Sam sat in a small office, tapping the table. The walls were a foam like material, it was blue. The floor was soft, like crash mats. There was a small ball pit in the corner, the sides orange. The chairs were green cushioned, making it really comfortable.
The room was full of fairy lights around the ceiling, making the room feel welcoming. A knock on the door caught Sam off guard "Yes? Come in"
Punz walked in with George attached to his hip. "You asked for George." He said, softly prying Georges fingers away from him and pushed him forward slightly. George looked back at Punz before at Sam and smiling. Punz closed the door and walked away, giving Sam a small wave
He made small grabby hands as he walked over, taking a seat on the chair. He smiled as he looked at him. "Hi Mr sam...is something wrong?" He asked, kicking his legs back and forth as he stared at Sam
"Just asking a few questions bub. Like how I used to do every few months but I'm doing it every day now. Wanna tell me anything new? How the medication is going?" Sam asked, pulling up Georges files
George thought as his smile dipped "Uhm...Punzy said I haven't been very vocal...like worse than normal..." He looked down, feeling himself getting nervous-thus him getting quieter. "A-and uhm...I keep hurting uh myself. I don't mean to I promise...its just when I itch my head it has to be itched on the other side but then its uneven so I have to restart but then it doesn't feel right so I have to do it again and then its uneven because-"
Sam listened to him closely-even though he was just repeating himself over and over again. Sam wasn't a fan of interrupting the kids. He wanted them to feel as if they could speak freely without many repercussions rather than be in fear to talk at all.
"Th-thats why I keep hurting myself....but I'm meant to be the oldest! I'm meant to look after everyone! Why is my mind different? Why do I act like sappy? I'M NOT A CHILD!" George was becoming distressed over who he was. He was one of the older ones so it was honestly understandable.
"George voice yeah. Keep it low" He put his hand out, watching George place a few fingers on it "Just because you're older than them doesn't mean you mentally are. You are very mature for your age and the trauma imbedded in your head is making you have a younger mind set so try not to worry. You're perfect the way you are. I'm going to double your Ocd medication okay? It should make it easier so rather than you doing it-subconsciously you'll convince yourself you've already done it perfectly"
George nodded, chewing on his lip as he looked at him "And about you not talking-I'll order a sign language teacher for learning time. So everyone will learn it so when you go mute you'll be able to communicate more comfortably. The reason I hadn't ordered one already is because of money and how big this facility is. You've seen the map. There's over 7 floors" Sam chuckled
"Mhm...I've been to I think three of the floors...We sleep on the fourth floor in our big room. There are loads of rooms on that floor, we play indoor and out door on the second, its also were I eat because of the hall and its punishment floor-and your office is on the third so I only been on three" He giggled
Sam nodded "You've been on floor one too remember bub. You walked in there on day one with me and Purpled so we could check you in"
George nodded "Ohhhhh yeah! I remember that" He giggled, clapping his hands. He looked at Sam before looking at the clock "Blimey-Its been twenty minuets already!"
He stood up and waved "I have to go because times up. Love you Sammy" he ran to the door, pushing it open where he met purpled. Purpled looked....different. His eyes were half lidded, he looked more serious and cold
"Come on Georgie...back to play time" He put his hand out and George grabbed three of his fingers, walking happily with him. Whatever that punishment room did to Purpled really fucked him up. No matter how 'safe' Sam claims this facility to be...something didn't sit right
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Sapnap walked into the office, looking at Sam with a guilty look. Sam knew that look anywhere and sighed, simply putting his hand out. The young boy shuffled over, stuffing his hand into his pocket and grabbing out a lighter before placing it on Sam's hand
"Wilbur gave it to me..." He mumbled, looking down. Sapnap didn't usually think before he spoke. He didn't mean to rat Wilbur out but he thought it would keep him out of trouble if he told on how and where he got it from
"Sit down, punishment will still follow Sap but not as long as you told me where you got it from. Now question time. You been taking your medication like a good boy? Doing as told?"
Sapnap nodded, fiddling with his fingers as he bounced his knee up and down. His eyes kept panning to the ball pit. He had a very young mind, younger than it was meant to be but at the same time he had the rebellious mind of a teenager so they clashed often
"I take the uh the pink pill in the morning and the green pill in the night time. Like Punz says to. They taste icky so I have my apple juice with them!" He smiled brightly, giggling as he chewed on his sleeve
"How do you keep finding contraband Sapnap? We have very clear rules and you manage to break them every-single-week. Why do you do it?" Sam sounded strict, what made Sapnap shrink in his seat
"I....its my comfort item! I find comfort in the fire. You don't let me have a fire place so I take my lighters back" The only real reason the facility had the lighters was because of Sapnap. When they emptied his pockets he had over 7 on them and around 10 in his bag.
"Sapnap. Do not raise your voice at me. You may leave now-Ponk will take you to punishment. I'll see you tonight" Sam crossed his arms as Sapnap stuck his tongue out and walked off, slamming the door open before slamming it closed.
"that...will be an issue" Sapnap was on medication as he had harsh anger issues and other issues what will be spoken of another day. Though it was clear Sapnap wasn't actually taking them...there are four pills in the morning, all red and then three pills at night, what are blue so Sapnap lied
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FanfictionDream had been taken from a hospital after nearly drowning himself. He is taken to a facility of some kind where he meets multiple different people with disabilities as himself and other ones too. He doesn't like staying there but there isn't really...
