Felix felt his whole body move suddenly. He shut his eyes for a moment, unable to breathe, unable to react. It felt like his body had become like a rag-doll for the brief moment he had been moved. When he opened his eyes, he was being carried like a suitcase, going down the hall. He glanced around his back and looked up. Bonnie had a tight grip on the back of his shirt. He couldn't speak. He tried opening his mouth, but nothing would come out. There wasn't a single word he could think of, no one, that could help him in this situation. All he could do was look ahead as he was carried into the dining room.

Okay, I'm being carried like a bag by a giant robot rabbit, he thought, looking around the room. Nothing wrong with that. No, I'm just going crazy.

Felix heard a door open. When he looked, he saw Freddy standing in the doorway to the backstage. He looked mad from where he was, and it didn't help that the room was dark, which actually made the band leader look scary.

He blinked when he felt himself be lifted higher, and suddenly, he was in the air. Then, he felt his back hit a hard floor and he looked up. Bonnie had brought him to the backstage. All he could see for a moment were the spare animatronic heads and the table the sat in the middle of the room. Suddenly he was being lifted in the air again, this time by Freddy. Felix looked the leader straight in the face. The same angry expression.

"Oi, why you guys so pissed off?" He finally managed to say something, though, that probably wasn't the best choice of words.

"We want to know what this is." Freddy said, turning him to face the new animatron standing on the table.

Felix glanced back at Freddy and Bonnie, who decided to join them in the room. When he looked ahead, he came to find Chica, who was almost directly in his face. "You could've just asked," he said, looking back down on the round animatron. "Put me down first, then I'll tell you." He felt Freddy's glare on the back of his head before being let down. He nearly hit his head on the table when he was back on his feet, briefly looking over his at Freddy and Bonnie, then up at Chica. He grabbed the new animatron and pulled it towards him. It felt weird, like it had been made of metal or plastic. Nothing like the others. He looked it over a few times.

"It's a new animatron," he told them. "It's kinda obvious."

"Why is it here?" It was Chica who asked.

"I dunno," he answered, pushing it back to the center of the table. "Maybe Mr. Fazbear is trying to find a new way to bring in customers. I mean, you guys are great and all, but half the people who come here still seem to be freaked out by the whole Foxy thing. Not to mention all the rumors." He turned and looked at the two behind him. In the instant he said that, they were holding their heads in shame, and when he checked Chica, the same. He wasn't sure if it was about Foxy, or if was about the rumors, but either way, they did a complete turn from mad to depressed.

"We're going to be replaced." Chica cried.

"That's not what I said," Felix stated. "I just said it's a new animatron. It's not a clone of any of you." He looked at it again. "Maybe a creepy pedophile attraction, but not a replacement."

"Why else would it be here?" Bonnie jumped in. "After what we've done, of course we would be replaced."

Felix gritted his teeth. "The hell is that suppose to mean?" He kept looking back and forth between the two, trying to convince them they weren't being replaced, only to constantly hear them saying they were. None of them even noticed that Freddy had completely disappeared.

Freddy walked into the dining room and stood right in the center. He tried to tune out the noise coming from the backstage. He looked down and closed his eyes. If what the security guard said was true, then they weren't being replace; Mr. Fazbear was just trying to find another way to help keep the pizzeria alive, but didn't rule out the full possibility. The security guard didn't know much of anything about it, and it wasn't helping that Bonnie and Chica weren't listening to him stalk. Freddy tapped his chin, curious.

"Hey Freddy, what's with all t' noise," a sudden rough call came. Freddy looked over to Pirate's Cove. Foxy was glaring out, obviously still in a bad mood after all these years.

"Are ye killin' someone or be I just hearin' thin's."

"Sorry Foxy, Bonnie and Chica are a little distraught right now is all," Freddy was trying to avoid eye contact at the moment.

"Well, can you tell them t' quiet down. I'd like t' enjoy t' little bit o' peace and quite I can get."

"I'm not sure that's an option right now. They think we're being replace, and they're not listening to the new security guard."

"A new guard, and you aren't tryin' t' kill him. Either I'm dreamin', or those upgrades were a miracle." Foxy decided to come out of his little hiding spot and stood face to face with Freddy. "Now what's this about replacements." Freddy looked around nervously for a bit before explaining to him the new animatron that was in the back stage, and how they may have overreacted towards the new guard about it.

"Oh, I see. T' new lad be tryin' t' calm them down, then?" Foxy asked, looking towards the backstage door.

"He was when I left, I'm not sure about now." Freddy looked back. It had suddenly become quiet, which was a good or bad sign.

Crash

In an instant, the guard rushed out of the backstage, carrying the new animatron with him. He rushed past Freddy and Foxy yelling, "You are not destroying this thing, I don't care how creepy it looks." Not too soon after, Chica and Bonnie came out after him in a seemingly demented rage.

"Uh... Should we try t' stop them before they kill t' lad."

Freddy simply nodded.

Felix almost jumped back into the office and punched the door button. The metal door came down just short of Bonnie rushing in after him. He was busy trying to catch his breath and looked down at the animatron in his grip. "I don't know why I saved you, but I think it might have something to do with you being expensive," he grumbled, placing it on top of the desk. He leaned back and stared at the ceiling, listen to the inaudible yelling from the other side of the door. It was truly amazing how quickly Bonnie and Chica's moods changed. If Freddy joined in with them, he could only guess that his life would be cut short.

He looked looked out the other door for a moment. The sound of footsteps became noticeable. He didn't hesitate to hit the door button before the sound got any closer. He let out a frustrated sigh and slumped down. Why am I even bothering with this? Felix questioned, glaring at the creepy animatron on his desk. Maybe I should toss this piece of scrap out to them. Let them rip it apart... Then I'd have to find a way to explain how or why it got destroyed. But I'd also have the possibility of them ripping me apart with it. He kicked the animatron, not caring that it fell off the desk. Why don't I think things through?

A loud bang sounded from the door to his left. Felix gritted his teeth. He already knew the door wasn't gonna hold forever, and that in the event, there really wasn't room to try to escape. The banging continued, become near constant. The yelling had stopped, at least. All he could do was stand and wait. Just wait.

Felix kept watching the door, anticipating it to pop open and for Bonnie, or maybe one of the others, to jump right on in. Then, for some reason, the banging had completely stopped. There was nothing more than silence, which was probably the best thing for him right now. It didn't feel right, though. Why would it just stop? Unless someone had been dragged away, one of them was waiting on the other side of the door, waiting for him. Unfortunately, he was too tempted to check. He slowly reached out to hit the door button. Just before, the lights cut out, the door automatically slid open, accompanied by the sound of a dying generator. He froze in place, his hand half way to the button. He just waited for what he figured would come next.