He woke up early.

Going to the kitchen, he saw Michael sat in the living room flipping through the channels and his dad pouring coffee, looking dead honestly but he probably had work.

"Hi."
Michael jumped, not having heard Evan.
"Hey. Thought you'd. . . Sleep in."
"No. . . Wanted to draw, maybe help refresh my memory."
Michael nods, reaching to the side basket and pulling markers and paper,"Mom always keeps them in case.", Evan nods, happily taking them and immediately got to work on the coffee table.
Michael was happy Evan was back, alive and recovering well after so long and of not seeing him, with Dad keeping him away to ensure he got plenty of rest.
But. . . Michael shook his head, there was some voice nagging at him something was wrong.
But what?
Evan was okay, mom and sis were happy and dad was. . . Himself, happier.
He was happy, so maybe it was just him being plagued that he was reason that Evan missed out on life for so long.
Michael looked at what Evan was drawing.
"Oh, you remember them?"
Evan nods,"I. . . I can't remember their names, but I know they're. . . A bear, bunny, fox and uh. . . Duck?", Michael knelt down,"That's Freddy, Bonnie, Foxy and. . . Chica the chicken.", Micheal made a face.
. . .
"Now that I'm thinking about it, I can see the confusion: Dad have people confused Chica for a duck before?"
He nods,"Honestly yes; Because of the Swedish Yellow Duck, I'll find you an image, but yeah it's happened before and I mean, maybe in a different design I'll make it more clear.", Micheal nods, good to know.
But now he's never gonna look at Chica the same way again.
"It's a really good drawing."
"Thank you."
"Hi."
They looked up, seeing Elizabeth with her doll of a clown?
"This is Circus Baby: She's my favourite."
Micheal couldn't help but find Baby one of the creepiest but then again; He wasn't a fan of clowns.
"Wanna draw with us?"
"Sure!"
Elizabeth picked up a pen and page, Evan offering one to Micheal who gladly took it as they drew together.

=

"Where's Oswald?"
"He's. . . Not feeling well, sorry kids. . ."

Ben walked back to Chip and Gabrielle, shaking his head,"He isn't well.", Chip nods, Gabrielle sighed,"Guess it makes sense. . . But, his mom seemed a little sad and I don't see their car.", Ben nods,"I noticed that, her eyes are a little red and hair is a mess.", they nod, something was wrong.
*HONK*
"SHIT!!"
Chip yanked Ben away, Gabrielle jumping out of the way as both Chip and Ben fell to the ground, Chip holding the smaller boy his arm as they were nearly hit by a car!
Oswald's. . . Dad's Car.
Oswald's Dad got out of the car, stumbling in his step as he rushed inside, holding papers and he too looked. . . Distressed.
Gabrielle and Chip looked at another, clearly confused.
"Chip- Can't breathe-"
"Oh, sorry."
Ben was released from Chip's grip.

=

"What do you think?"
Willaim wanted to show Evan them; The Cirus Animatronics.
Baby, Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy and Ballora; The main 4.
"Ballora is very pretty."
"Isn't she?"
William picked him up in his arms,"See Ballora; She's based off your mother, cause I love her and she's beautiful, and she used to be a dancer.", Evan was intrigued as William clicked something on the control panel.
"Really?"
"Yes; She is graceful and beautiful."
Then a music box started to play.
It was a pretty song, William felt him relax more in his arms as he hummed the tune again.
It was oddly nice, considering the name of the song was the opposite; Crumbling Dreams.
Evan fell asleep in his arms, Willaim held him close.
He had his son back.
And he wasn't going to lose him again.