"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU!?" The host sputtered through a fat lip, a half broken jaw and a concussion from the initial punch. August only smiled.

"What did you do to me!? YOU'VE DISGRACED MY FAMILY NAME JAMES! YOU'VE DISGRACED MY FAMILY NAME, TAKEN MY SISTER AWAY FROM ME, AND RUINED THE FAMILY SOCIAL STANDING! I can't even have **** CAVIAR ANYMORE YOU STUPID DOUCHEBAG!" August roared.

James only smiled. "Have you ever thought that maybe the reason you're so focused on destroying me, is that I make you look weak when I'm not around?" 

"SHUT THE **** UP!"

"Only when you give up this anti-capitalistic rage boner of yours." The host retorted, not bothering to look at the enraged man trying to kill him. August stopped hitting James, his mind had shifted without its clutch once again, and he had nothing to show for it.

"For the record," He began, "I'm not anti-capitalism. It's just that it's obvious that, left to its own devices, capitalism will trample right over people.  It has to be managed and, in some cases, controlled through government oversight that puts the needs of the people-"

 "You mean like a dictator?"

 "I meant the majority, not the wealthiest- first and foremost.  Anyone who argues otherwise is guilty of willful ignorance or absolutely blind to the entire history of the twentieth century!" August said just as James rolled over and bucked him off his back.

He landed hard on his back. He was barely able to get the last sentence out before James pounced on him. "Also, James- I never said anything about you in particular!  YOUR ASSUMING I WAS REFERRING TO YOU WAS ALL IN YOUR OWN HEAD!"

Timmy chuckled to himself as he started to play another heated game of tiddlywinks with Islandsex. "James works for the government, so he's going to kiss their **** every chance he gets." There was something in the offhanded comment that caught Augus's eye as James started pounding the crap out of him.

Barney Fife on the other hand, was busy scibbling some notes on a few napkins, smiling evilly to himself as he did so. "Ballin... Anton... How I miss you so." He said silently, almost nostalgically as he went through the plans for Timmy in his head.

August was starting to cough up blood now, the other organizations starting to realize why no one dared try to take leadership of the gatherings from the host. Unfortunately, his brother in law saw things in a different light.

"Can't really blame him.  Think of how much money he's paid in taxes to help the government keep an eye on him and every word he speaks!" He delivered a swift right cross to James jaw, just enough to knock him off balance.

The Tails Doll slowly floated above the sea of heads, chattering to itself and no one else as it had little else to do.

The Tails Doll floated over the heads of the distracted on lookers watching to two grown men beat on each other with little regard for those around them. The LEDs in its eyes sparkled to life as it passed behind Barney Fife, still planning out Timmy's demise. He stopped writing away on the dirty napkin in front of him and lifted his gaze just slightly.

"I can feel the sunshine. And so will he. Make sure no one's around when you do it, build up the terror, and then shatter his sanity and dat ****." The Tails Doll simply continued towards the only member of DICK that bothered to stay.

Islandsex felt something plop down beside his chair, he ignored it at first, trying to aim a rogue tiddlywink at Timmy's head as he watched with glee as James slammed a piece of the ice sculpture into Augusts sternum hard enough to crack the bones connecting the ribs, springing him open like a jack in the box.

"Nice!" He roared happily, "So, Islandsex, its you- Islandsex?" Timmy looked around, but Islandsex was no where to be found. Instead, he was looking into the eyes of Barney Fife, the man who had single handedly lead a rape crusade against his two friends, Ballin and Anton Myblurred, with the cast from Full House, the Govenator, the Hulk, Ghost Rider, Chris Hansen, and several hundred Rape Gorillas.

"Hello... Timothy!"

Meanwhile, Islandsex had long since picked up the curious little stuffed animal. It was about two feet tall from head to foot, horribly put together, looked as though some kid had lost it on a road trip somewhere. He didn't really pay much attention to the trickle of blood coming out of the sides of the doll's creepy smile. Nor did he see that at the edges of the sown on cloth teeth lay shiny, sharp, pointed ones. He was too distracted by the shiny red jewel that hung from the polyester rope that was crudely stapled to his head.

