"Mom, I'm home!" You shout entering the hunted house, you felt exhausted from the long school yet excited to see your three-year-old nephew.
You love all of your siblings especially Tate, who you are very close to, you try to spend as much time as possible with Michael due to not having anyone care for him except your mother and yourself.
Even though, he kills animals and once killed his nanny....that didn't still didn't make you love him any less.
On your way upstairs you bump into Tate who chuckles and grabs you by the waist before you fall.
"Stop running upstairs so fast or one day you will fall and break your neck then die and get stuck here your whole life" you playfully roll your eyes, balancing yourself on your feet allowing Tate to let go of you.
"Thanks for the advise bro, but I'm good" you continue climbing the stairs until you finally reach the second floor and walk to your nephew's room.
"Who are you?" You stare at the teen looking boy sitting on the bed while playing with ps.
"Aunt(y/n)! You are back!" Michael stands up from his bed and walks up to you before pulling you into a hug.
Suddenly it hits you, strawberry blond hair, very blue eyes...
"Michael?!" You were too shocked, you child nephew is now a boy your age.
"Yes, I'm Michael, aunt (y/n)"
"MOM! COME IN HERE RIGHT NOW! YOU HAVE A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO SAY!"