Where has the TARDUS brought me now? Oh look, a shiny belt! I think I'll just take that back with me to London.

I sneak up behind you from out of the darkness. Then I do the famous Metal Gear Solid choke. As you were unconscious I quietly took the belt from around your waist. When you woke up you found yourself dangling from the minute hand of the Big Ben. I walk away, laughing, and go to the North Pole in my private jet.

Oh man, I was THIS close to finding that prize... But no, all I got was a lousy Gordondorf Fan Club decoder ring... AND I lost my beloved belt! AUGH, I'm so mad, I could really go for doing something nefarious and vile! But I'm in the middle of the North Pole, I mean, Santa's right there, and if he see's me doing anything ebul, I'll be put on the Naughty List AGAIN! RATS!

...Wait, WHAT'S THIS? Is that a... Private Jet I see preparing to land? ... AND IS THAT MY CHAMPIONSHIP BELT I SEE ADORNING IT AS A HOOD ORNAMENT?!

NAUGHTY LIST OR NOT, YOU'RE GOING DOWN, SNATCHY McBELTJACKER!

I fly up to the jet because, as my name implies, I am Tails and therefore I can do such a thing with ease. I swiftly grab my belt from the nose of the jet and proceed to mock whoever's flying it by sticking my tongue out and making silly faces at them through the windshield! HA, TAKE THAT!

Then I get caught in the turbine and get processed through the other side.

BUT I GOT MAH BELT BACK!!!

... Even if I'm now shredded into dust and falling into the ocean...

... CRAP.