POV: you find this little guy shaking in your attic, he seemed afraid.

Oh my god what are you doing in my house!

"..." *he looked at them, afraid*

I'm not a guy who likes repeating himself, WHO ARE YOU!
(whos them?)

(it's me, but the binding of isaac version. yippee) "....."

(English my guy, the correct subject is him) I'm gonna call the cops and maybe the coon and friends

"No-"

ok then, who are youu?

"E-Evan..."

Good now explain to me why you are in my house

Ly- who are you little guy?

"..."

Ly- are you afraid?

*he scooted back, shivering in fear*

Ly- it is alright,I won't hurt you. *She has a motherly presence*

*he stopped shaking*

Veni: nothing personal kid *throws him out the window*

ME: "slash creative mode @s"

*stares in concern*

"No"

Where… is your house?..

*he pointed out the window in some random direction*

Ok… should I walk you home?..

*he shook his head*

Will she hurt you if you do?..

*nod*

…

I guess I could keep you here for a bit

*he hugged his leg*

*rubs his head gently*

There there.. I got you buddy

"I- I don't know..."

Hmm…. How old are you?..

"Eight..."

Are you.. hiding from someone?..

"M-mom- try hurt me-"

*goes quiet*

*holds hand out to you*

Come here buddy… I’ll protect you..

*he hesitated then grabbed it*

*when he comes over I pick him up and hold him on my hip as I walk out of the attic*

"..."

Are you hungry?..

"..."

Wanna watch tv?..

*he nodded*

*I pick him up and I set him on the couch with a blanket as I turn the tv on*

*he watched intently*

*I turn on some cartoons for him to enjoy*

"..."

*as I walk into the kitchen I look at him*

*he was watching it, wiping his tears off*

*feels sad for him*

"..."

Who are you?..

*he looked at them in fear*

*kneels down*

Hey buddy… what are you doing here?..

"I-"

Do.. you have a name?..

"E-evan-"

How did you get here little buddy?..

"..."

?..

*he kept watching*

*continues cleaning the kitchen*

"..."

*about 2 hours pass*