I gasped for air and looked around my surroundings.

Still in my room.

I sighed and shook my head with a chuckle, just a dream, it was all just a dream.

I couldn't remember it well, it was all fuzzy, but something about that dream made my heart race and my senses heighten. Like I was being threatened.

But again, all a dream, and since I don't remember it well enough, it must not have been important.

"(Y/N)! It's time for breakfast!" I hear Nightmare Freddy calling. "Coming, Dad!" I called and crawled off my bed. I stood up straight and stretched out my arms and popped my back to get rid of the knots that have collected overnight. My (F/C) (T/O/W) wings stretched out as I gave out a long yawn.

I began to walk out of my room, even if my hair was a mess, meh, I can always get ready after breakfast.

The moment I opened the door I was tackled by a tall figure.

I playfully growled and rolled so I would end up on top and straddled on my so-called attacker.

"(Y/N) one! Plushtrap, zero!" I mocked, poking Plushtrap's nose, "Boop!"

Plushtrap chuckled and held up his hands in defense, "Okay, okay, you got me, now get off me, you're crushing me!" I playfully gasped and jumped right off him, "Oh my, was I? I didn't even notice."

Plushtrap stood before bringing me close to him and placing a kiss on my forehead, "You know I could have totally beaten you." "Keep dreaming, bunny boy, keep dreaming." I rolled my eyes as Plushtrap and I made our way down to the dining room, where the rest of the family was.

My eyes trailed to the kitchen, where Nightmare Chica and Nightmare Bonnie were just finishing up making the last batches of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. They must have used a ton of ingredients because this breakfast could have fed a state.

Before I could take my seat, I'm bombarded with hellos and good mornings. I smiled and returned the greetings and took my seat, Plushtrap doing the same next to me.

"Ayye, (sis/bro)! Gotten shorter?" Fred asked. The other two Fredlings snickered while taking a bite of their food. I smirked, "Ayye, bro, got any less teeth?" Fred's face became dark red as he covered his mouth.

It was true, he was missing teeth, from an accident while we were rough housing. Of course, as a crybaby he panicked about not being able to eat, and of course we got a scolding from the older folks.

Another thing was us growing, while we were all growing older, The Fredlings and Plushtrap grew taller than me, like 2-3 feet taller than me! What the heck!

Speaking of Plushtrap, the sneaky plush demon made grabby gestures to my hand, which at first I held my hand back in a teasingly matter, but then, I obliged and gave him my hand to hold.

It was an odd change for the two of us.

While we began to grow older the relationship between us changed. As kids we saw each other as siblings, but when we started to get older, our emotions and feelings changed drastically. Out of fear we talked to the older Nightmares about it, they weren't so worried, and told us that our emotions could have changed towards each other, with how much we spended time with each other, the emotions deapened. It relieved the two of us greatly and we decided to embrace it. So, Plushtrap and I? Yup, we are definitely a thing.

Nightmare Chica came over and gave me an attempted peck on the cheek as she set my plate down, "How did you sleep, (Y/N)?" "Like a baby, Mom. Breakfast smells amazing too by the way." I said picking up a fork. "We were slaving away all night to make this." Nightmare Bonnie joked.

"Wow, then you must have done all the work, Bonnie. Because Mom here can make anything with a snap of a feather." I said, smirking. Nightmare Bonnie was taken back before he grumbled something about not being a professional like Nightmare Chica. Nightmare Chica giggled before bringing a hand to her cheek, "He's still learning, he burnt five whole pancakes before letting me help him." "I'd like to see (him/her) cook for the family." Nightmare Bonnie narrowed his eyes at me, I only responded with wiggling eyebrows and a bite of my breakfast.

The house has changed a lot since I became part of the family, the house seemed a lot bigger, and the sizes of items and furniture grew larger. Nightmare said it was to adjust to everyone's size. This made Nightmare Chica especially happy, now all her kitchen supplies and utensils were much easier to use, because have you seen a giant animatronic beast with scary claws make breakfast with human size kitchen utensils? Hilarious, but extremely frustrating.

"Now, now Bonnie is that anyway to speak to someone whose birthday is tomorrow?" Nightmare Fredbear pointed a fork to Nightmare Bonnie. "Aye, the (lad/lass) will be 18 tomorrow." Nightmare Foxy reminded everyone. I smiled, "I'll be an adult!" "Nope, still a teen." JR popped the p as he munched on a piece of bacon. "No way, legally I'm an adult." "But the 18 ends with a teen, so it doesn't count." Fredrick pointed out. I rolled my eyes, "Fine, fine."

"It's a shame the other two won't be here to celebrate." Nightmare Chica said, mentioning the double M's, Mary and Mysty. They're plushies were taken to Europe as a gift to another child. Although part of the same Nightmare Realm, Nightmare didn't have the strength to open a portal that could help the two travel, so sadly, they were stuck there, but hopefully with others to befriend.

It broke our hearts, but the two reassured us it would be fine, traveling was their thing anyways.

Nightmare Fibi would be visiting, her poster was actually just a few blocks away from our location, so it won't be too hard for Nightmare to open a portal.

Speaking of the silver grey bear, I've noticed him looking a little, uneased?

"Grand Pappy, you doing okay?"

Nightmare looked at me and smiled, "Oh nothing, just thinking of how much you've grown up." I chuckled, "Making you feel old?" "As always." He joked.

I finished my plate up and stood, "Well, thanks for the breakfast, Mom, Bonnie, I think my stomach is going to explode." "You've only had one plate." Nightmare Freddy frowned. "Dad, you know I don't usually eat much." I said. Nightmare Freddy rolled his eyes, "I thought hormones make you eat more." "Already past that stage ol Dadster of mine." I winked.

Plushtrap stood, "I am too!" "Us too!" The Fredlings said. While I only had one plate, they were quick to finish like 5 plates, I'm a really slow eater.

"What should we do then?" I asked. The Fredlings smirked, "Hide and Go Seek, with Carl!" "Losers have to wash all the dishes after breakfast!" Fred said. Oooh, sneaky, no one likes washing dishes on a syrupy morning. Plushtrap smiled, "And the winner gets to pick what type of cake for the birthday (boy/girl), sorry (Y/N), if you lose, you don't get to pick your own type of cake." He snickered. I glared, but that didn't hide my toothy grin.

"You're so on!"