I'll edit this later to contain the scene, right now I have to go.

Ok. I was planning to include a long dream, with weird stuff, but I got stuck and decided to post it seperately sometime later. Meanwhile, here's the fight.




Tiny lunged, roaring a tiny roar which I don't think turtles can do anyway so don't ask me how he did it let alone what I think I mean by tiny roar as roar sort of implies large and loud anyway etc etc etc.....

Unknown Rabbit, grabbing something that had been left in the ring by Clarence, threw it at Tiny. It happened to be a Pocket Protector, and had no effect on Tiny. Neither did the Geeky glasses found in the same corner. As time was running out, even if Tiny was lunging through the air in slow motion, Unknown Rabbit ran under the flying turtle and delivered an uppercutt to a most sensitive spot. Unfortunately, this didn't cause Tiny to go flying off the stage in pain, it merely caused him to stop hurtling. Unknown looked fearfully up at the midair hovering body of Tiny, then was almost squashed as the Turtle fell.

Nobody was quite sure what happened next for ten seconds or so, but it is general belief that a chandeleir fell onto Tiny, which was quite odd as there weren't any Chandeleirs. Regardless, while this curious event did not make Tiny fall over dead, the broken pieces flying all over did prevent anyone from seeing the stage for a while. When the mess subsided, everyone who was watching could see Tiny, standing amongst the wreckage and flames of the fallen light producer, holding Unknown Rabbit high in the air. Tiny, looking at Unknown Rabbit, posed a question that had never been asked before in Cannibal Fraud. "Can I kill you now? Devan Shell said that the more rabbits I killed, I would be more likely to go to Heaven, instead of the Swamps of the Sleeping Jaguar. But I don't want to hurt your feelings."
Unknown Rabbit looked oddly at the turtle, his normal colored eye did anyway, and started talking. "But Bob, I mean Tiny, killing rabbits so you'll go heaven is Fanaticisim! And that's bad! Don't you see, if you kill me now, the Terrorists have already won!"
"Gee.... they will? They have?"
"They will unless you put me down."
"Duh, ok."
Tiny put Unknown Rabbit down, and then the fight began again. Unknown was regetting not giving more detailed instructions, but he was in no place to complain. While running around in circles, he managed to get a good dagger eye glare at Beauman, who was still announcing that Tiny looked as if he had been exercising lately.

Tiny, taking a break from chasing after Unknown Rabbit all around the boxing ring, (the turtle chased the rabbit) sat down. Unknown Rabbit didn't get a chance to stop running, and thus smashed straight into the hard shell of Tiny. In surprise, Tiny got up, and looked behind him to see the prostrate body of Unknown. Bellowing, Tiny leaped into the air, shaped himself in the popular "cannonball" diving position and went straight down. Through some streak of possibly divine intervention, Unknown Rabbit managed to pull himself out of the way of the plummeting behometh before Tiny smashed right through the ground, stage, 'Tavern floor, grass, soil, rock, various minerals and kept smashing down all the way to the center of the planet, where he burned into little KFT niblets.

Unknown Rabbit, dazed, got up and looked around the 'Tavern, and vaugely noticed Beauman hurridly holding up a "Applaud" cue card. Then he collapsed into a cage wall, and sagged.

A few days later, he woke up, rather covered in bruises, cuts, scrapes and the like. Looking around, Unknown found himself inside a hospital, kind of tied to the bed. Beauman was sitting on a pile of coins, in Crysillis fashion, with dollar signs in his eyes. Groggily, Unknown Rabbit croaked. Instantly, a nurse ran in, and told Unknown Rabbit to lie down, as he had a lot of bones broken, and shouldn't exert himself. Beauman, exasperated with all the rules in hospitals, threw a plot hole over the nurse, lodging her in Disguise's latest tileset until it was released. He then got up and walked over to about where Unknown Rabbit's head felt like it was, and asked "how do you feel?".
"Awful. Beauman, is keeping turtles for that sort of purpose even legal?"
"Ummmmmm...... Maybe... probably.... not making any assumptions, of course, but...."
Unknown Rabbit groaned, and went back to sleep, but not before hearing Beauman say something about the show making a lot of cashola for him.