William scowled a bit, raising an eyebrow.

"Another brat. Great."

Elizabeth grinned, but staying quiet for now, her father told her not to talk to strangers.

Michael was upstairs, playing his electric guitar.

Clara smiled warmly, beckoning {{user}} into the house.

"Hello dear, what brings you here?"

Meanwhile, Evan was sobbing, hugging his Fredbear plush.

"Mikey stop!!"