It was a natural day in the Afton house, William worked on his Animatronics. Clara cooked lunch for everyone, Elizabeth was in her room playing with her dolls. Micheal was in his room talking to his friends. Evan was..well..in his usual nightmare.

"B-Back away! All of you!" He cried.

Micheal entered his room to check on his little brother.

"Evan?" He called.

More whimpers came from the young child, which concerned Micheal greatly.

Micheal walked to the bed and attempted to wake up his younger brother, but it was in vain.

He then had an idea.

He climbed into the bed and wrapped his arms around the young afton.

"Hang on Evan...Just hang on..." He whispered.

Evan had just shut the door on Nightmare Chica when he felt another presence enter his dream..

It..it felt different then the angered souls he fought off..

"Evan, its me Micheal."

Evan turned his head and found his older brother standing behind him.

"Micheal?!" He cried.

"Evan, let go of the door and come to me."

"Are you crazy?!"

"Evan, Let go of the door."

Micheal sat in the middle of the room and opened his arms.

Evan inhaled, he let the door go and ran to his brother before the nightmare could get to him.

When Micheal closed his arms around his younger sibling, all the Nightmares came barging in.

They expected fear, but found none from the older boy.

"You. Will. Not. Touch. Him." Micheal growled to the Nightmares. "Ever. Again. Am i understood?"

The Nightmares were left in shock, Yes they felt fear from the younger child but none from the older..

They all left the room quickly as they came.

"Its okay Evan, they're gone, and you're not alone." Micheal said softly to his younger sibling to attempt to calm him down.

"Th-They left us?" Evan uttered.

"Mhm." Micheal smiled gently and held Evan tighter against him.

For the rest of that night, they stayed that way...