The rest of our day had been uneventful in all honesty. After leaving the mall, I was taken to a doctor for a physical. No new information was brought to the surface other being told I’m healthy for a…toon girl my age. Currently, I was back in my room. More specifically, I was taken back by the once empty closet now filled with my current outfit.
	“It’s not uncommon for toons to wear the same outfit they’re whole life,” Rashea whispers into my ear. For the record, I scare super easily. Before I knew it, I leapt upward and wrapped myself around the ceiling fan. Tail frazzled, my douchebag of a friend laughs at my frightened face.
	“Do that again, I (censor)ing dare you!” I threaten, quickly realizing something. I intended to say fuck, but out loud it came out censored. Letting go of the ceiling fan, I, surprisingly, land on my back. I pout while Rashea continues to laugh at me.  He then looms over me with an undeserving sense of self-satisfaction.
	“Need a paw?” Rashea offers. Eyes closed, I turn my head away from him.
	“Not in the slightest. In fact, how about you join me, pal? The floor is nice this time of the week,” I offer in response. Peeking out of my right eye, I see Rashea laying next to me in the opposite direction. We then stare at the ceiling for several seconds before bursting into laughter. Getting up, a bright flash catches our attention. 
	Sora was at my door, holding one of those old cameras that produced the photo taken immediately. “That’s one for the album! So, where we going, sis?”
	“We?”
	“Mom says you have to take us with you.” Dale and, seemingly reluctantly, Chazz come to Sora’s side. Rolling my eyes, I look to my douche friend that just showed up in my room, unannounced. He also rolled his eyes, mind clearly elsewhere. I didn’t need to read his mind to figure he didn’t want to be kitten-sitting with me. 
	Rashea sighs and gestures for the kittens to come closer. Somehow latching onto the scenery in front of us, he transitions us elsewhere. Well…not exactly. Now we’re in a void surrounded by various windows, standing on a golden platform. Rashea points to a window directly beneath our platform, him and the kittens preparing to jump. I only stand there, lost as to what’s happening and where I was.
	They leapt off the platform, not aware that I hadn’t joined them. My mind races back to the void where I met Rakita. The loneliness…the isolation…it was unbearable. Looking at various windows, I see a variety of different locations; from the Washington Monument to the Eiffel Tower, hell even the mall I went to earlier. These places… could I go to them? 
  	I look at the window next to the one the others went through, the location being a pier. One of my claws lightly touches the window’s surface, ripples forming around it. A slight tugging sensation was also felt, causing me to pull my paw away. It was that it dawned on me: I could go anywhere I wished here.
	“Could I go home?” I ask myself. Eyes darting around, I searched for a location in the real world. Sadly, my attention was brought elsewhere. My ears perk up at the sound of rattling chains. A pair of cloaked specters adorned with chains slowly approach. My tail tucks itself between my legs as they sprout gibberish. 
	The one on the left raises their arms, hands unveiled to be a tube of lipstick and a makeup brush. The other unveils its chest area to be a rotating closet with mechanical hands peeking out. Sweat pours down as I rapidly switch my head between the two. I yelp after a paw grabs my legs and drags me through a window.
	“Are you okay?!” Rashea asked. Right now, I was with the kittens and Rashea. Without realizing it, I latch onto him almost immediately.
	“I was so scared! What were those things?!” I ask. It was at this moment I noticed Sora and Dale’s, annoying, shit-eating grins. Connecting the dots, I back away from him. Now blushing with my back to them, I tap my claws against each other. “Don’t take it the wrong way. But, what were those things?”
	“Gary Stu and Mary Sue. Anyone that stays in the pocket dimension long enough run into them. You can kinda figure out what they do, right?” Rashea explains. I blink at them in hopeless confusion. Noting really wanting to know the answer, I nod. Chazz walks past us, nose high in the air.
	“If you’d always been here, you’ve known,” Chazz blatantly states. Well… he wasn’t wrong. My ‘little brother’ walks into a nearby building, all of us shortly following after. So far, everything about this world intrigued me. This place was no different.
