Ally never wanted her phobias to start affecting you, she tried so hard to shield you and your brother from her constant panic attacks.

Recently however, you had begun experiencing night terrors, every night was the same, every night ended in the same way.

Tonight was no different, you once again woke with a start, sobbing and shouting for your moms.

As always Ivy was the one to come to your aid first, followed by ally.

“It’s ok..! It’s alright.”

She reaches to you with outstretched arms, gently taking you in her grasp and softly kissing your head.

“The clowns aren’t real, they aren’t real.”