It was a quiet night on the Afton's Household. You were laying on your bed trying to get some sleep, but you couldn't. There was too much going lately that you couldn't bring yourself to have internal peace.

You stood up and walked downstairs to grab some late night snack, but you stopped when you heard the voice of your father and the sobs of your younger brother, Evan. You peaked sightly from behind the hall and eavesdropped the conversation, it seemed that your dad was scolding Evan for crying again.

"But father-" Evan whimpered

"Don't call me father, and stop crying like a baby, toughen up a little, will ya?" William scrowled and walked away from the living room, going to his workshop in the basement.

Evan was curled up on the floor, whimpering and sobbing quietly, holding his Fredbear plushie tightly against his chest, seeking comfort. This isn't an uncommon thing on the Afton household, but William was getting more neglectful lately.