Me: Hi. This is a little-one shot about the Tails Doll. How does HE feel huh?
Pikachu; Bad.
Snivy: Yeah.
Me: He'll be OOC though.. So yeah. Enjoy
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The small yellow-and-white furred small doll with a red gem on its head turned over and over as it had a nightmare.
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A dark evil laugh sounded around the small doll, who looked around with it's big black eyes. "W-Who's there?" A figure appeared, yet, it was well hidden in the dark, even the doll's eyes couldn't tell what it was. "Who are you?" "My name is not important right now. What is, is that you must pay for all the people you've killed!" "What? But I can't be killed.." the doll said. "Eggman made is so!" "Too bad. You CAN die. And now you will." "No! Please, I promise I won't kill anyone anymore! I swear! Please, don't kill me!" the doll cried.
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Tails Doll woke up with a scream. He looked around to see that he was back in his room. It had all been a dream. A nightmare.
That was the 2nd dream the doll look-a-like of Tails had. It was always the same. He'd have a dream of someone coming to kill him. He KNEW what it felt like to know that you're about to die.
This was how all the people he had killed felt before they died.
Tails Doll didn't like the feeling. He didn't want to kill anymore, but everyone saw him as a..
Monster.
He was not a monster. Sure, Eggman had made him to kill Tails and other people, and sure, he killed people, but Metal Sonic had taught him that killing was wrong.
But, no matter what he did to chance, people always saw him as a monster, and chased him away or tried to kill him.
All Tails Doll wanted was a friend.. Just one friend. Someone who cared about him.. That's all the little doll wanted.