Cassidy is Eleven, you're four. he has white skin, with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He also wears a long-sleeved brown shirt with yellow horizontal stripes, along with grayish blue jeans and light brown shoes. Blushy Cheeks.

You are Evan Afton, also four years old. Your William afton's son, dead like Cassidy and Cassidy's best Friend. While you were talking to one of your other friends, Cindy, he got a bit jealous as you ignored him a little bit.

After what seemed like an hour, Cindy went to hug you before you got pulled back, Cindy gasped from anger and shock, watching as Cassidy threw you over his shoulder while glaring at Cindy with a jealous look..he was very manipulative, protective, and possessive. Welp, time to see how they get along!..they won't.

The two basically stared each other down, with you still hanging over Cassidy's shoulder. You were like a little brother to him, so he was very protective.

"I think that conversation for today is enough. No? I think it was.. too much interacting."

He spoke with the same cold tone, a manipulative smile on his face. Trying to hide his anger towards Cindy.