<div class="floatright">(http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/B/BR/BRO/Brown.Eyes.White.Dumbies/1194110168_enPunkGirl.jpg)</div>It wasn't long into the beating that Sunny had curled up into a ball, her knees tucked to her chest and her arms thrown up over her head in a rather pathetic effort to defend herself. Three was just too many. If there had only been one, or maybe two, she could have gotten away by herself, but the trio's cadence of kicks was too much to ignore. Eventually she had given up, hoping that if she didn't fight back for long enough that they would grow bored with her, but that didn't seem to be the case.<br/><br/>When the blows had finally halted, Sunny risked peeking between her fingers, but the Ladies were still there, and they seemed to be discussing what was going to happen to her next. A black hole opened in the pit of her stomach when they mentioned impaling her, but then it seemed that they meant a figurative impalement, rather than a literal one. It took Sunny a moment to realize what they meant before it finally hit her. She didn't know if that was better or worse. Then mention of bulls. And dogs. The poor girl couldn't tell what the least-horrid of her options was... But, somewhere in one of the deepest, darkest corners of her mind, came the tiniest hint of excitement. Of sexual thrill that she had never felt before, and it filled her with a deep feeling of shame for just the briefest of moments before it disappeared. So quick that she was scarcely sure if she had really felt it at all.<br/><br/>And then... Then their discussion shifted. Something about a beast? A clown and a fool? Well, that was redundant. Weren't clowns and fools the same thing? Sunny was at least somewhat sure that they were. At least as far as Shakespeare was concerned. Touchstone was a fool, wasn't he? Or a clown? Maybe a foolish clown, or a clownish fool...<br/><br/>Then she saw the strip of pink and purple through her glasses - which now sported a crack in the left lens - and she tightened back up into a ball, believing that some other creature had come along to have its fun with her as well. And then nothing happened. She opened her eyes a crack and saw that it was still there. It belonged to the cat-eared cheshire-girl from before.<br/><br/>"...Kitty?"<br/><br/>Sunny hesitated for a second, and then allowed the girl to help her up.<br/><br/>"Got what? Owing, yes. I owe lots of things. Hospitals like when you owe things...... Um... S-sorry I knocked you over...."