	An octopus is operating a bar of, probably, non-alcoholic beverages and ice cream. The patrons all stare at an enormous tv that covered almost the entire backwall. Surveying the toons here, I noticed most of them were dups of a skunk, an armadillo, and a hyena. The only unique designs were a brown hair boy and blonde hair girl. However, everyone was more focus on the tv.
	On the screen was a massive four-winged sphinx and equally massive pixie. Cameras surround the duo as they stand on a raising platform. Back to back, the pair held each other’s hands/paws, heads lowered. A spotlight shines on them while a weird looking door slowly parts. The sphinx turns into a brown sphere, the pixie turns into a green sphere. The pair are shot through the door, it closes promptly after their departure.
	Everyone, except myself, holds their breath in glee. Sora tubs on my shirt, jumping up and down with excitement, “They did it, sis! Those two-” Her attention along with everyone’s joy vanished. An exploding door brought my full attention back to the tv.
	The sphinx and pixie fell from the door, screaming. They land not on the platform, but in a pit of acid. I could feel color draining from my face. No one bothers to help them while those two cry and scream as they melt away. 
	“H…h…he”
	My eyes are locked onto the site of the sphinx roaring defiantly. Clinging onto what little life was left, it flew out the acid. It slams its claws onto the platform, roaring desperately. It’s entire lower half had been eaten away by the acid, only ink dripping. Its wings, bits still covered in acid, melt away as does its arms. Claw marks scrape the steel platform, tears rolling down the sphinx’s face. It’s a became a desperate struggle to not cry only made my heart sink deeper.
	“Wh…wh”
	“I don’t wanna die!” The sphinx cries. The acid on the sphinx’s right arm had now fully melted, leaving it hanging by its remaining melting arm. At this moment, the sphinx seemed to have lost all resolve to live. Not realizing it, I half-heartedly walk closer to the tv. Somewhere in my mind, I wanted to try to save them. The sphinx looks back to the camera, everyone baring witness to a defeated beast.
	It lets go, descending back into the acid. The pixie, who’s only had its sinking chest and head left, is completely erased by the sphinx’s splash in the acid.  The sphinx itself gives out an emotionless laugh, its body complete dissolved by the acid. Afterwards, the tv screen goes black. Sora, again, tugs on my shirt.
	“Sis are you okay?” She asks. For the umpteenth time of this story, I’m speechless. Despite being able to, no one in the store tries to help. Not even the camera crew tried to help. They simply let them die. No one even seemed that concerned about it. 
	Why?
	“You must be recently created to not know how things work here,” the blonde hair girl laughs. She wonders over to us, staring me up and down. “Listen, newbie, those two losers failed to connect. Everyone here at some point will be given the chance to connect with a real life human! Succeed and you leave, fail and… well, you saw.”
	Rashea grabs my arm, trying to lead me out the store, “I only brought you here because I thought you’d see a connect happen. But, we can go-”
	“Why didn’t any…” I trail off. My ‘little sister’ softly sobs into my side. The brown hair boy joins the girl, smugly smirking at us.
	“Why didn’t anyone save them? Well if those two were so worthless they couldn’t connect, why would anyone? Those that are worthless die and-” The brown hair boy starts then is joined by the blonde girl.
	“The talented will survive.” These… heartless… bastards. How could someone, anyone, watch that sphinx and pixie die and feel nothing? That stupid catchphrase: those that are worthless die and the talented will survive. Thinking like that reminded me of…
	“Hey, retardo!”
	“You have to talk to him like he’s slow or he won’t understand.”
	“Will, you ever stop being useless?”
	“I’m not worthless,” I whisper softly. Sora looks up at my angry face. Out the corner of my eye, I notice her move away from me. Out the other corner, Chazz and Dale do the same. Even these douchebags back away. Whatever they saw, it felt good to have them be afraid. Regardless, I sigh in defeat and leave the store.
	“Well we know that bright eyes would die!” the blonde said. Outside, I see dups walking pass me. Was the fate of the sphinx and pixie the fate of all here or just special cases? Since I’m here will that mean I’ll have to do this? Especially considering my…unique circumstances.
	“What kinda world is this?”
