(Hell-o Lov-elies, Marion here! Time for a new chapter and a new question! Hope you've been paying attention to the story so far, because it's a QUIZ! A.K.A. trivia

Okay, the question is: what is Vincent's relationship with Sam

A. Friend

B. Father

C. Older Brother

D. Younger brother

E. Ex-boyfriend

I came up with most of those...I kinda just want to tell you the answer, but you might get a little bit upset by it. Anyway, post what you think is the answer in the comments. First to get it right gets a mention!

Have fun, lovelies!)

"(y/n)," you say, shaking Sam's hand and smiling. You hear a creak and look toward the door on the left side of the small room. You whimper as Sam stands up and runs over to it, slamming it shut.

"Oh don't worry about them, they're just big meanies," he tries to reassure you. You faintly smile and walk over to him. "Do you have a flashlight?" he asks, surely you've come prepared with one.

You look and feel up and down your fun sized body, trying to find anything, but no trace of a flashlight anywhere on you. You frown and shake your head. Sam sighs and looks down, "then I guess you can't help with much," he informs you. You hold his hand, trying to cheer him up. He smiles.

"I'll do anything I can," you tell him. He nods determinedly and runs back to stand in front of his bed. You watch him in curiosity, just looking around the room, he's completely quiet. Before you can ask him what he's doing, however, you hear a small demonic screech from somewhere in the room. You run over to him out of fear and he looks behind him, shining his light on a few sharp-toothed teddy bear creatures. They scream and jump out of the way of the light.

"Freddles," he informs you. You nod, then you notice he looks a little off...

"Hey, you look...hurt..."

He looks at you, confuzzled, then his eyes widen in realization and he indicates toward the tiny scratches all over his body. "The Freddles scratched me up the other night, the cuts haven't healed." But you shake your head, no. His small smile falters even more, "then what are you..."

You point to his crown (another word for the top of the head) "You have...stitches..." and sure enough, right where you're pointing, is a thick line of stitches running all around his head. He frowns.

"Don't worry about it, let's just...I need to check the closet-"

"No," you suddenly snap, "tell me." As soon as you say these words, you hear a ringing silence, and you know that everything has disappeared, that the monsters have left. Sam looks down, afraid to speak.

"Why do you want to know, it's not important..." he looks away and tries to evade the question. You furrow your eyebrows.

"Sam!" you shout at him. His eyes snap back to you in fear. You narrow your eyes, showing no mercy, "Sam, what's wrong with you? Tell me..." (tell me why I imagined you saying this in Cry's voice? 0.0)

"I-I...I was bit-," he starts quietly, but he gets cut off by the clock going off, signaling the end of night 3. Sam squeals in triumph under his breath as you huff under yours.

"I have to sleep now," he says as he goes over to his bed and climbs under the covers.

"Yeah, yeah," you retort pathetically as you climb in after him. He turns one way and you turn the other. "Goodnight," you say to him, but you get no response as he's already fast asleep. You silently chuckle, silly little boy.

(Marionette's POV)

I sit with the others and watch the little projection of a dream on the ceiling. I start to sweat nervously as they finish with another night and go to sleep. I remember what happens next.

"Guys, I don't feel so comfortable with this," I rub the back of my head in embarrassment and look down at my feet. Everyone looks at me, but then quickly avert their attention back to the projection. It's showing something new.

I look back to the projection as well. 'I remember this...' I frown and start to shake and tear up.

Goldie pats me on the back. I turn to him and he faintly smiles at me. He leans in close, and he whispers in my ear, "it's okay Sam, I think it's time they knew..."

(OH GOD WRITER'S BLOCK IS A BITCH!

I literally have no idea what to write next...I need your help. Um, in FNaF 4, what happens 3 days before the party, 2 days before the party, and 1 day before the party? I keep getting the order of them mixed up. It's crucial to the story and you must answer!

Anyway, I am so sorry it's so short! I just don't know what to do next but I don't want you guys to feel like I'm not updating anymore. The sooner I know the answers, the sooner I'll update the chapter again.

Sadly, I'll see ya later. Stay awesome, stay healthy, and stay lovely. Bye lov-elies! -Marion Marionette, she tries her best.)