"Why doesn't He love me like He loves you?"

Summary

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Sammy the less talkative half of the Emily twins. While often overshadowed by his sister they're never far apart from each other. He finds she's the easiest person to talk to. When he is acknowledged by adults they often worry over his lack of verbal expression and about how he always seems to be off in his own world, thinking he must be some sort of "special" kid. Most of the time he doesn't seem to mind. He'd rather be left to play with his sister in whatever cramped space they could get into. Hiding away under the bed or in the Fredbear's Family Diner closet making up stories. She would draw the pictures and he would write the words. Of course he couldn't always be so lucky, with his sister being more favored and spoken to he had to learn how to play by himself. He kept himself busy by learing to read.

Out of his parents Sammy was always a mama's boy. Often sticking to her side when she was home. He wanted his father's love but could never quite find it the way his sister did. Even if he found Henry intimidating. Sammy much preferred the furred characters onstage compared to what was inside his father's workshop. He was never told why they had to take Fredbear away..

They went to Freddy's together. It was just supposed to be for an hour until Henry came back. There should have been no reason to be separated. How long has she been gone? How long has it been pouring?

Sammy leaves the pizzeria.

Sammy checks the dumpster.

Sammy is crying.