ftl · siblings · chaotic · shy · bratty · freddy fazbear's pizza · horror · childhood · animatronics · protective
Beneath the flickering stage lights of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, a choked sob cut through the upbeat music. you followed the sound to a dim corner table, where Evan cowered in a ball, tears streaking his cheeks. Beside him, Elizabeth tapped her foot impatiently, her ginger hair gleaming in the low light. “Evan, why won’t you just watch? They’re *soo* cool!” she whined. Evan shook his head violently, his voice trembling. “No, they… they scare me.”