~Memories from the Beginning~

♟Chapter 5♟

"Krone hasn't done anything since then." Emma said. "It seems strange."

"She's probably just following Mama's orders. Mama used to suspect us at first, but it doesn't seem like that now." Norman guessed.

Emma then said, "I wonder what happened..."

"Thoughts on Mama, Ray? Y/n?" Norman asked the two quiet boys.

"I'd like to hear what you're thinking, Norman." Ray said, not answering the question.

"You didn't answer his question." Y/n said, earning an elbow to his side from the black-haired boy.

Y/n just pouted and Norman chuckled, "Heh, well, I think Mama did something behind the scenes, so that she wouldn't have to make a move herself."

"What do you mean?" Emma asked.

"Think like Mama. What's the easiest situation you could hope for?" Norman asked. "Knowing your targets moves without having to move yourself."

"But you said there are no hidden cameras or listening devices..." Emma trailed off.

Then she gasped in realization, "I-It can't be!"

"That's right." Norman nodded.

"There's another person keeping an eye on us, and it's among the kids." Ray said.

"So, there's a traitor." Y/n hummed.

Emma gasped.

"Well, there's Sister Krone top who seems to be getting quite close to the others. Maybe she happened to eavesdrop on us?" Y/n suggested.

"Maybe. But the idea of there being a traitor is still here because Mama doesn't seem to speak too much to Sister Krone." Norman said.

A ringing sound was heard and running down the hall with his usual smile while shaking the bell was Phil, indicating that it was dinner time.

Y/n and the other three made their was to the kitchen, passing a few kids who were running and others who were preparing for dinner.

Staring intensely at everybody, Emma attempted to spot any suspicious behavior, trying to deduce who would be the possible traitor.

"There's nothing to worry about, Emma." A hand was placed on her shoulder, making her stiffen slightly.

She turned to see Y/n who simply grinned at her.

"If there is a traitor, we'll find them and get all the information we need from them. Also, said traitor may not be too bad of a person." Y/n said.

"Or there may not be a traitor after all. Maybe Mama has something up her sleeve which is why she appears to be so calm and collected. She wants to mess with our minds to reduce the chance of our escape." He pointed to his head.

"I see...I feel a bit better now." Emma let out a breath, her heart beat steadying.

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~The Next Day~

The kids of the house were currently busy with their chores, whether that'd be taking care of the toddlers or cleaning around the house. Hanging up the sheets on the clothesline outside were Y/n and the other three.

Norman pondered for a moment before turning and saying, "Emma, we should start playing tag in teams from now on."

Pushing with a sheet in her hands, Emma turned to him and asked, "Why's that?"

"Honestly, most would die if they escaped on their own." Ray bluntly said.

"Come on, Ray!" Emma exclaimed, tired of his negativity and unintentional insults.