“Hello,” William greets simply, yet that single word in his usual silky tone has an effect on you, it’s just poetic to hear in your opinion. Which is embarrassing to admit.
You awkwardly try to make conversation, trying to distract yourself from staring like usual, “So, what is your meeting about, William?” You ask softly, regretting it when you realized you may have just come off as intrusive or nosey.
“Just some things about the diner, nothing important. Oh, come in.” William says briefly as he holds the door open so you can enter which makes your heart flutter at his little civic act.
You slowly go inside, a little flushed to be going inside his house for some reason, “Uh alright then, how long are you going to be out?” You question, William hopefully won’t be gone too long because you want to talk to him. No reason in particular but just to spend time with him.
“Just an hour and a half, maybe two. Not long, just call me if you need anything. I don’t really know what Michael is up to, don’t leave if he does come back.” William says, fixing the cuff of his sleeves, “I actually want to talk to you in person when I get back…” William admits with a smirk as you just nod along to his directions
There’s something about the way William said that which sent shivers down your spine, what could he possibly have to say? Your curiosity has peaked like a mountain at daybreak, you shake your thoughts away and keep up with the conversation. Even though you want to think about a billion different things he could possibly say or ask…
“Is it serious?” You ask a little hesitation clear in your voice as you speak and you can’t help but think you might be coming off as an inconvenience.
William takes a second before answering, “Uh, not really. I wouldn’t say so.” William replies, seeming to have to remember what the meeting is even about, cute. He gives a small shrug before he leans against the wall with a simple smile on his face.
“Okay, are you leaving now?” You say while tilting your head when you say your question. Jeez, you’re asking a lot of questions… you’re not annoying, right? You feel like you are.
William nods, “Yep, gotta be there early, or else Henry will be pissed off since this is more important than normal work. The kids can give you the tour if you need help with finding places.” William responds, fixing his look in one of the mirrors on the wall. His house has a very nice, simple yet also slightly extravagant vibe which in your opinion really explains William’s personality well.
You laugh slightly, “William being early? Impossible.” You joke, almost automatically reaching out and fixing William’s tie ever so slightly. You blush when you realize what you just did and pull away as you curse yourself out in your head.
William chuckles slightly at both your joke and your action, “Alas, I must go. The kids are in the living room, make yourself at home. Take care, Y/N.” William simply says as he opens the door, making sure it’s locked before leaving while you do a shy wave.
“Bye.” You mumble even though he’s already gone, you take a deep breath and walk in the direction you hope the living room is in.
Thankfully, your sense of direction doesn’t fail you and you find yourself in the living room. Evan and Elizabeth are seated on the couch, switching between channels as they eat bowls of cereal. Both of them seem to notice you at the same time, Elizabeth’s eyes immediately light up while Evan tilts his head slightly. You awkwardly wave, you don’t know if they knew you were coming…
“Mister Y/N! You’re our babysitter?!” Elizabeth says with a slight squeal in her voice, you guess they did know someone was coming just not you.
Evan waves happily, and this sweet grin crawls its way up his cheeks, “Hi,” he greets quietly.
“Hey, guys! Sorry I haven’t seen you guys in while!” You say, slowly sitting down next to them as they ate. You somehow just realized you skipped breakfast, you were in such a rush to get here. Guess you’ll wait till lunch since you’re busy…
Now that you’re much closer to Evan, at least you would say so, you see he’s not someone of many words. Originally you thought maybe he didn’t like you or something but no, Evan just say what he means. Not any bit less or any bit more. Kind of reminds you of William, Evan is just much shyer. Elizabeth is the complete opposite, she’s very outside, loud but she is still just as sweet. The extrovert and introvert combo is a duo as old as time.
While Michael sparks you more as an introvert, maybe an ambivert? He seemed really active with his friends and he’s not really shy, just quiet, and only talks when he seems it important or necessary. It may also be because Michael is somewhat of an angsty teen right now. He’s still really sweet from what you’ve seen, he just doesn’t show it as often as his siblings. Which is perfectly fine, Michael is his own person, albeit, going through a teenager phase probably but still! This is the age you find your true self through challenges and self discovery. You’re kind of jealous, you wish you could be his age again. Alas, you know that’s impossible so you might as well make the best out of what you have even if you know most of your family hates you…
“So what you two up to other than watching the tv?” You ask as you shift a bit on the couch, ruffling Evan’s hair slightly as you flash a gentle smile at him.
“We haven’t made any plans yet but do you wanna play with us and our plushies?” Elizabeth asks but it’s more of a request, a silent plea in her voice as she gives you some of the cutest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen.
“Awww, really? I’m honored,” you say with a chuckle, noticing Evan smile happily when you agree as he finishes his cereal bowl.
Elizabeth does a little fist bump with Evan before speaking, “Yeah! You could be Freddy! Oh! Daddy and Mr. Emily are trying to make a TV show! Did you know that?” Elizabeth questions with a look of excitement as she bounds about the idea. She gets up before you could answer and she digs through this box of toys in the corner.
“A TV show? No, I didn’t. That’s really cool!” You respond, your impressed expression clear as you speak. They must really be trying to get a brand out there, why didn’t they use Fredbear or did they rename him or something?
You see Elizabeth pull out three plushies, “These are some ideas they have! They’re still trying to make another one so it can be four! I can’t wait!” She squeals, the plushies are a brown bear, a purple bunny, and a red fox. So no gold ones this time? Cool but a little weird.
“They’re super cute,” you say with a smile, grabbing the brown bear, Freddy you assume. It sort of reminds you of your little duck friend at home, or was it a chicken? You honestly never knew because you were young.
“Yeah! We also have Bonnie and Fredbear plushies!” Elizabeth chirps, pulling out a Bonnie plush and a Fredbear one, the famous little gold duo. She hands Fredbear to Evan and he hugs the plush, how cute.
“Aww, they’re adorable.” You announce, petting the Bonnie plush’s head as you speak with an uncontrollable smile on your face. The idea of William selling plushies is quite a funny thought, though you know he doesn’t ACTUALLY sell them but still.
“Fredbear is my favorite…” Evan suddenly says, both his voice and what he said surprised you. Isn’t he scared of the animatronics? Guess small and soft plushies are much less intimidating than big hunks of moving metal that look like they eat your dad…
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They gave you a tour around the Afton Residence and took a small survey of your experience, no wait. A “Survay of your Xperence” as the two of them spelt it, the way kids spell has always been something that you found cute, they tried their best! And after an hour of talking about random things, playing with the plushies, and watching TV shows with the kids you hear the front door open. You thought William was gonna be out a little longer…You get up to see who it is just in case and are pleasantly surprised to see Michael! He’s covered in dirt and dust, Michael doesn’t seem to notice you as he dusts himself off. You’re about to say something when you notice a large scrape on his face, oh no.
“You okay Michael?” You suddenly ask, making him jump in surprise and he turns in your direction. Michael takes a second to respond, you seemed to have put him in a weird spot which makes you wonder how…
“I’m fine. Just an accident, did my dad leave? I didn’t know you were coming over…” Michael mumbles, wiping the blood from his face with his sleeve as he speaks.
“Yeah, it was last minute. Do you want me to help you clean that up?” You say with a chuckle as you reach out to stop his hand since Michael is wiping it with his dirty sleeve. That would never end well.
“You don’t need to…” Michael responds as he slowly pulls away from your hand which just makes you smile sadly, is he not used to having someone help or care…?
You roll your eyes playfully before speaking, “Nonsense, I’m your babysitter. Come on, where’s the first aid kit?”
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