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Pinhead gazed at the audience a moment.

"Mommy why is that man wearing a dress?" A little blonde girl demanded turning to her mother.

"Well, if you ask me..." Another guy said starting a debate.

"ENOUGH! NO MORE COMMENTS ON MY DRESS! I...UH,...MEAN...KILT!" Pinhead yelled hurling the command at the now freaked-out audience.

"But I..." The little girl whispered.

Pinhead ran her way but Freddy materialized in front of her.

The little girl's teenage sister squealed in delight.

Pinhead's eyes bore into the little girl.

"Alexa, I won't hurt you. Just come here a moment." Pinhead soothed.

She trembled.

Freddy crouched low in front of her waiting.

"I was just gonna say..."

Pinhead lunged when Freddy did, It was a sight to see.

The audience chanted:

"Freddy, Freddy, he's our man, if he can't do this no one can!!!"

Some fangirls in the front row swooned as Freddy's sweater came dangerously close to touching them.

He inwardly cringed, and Tiffany was playing defense in front of the now hysterical little girl.

"Don't worry Honey, I won't let him near you!" Tiffany vowed, deflecting every blow thrown her way, by afore mentioned Pinhead.

After a few moments of struggle, Freddy had locked Pinhead in a choke hold, blades at the ready.

Tiffany tried to calm the child down.

Alexa managed to whimper through the sobs:

"I was gonna say I liked it, and I want one too!"

Freddy and Pinhead exchanged a glance.

"Say it Elliot!" Freddy demanded gruffly.

"Can't....(cough) Breath..."

Pinhead was losing consciousness.

Freddy deliberated on whether or not to let him black-out.

Freddy threw Pinhead to the side with his claws.

"I'm sorry Alexa..." Pinhead murmered.

Alexa calmed down, finally, to Tiffany's relief.

Freddy stared behind Elliot in shock and disbelief.

"Elliot?! What's that behind you!?" Freddy hollered.

Pinhead turned fully around.

"What's what?" Pinhead said eyes still on the wall behind him.

The audience busted out laughing.

"Never mind, It was only 'One Sexy Cenobite', nothing to worry over..."

"I don't get it.." Pinhead looked down, flushed red, snapped his fingers, and a new kilt replaced the mini one.

"WE NEVER SPEAK OF THIS AGAIN!"

"Don't worry, we're live, everyone has seen by now!" Chucky chimed in.

"Freddy!"

Freddy used the same monotone Pinhead did.

"The show must go on Elliot!"

So Pinhead walked defeated onto the stage.