She probably thought it wasn't that important,'' Emma muttered, glancing once again at Sam's smartphone and the video on it. ''I really wish Sam wouldn't keep this kind of stuff to herself.''
She then started to scroll through the comments under the video. Some were thinking it was hilarious, believing it was staged or a prank, while others called it cruel, only to get silenced by others who told them that this is none of their business. Springtrap leaned over, reading the comments alongside Emma, then asked, ''Do you plan on going to the school administration?''
''Honestly, I don't think I will,'' Emma said, much to Springtrap's surprise. ''I know what I said, but considering my experience with that school and its staff, it won't be of any use. They'll probably act as if this was Sam's fault and punish her as well. After all, that wouldn't be the first time they either completely ignored the situation or punished the victim.''
''What happened?'' Springtrap asked curiously.
''Last year, the school had introduced a zero-tolerance policy because it came under scrutiny due to ignoring another girl being bullied until she got seriously injured and had to move away. Sam had told me that after this new rule was introduced, another boy, who was being bullied and fought back, was punished alongside his bullies because he broke the bully's nose. Keep in mind, the bully had been terrorizing the boy for months, and from what Sam told me, he never fought back until now, only to get punished for finally defending himself,'' Emma explained.
''I see… It's no wonder why you ultimately decided against it. I suppose that telling Theresa's parents was a smarter move, especially since they can deal with the situation more directly than the school staff,'' Springtrap replied.
''Right.'' Emma nodded. ''I sincerely hope that this will be enough for Sam to finally be left alone.''
''If it's not enough, I'll be more than happy to deal with them,'' Springtrap said, his silver-green eyes glowing slightly purple. Emma stared at him for a moment, then turned her attention back to the TV.
''As long as you just give them a good scare to force them to stay away, I don't care what you're planning to do,'' she said, with Springtrap giving her a stunned look.
''I didn't expect you to suddenly support me like this,'' Springtrap said.
''If there is one thing we can agree on, it's that Sam's safety takes top priority,'' Emma replied. Springtrap nodded in agreement, his ears twitching when he heard steps behind them. They turned around, only to see a disheveled Sam standing behind them.
''Sam, are you okay?'' Emma asked. Sam nodded, paused, then shook her head. She then walked around the couch and sat between them.
''What's wrong?'' Springtrap asked. Sam took a deep breath, looking up at both of them, fear clearly showing in her dark eyes.
''I… I think I saw Glitchtrap.''