When we got murdered--
Purple: *trying to find knife* *takes out a spoon*
Young Goldie : LOOK OUT HE HAS A SPOON!!!
Purple: *puts back spoon, takes out a fork*
Young Freddy: WATCH OUT HE HAS A FORK!!!
Purple: I can't... find... it.... *puts back fork, takes out a plate*
Young bonnie: OH MY GOSH HE HAS A PLATE!!!!
Purple: WHY DO I HAVE THIS?!?! *puts back the plate, takes out a glass*
Young foxy: OH GOD HE HAS A GLASS!!!
Purple: WHY?!?! *puts back glass, finally takes out a knife*
Young chica: HOLY COW HE HAS A-
Wait... its just a knife...
All da kids: weak...!
Purple: -.- I'll just... put you kids in suits...
Purple killed us--- dun dun duuuuuuuun
Moral lesson:
Murderers bring tableware, I think purple was hungry, and just killed us to have some pasta.
Not just any kind of pasta...
A...
CREEPYPASTA!!!!!!!! (Jk I think he was just bored and he wanted to read a creepypasta...)