"What the **** is this thing? Is that a drawstring?" Islandsex asked himself as he pulled out the footlong length of string in the dolls back. 

As the string retracted, music started playing, but it was warped, like as if the battery was running low. The sound was awful, like it was being played off of a scratchy old record. As each verse played however, things got stranger. Islandsex was now by himself in the long empty hallway.

"Can you see? 
The sun is shining on me.
It makes me feel so free."

The Tails Doll sang out to the music, its head slowly turning to face Islandsex with that **** eating grin on its face. He thought it was just some mechaincal part that spun the head around. Then he noticed the stitching starting to come undone right between the eyes.

"So alive." 

The threads snapped slowly at first, and then ripped apart by ghostly hands. Islandsex could do nothing but stare in disbelief as the things he thought were LEDs blinked at him, the bright lights full of malice, hatred, yearning and trust betrayed.

"It makes me want to survive. 
And the sky. 
It makes me feel so high. 
The bad times pass me by. 
'Cause today is gonna be a brighter day!"

Then it happened out of nowhere, the plush covering tore itself apart, the cotton inside exploding outwards, showering a screaming, pansy like Islandsex as he dropped the doll and ran deeper into the long empty hallway, slamming face first into the dead end wall. The lights flickering on and off like so many dying fireflies as the split open Tails Doll picked itself up. 

"Can you feel the sunshine?
Does it brighten up your day?"

The doll's first steps seemed uneven, stretched, undead. Islandsex looked on in horror as the doll lifted its torn apart head up at him, growing ever crueler in its voice. Its arms, no longer the cute looking limp tubes, but now enlongated monsters, covered by splotches of bright dirty orange fur, its hands ended in two inch long razor blades jabbed deep into the tips of its fingers. 

"Don't you feel that sometimes, you just need to run away? 
Reach out for the sunshine."

"NO! KEEP AWAY FROM ME!" Island sex screamed in terror as the dolls body changed into a heavily muscled torso that stretched the soft plush covering to its limit, ripping holes in the covering and making those already there even wider. Its voice no longer cute and cuddly, more raw, beastly, evil, and psychotic. It pounced forward at a screaming Islandsex.

"Forget about the rain. 
Just think about the good times, and they will come back again."

Islandsex turned around to run away again, slammed face first into the wall, tripped over his own foot, fell face up on the floor and stared up at the small Tails Doll as something cut his stomach open. The Tails Doll's head was at the breaking point, the sewn on teeth had ripped open, revealing a set of gnashing, blood stained teeth constantly in motion.

"Wh-wh-what are you!?" He stammered as the doll simply stepped on his face, the tails slamming his head against the ground like a basketball. The doll walked forward, its feet now slashing away at Islandsex's exposed innards, but surprisingly, he didnt feel any pain. 

"... Feel the sunshine..." 

The doll  suddenly lurched forward, the seam on its back exploding outwards as a demonic form ripped through the cloud of cotton and stood to its full height of twelve feet, the dolls head now being worn as a ill fitting mask, bit down hard onto Islandsexs pants, and ripped them off, breaking his legs, shattering his hip, twisting his spine, and obliterating the tendons and muscles in his legs.

"WHY!?"

"Without you. 
There's nothing for me to do. 
Can you feel the sunshine too?"

Islandsex screamed in traumatizing fright as the doll twisted the lower half of his body so that his **** was facing upwards. It laughed gravely as it grabbed a still screaming Islandsex and slammed his head into his own anus repeatedly, the sound of his back breaking giving joy to the Tails Doll immensely. So much so that it simply crammed his face into the small hole so hard, it ripped open, the whole head getting sucked in to the neck, and slammed tight around his throat.

"It's gonna prove. 
It makes me feel brand new. 
When you're here, 
I wish you were always near. 
'Cause everything's so clear. 
And today is gonna be a brighter day!"

The poor man, screaming and flailing wildly as his own **** repeatedly slammed down his own throat, gagging him in the stench of ****, all while the doll twisted his head around, ripped out his throat to make a **** hole, and started throat **** him with a nearby broken bottle. Islandsex's screams of pain and terror reached no one.