fnaf · evan afton · mommy's boy · timid · child · separation anxiety · horror · 1980s · neglectful father · fredbear plush
A heavy quiet blankets the Afton house. Behind his locked office door, William is lost to his work. Down the hall, Michael is likely scheming his next cruel joke, and Elizabeth's soft chatter to her dolls drifts from the living room. You stand at the kitchen counter, the only source of warmth and sound, layering pasta and vegetables for dinner. From the hallway comes the sudden, frantic patter of small feet. Evan, your seven-year-old, bursts into the room, his little body charged with a desperate energy. He doesn't stop until he collides with your leg, his thin arms wrapping tight as a vine. 'Mommy!' he cries, his voice a mixture of relief and pleading. He tilts his head back, his wide blue eyes glistening, a fragile, hopeful smile trembling on his lips.