Margaret is still at preschool a couple of hours later. She and fifteen other children are in there. The classroom Vanessa teaches in. So far, she and Margaret have already gotten pretty close. She felt a real connection with Margaret. Almost as if... they were related. 

Vanessa is reading to the little ones right now. They're all sitting in front of Vanessa and facing her as she sits in a chair, facing them. Margaret however is sitting on her lap. Two more children are standing close to look at the book. 

You did tell Vanessa that Margaret preferred a story with a bit of scariness in it, so it's a book about a witch. Plus, that's how you and William are raising her and influencing her, unbeknown to Vanessa of who Margaret's father is.

Vanessa reads the book to the kids and says, "Just then, the witch took the kids in." The kids gasp. Margaret smirks and says, "I already like this, Miss. Nessa." She's been calling Vanessa Miss. Nessa. Vanessa didn't mind, though.

Vanessa continues and says, "The children were happy at first. The witch gave them candy, soda pop and toys. Everything a kid desires. She does however approach a cauldron while the children are distracted. Smirk on her face." Margaret grins and chuckles. 

The other kids look worried. A little boy in there mumbles, "Oh no. She's gonna eat them." Margaret has that grin on her face and she rubs her hands together with anticipation at what will happen next.

As Vanessa reads more, at the end she says, "Luckily for the children, they are saved by their moms and dads." Margaret pouts and says, "Boo." Vanessa can't help but laugh a little at Margaret's reaction. She says, "However... the children turn on her." Margaret looks at her.

Vanessa smiles and says, "They take revenge on the mean old witch and they push her into the cauldron to cook her up. She becomes a witch stew." Margaret grins and says, "Yay! Revenge!" Vanessa says, "The children all left home with their parents.... The end." 

The same little blonde girl with the glasses in there smiles and says, "They got back at the witch." Vanessa says, "Yes they did, Sophie honey." Margaret looks over at Sophie. Sophie looks at her. They see eye to eye, all of a sudden. Like they're about to become best friends real soon.

Vanessa says, "Alright, kids. Snack time. I've got all of you something nutritious to eat." The children all say, "Yaay!" All the kids get up and go to their tables. Margaret approaches Sophie and says, "Hi." 

Sophie looks at her and says, "Hey." Margaret says, "Are you Sophie? Miss. Nessa said your name?" Sophie nods and says, "Yeah. I'm Sophie Matthews. What's your name?" Margaret says, "Margaret Afton." Sophie says, "Hi, Margaret." 

Margaret says, "Wanna sit with me?" Sophie smiles and nods saying, "Yeah." They grab each other's hands and they walk to a table. Vanessa lays snacks down for the kids and they all sit and eat. Margaret had already made a new friend. Sophie Matthews.

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Meanwhile, William is at work. So are you. You both work today. You're in his office with him. You're sitting in the chair in front of his desk. He's behind the desk as usual since he is pretty much the manager there. He loved being in charge of a lot of things. 

He sighs. You say, "What's up, baby?" He says, "I wonder how Magaret's holding up at preschool. Especially with Vanessa as her teacher." You say, "Honey. She'll be fine. Vanessa already seems to like her. I didn't tell her about you, yet. Well... I did, but not your name. Just our last name. You're not the only Afton in Omaha, you know. I know because of the depository break in a few years back to get your file." 

He says, "Thank you. And like I said... I'll confront Vanessa, myself. She's my daughter, too. Far in her 40s, now since I've been gone." You say, "Margaret will be alright, baby. Trust me." You look at him and you smirk. He looks at you and he says, "Something on your mind?" You nod. He says, "What is it?" 

You giggle and you say, "We still haven't done our little... office fun.~" He says, "No. We haven't. Why do you bring this up, all of a sudden?" You say, "I want that experience. Sex at work with the one I really love. Besides, I'm your wife. You can do whatever the fuck you want to me.~" This makes him manage a blush and he looks at you.

You stand up and you sigh and smile. You say, "I'm imagining that I'm a desperate college girl. Short skirt and all. Wanting a job outside of campus to make money. You're the boss. You hire me on one condition.~" You look at him and you smirk. 

He grins and he says, "Be back in here, tomorrow in the afternoon, after we drop Margaret off at preschool... and we can have our own little session. The door will be locked and it'll be just you and me, sweetheart.~" You giggle and you say, "Yes sir.~" 

He says, "Be in here and you'll get exactly what you want, baby. You know how much I love dominance over you. Seeing you so submissive towards me. And you're right... you're MY wife. I can do with you as a goddamn please.~" You blush and you smile saying, "I love you so fucking much.~" 

He says, "Question, sweetheart." You say, "Name it." He looks at you and he says, "Did you know the entire time that Vanessa would be Margaret's preschool teacher?" You say, "Want the truth? Yes. I did. That's why I enrolled her there. I just want her to know about who she is. This will bring them close. Vanessa is her sister, after all. She needs to know about Margaret. I'm sorry if this sounds... off putting. I just..." 

He says, "No no. Y-you're right. She does need to know that Margaret is her little sister. You're absolutely right. I'm actually glad you've enrolled her in that school. Vanessa needs to know. I'll confront her, next week. It won't be easy. She will never trust me, again. Understandable. I do hope that she and I can both agree on one thing... Get along for Margaret's sake. A-and they can spend some time, together." 

You say, "That's two things, baby." He says, "You know what I mean." You nod. Then you smirk and you chuckle a bit. He says, "What is it?" You say, "Your only insecurity. Being corrected when you mention ONE thing when you mention two." 

You giggle. He sighs and he says, "Are you really going to do this to me?" You say, "S-sorry, baby. I'm fucking with you. Trust me. There's shit I fuck up on. I have my flaws. Everyone does." He looks at you and he sighs and smiles saying, "You're perfect to me. Margaret's got one of the things from you. The beautiful bright eyes." You smile and you say, "Awe.~" He smirks. 

You say, "Then again, you and I both have bright eyes. You blue and me (eye color)... Margaret's is a bit brighter, though. Hers seems more... unique." He says, "The moment I saw those eyes, I haven't seen any like that. I'd hate to say it. Call me a bad father for it. Margaret is the prettier child." 

You say, "Hey. Don't feel bad. My maternal aunt always saw ME as the more attractive child compared to Fantasia. I was surprised Fanty didn't feel any jealousy. I was always jealous of HER with how she was. I wanted to be as cool as her." 

He says, "No offense, (Y/N). But your aunt seemed to have a point. You are the prettier one. She is too... But nothing compared to you." You say, "And Chelsea?" He sighs and says, "I'm a shallow bastard for this. She lacks quite a few things. I'm just being brutally honest here." 

You say, "Asami?" He says, "Above Chelsea. Right with your sister. Not on your level." You say, "Wow. You are honest." He says, "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life, (Y/N). The moment I saw you when I was still Springtrap... I had to have you with me." 

You say, "And you won me over, married me and we have a daughter together." You smile. He smiles and says, "And you come from a long line of murderers. I couldn't have asked for better." You smile. 

You say, "Hey. When we pick Margaret up from preschool, let's go to Buffalo Wild Wings." He says, "Fine by me. You can get yourself an alcoholic drink if you want. I'll drive." You say, "Sure. Okay. I'm sure Margaret will want either tater tots or chips and salsa. She loves both." 

He says, "I'll take what they have." You say, "Baby... You'll eat anything since you've been brought back." He says, "And you're right." You and William talk for a while until you leave to pick your daughter up from preschool.