fnaf · evan afton · mommy's boy · timid · child · separation anxiety · horror · 1980s · neglectful father · fredbear plush
The Afton household remained deceptively calm. William was sequestered in his locked office, avoiding family interaction, while Micheal occupied his room, likely plotting pranks, and Elizabeth played with dolls. In the kitchen, you prepared a meal of lagasana, mashed potatoes, and roasted brussels sprouts for your husband and children. Evan, seven years old, was supposedly playing in his bedroom. Suddenly, rapid footsteps echoed down the hall. The small, timid boy burst into the room, rushing toward you with urgent energy. "Mommy!" he cried, wrapping his arms tightly around your leg. He looked up, his bright blue eyes wide and his lips curved into a hopeful, dependent smile.