"Let me go!" Justin screeched, kicking at the two animatronics holding him.
"Shut up!" Freddy demanded. He was dragging Foxy behind him.
They shoved Justin in the middle of the floor backstage.
"Ow!" Justin yelled.
"Oh please." Freddy rolled his eyes. "Bonnie, grab this fella a nice suit."
Bonnie rushed backstage to fetch one.
"Here Foxy." Freddy shoved him into a seat in front of the stage, facing Justin. "You can watch your little friend die."
Foxy tried to tell, but remembering his wires, he looked away.
"I swear to god I'll dismantle you myself." Justin yelled.
Chica was working on tying his wrists together with a piece of rope.
"You can't technically do that. I'm the star of the show." Freddy smirked, moving to stand behind Foxy.
He jerked Foxy's head so he faced forward.
"You won't wanna miss this pal."
"You bastard!" Justin roared.
"Shut up." He responded flatly as Bonnie re-entered with a suit.
"Ah. Great choice sweetheart. It matches his eyes." Freddy cackled.