	“A strange and fun world!” Someone answered. In the crowd of dups, a single character design stood out. Across the street, a ragdoll cat who’s breasts were the first thing of note. The ragdoll must’ve been modeled after Jessica Rabbit; a large rack accompanied by an equally large rump. She didn’t have the dress though. Instead, it was a shirt with the phrase ‘Big Momma’ and a pair of yoga pants.
	I blink at everything regarding this character. From her clothes to this unignorable sense of joy radiating off her. There was another feeling she gave off. That feeling of dread and anxiety I felt at the mall was…oh no. 
OH SHIT!
	My body reacted before my brain did. I ran away from her. Whatever she had planned for me, I certainly didn’t want to be about it. My potential assailant’s laughter rings in my ear. Peaking behind, there she was just floating as quickly as I ran. She smiles in a way that would make the Cheshire Cat cringe. 
	“Good little boy-girl get your exercise. After all, it’ll be your last.” She remarks. Not wanting to run anymore, I turn around and punch her. In all honestly, this was a bad move. I was better off running until exhaustion then letting trying to fight. 
	She catches my paw, casually crushing it in her grip. Painful mews escape my muzzle, falling to the ground on one knee. I’m then sent flying into an alleyway. Toppling over trashcans, I crash into a brick wall. My assailant comes into view, gazing at me with disgust. She grabs by my neck, now smiling.
“Such a shame our little game ended. Was kinda hoping you’d be a challenge. Oh well.” Using her free paw, she pulls a knife out of her bosom. At the very tip of it, acid drips from it. My eyes widen and my struggle to escape intensifies. Thrashing and squirming with all my strength amounted to nothing.
“Don’t struggle little he-she, bow out with grace. They did,” At the last second, a pair of paws tug on my tail. Thankfully, the paws were to get me out of this maniac’s grip. Her smiles slip for a brief moment. Only a moment. She immediately goes back to laughing. 
“Next time you won’t be so lucky!” 
xxx
My ‘siblings’ and Rashea surround me in the pocket dimension. Shockingly, Chazz removes a hammer from behind his back. With it, he shatters the window they pulled me out of. Meanwhile, I curl up into a ball and cry. Yet looking at the others, they didn’t share my feelings of fear and dread. Instead, they only grinned, except Chazz of course. He kinda just stared at me with more distain.
“Congrats on getting a nemesis… sis,” Dale jokes. Rubbing my eyes, I give him a confused look. Someone had just tried to kill me and yet this douche is more excited about it! Who am I living with?!
“That makes you step closer to meeting your human,” Chazz mumbles then gulps. One of them might have elaborated on that thought, sadly, a familiar gibberish enters the airways. A pair of Gary Stus and Mary Sues surround us. Back to back, we all glare at Chazz for shattering our closest exit. In a united gulp, we resign ourselves to our fate.
Couldn’t it too bad right.
xxx
	We return to the club, laughed at by its patrons. The boys were wearing identical sailor suits, each holding lollipops proportionally larger than their heads. They even wore the wore the ridiculous sailor hats. On the other hand, Sora and I were wearing identical pink frilly dresses with old Disney style heels. We were both wearing makeup in a trashy style. Also, we both had a bow on the top of our heads and tied to our tails.
	The blonde hair girl from earlier stops laughing long enough to stand in our faces, “Well well well, it seems you all had an encounter with Gary and Mary! What losers right, Manny?”
	Manny, the brown hair boy, nods.
	“Not only are they losers, but they’re amateurs as well! They’ll never find a human,” Manny laughs. I shrug my shoulders. None of this is of any concern to me. The others on the other hand…
	“Well, my sister is closer than you losers! She’s already got a nemesis!” Dale announces. The others nod in confirmation of Dale’s statement. Manny and the blonde girl’s mouths hit the floor. Regaining her composure slightly, the blonde grabs me by my dress.
	“If you think some worthless furry trash like you will get a human before us, then you’re sadly mistaken. I, Tiffany Maximillian, will see to that! Come on Manny, we’ve got a planning to do,” Tiffany declares. Tiffany and Manny, glaring at us, leave the club. My companions smile and slap one another’s paws. All the while, I’m left shouting a single question.
	“What just happened?!”